This book capitalizes on recent "Mars Mania" and is predicated upon the assumption that our best scientists are unwilling or unable to avoid sacrificing future astronauts to a fate worse than death on a nearby dead planet.
It's a "good read" confirmed by my stiff neck this morning after falling asleep reading it sometime between three and four a.m. earlier today. However, it does contain a lot of "technobabble" combined with imaginative but implausible scenarios quite estranged from actual practices and real events as those would most likely unfold. We hope! And you should be forewarned, when a book starts off with its first complete sentence reading, "I'm pretty much fucked."
Spencer W. Kimball said: "Profanity is the effort of a feeble brain to express itself forcibly." But giving author Andy Weir the benefit of the doubt, let's assume in this case that it's a superior brain premeditatively identifying with the lowest common denominator of I.Q.s to be found among the unwashed masses in order to maximize potential sales of this 369-page rant. And it appears that he has been most successful.
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