i had to put down the end of october. it was too much, especially in the real pandemic, it felt like too much work, for what? no, there's enough fictitious reality happening already, who cares if it was written before corona, that just means it's too late. read it if you want, i don't. so now i'm reading earthlings. when you like a book it's good, nuff said, and this one is flowing into my eyes whereas that other book i had to read and read like pushing a rock up a hill.