Friday, February 15th, 2013


My second Solar System science fiction book in the past four months: Blue Remembered Earth by Alastair Reynolds. I first read two or three of his early novels about a decade ago. Last appearance on my bookshelf was about five years ago. The author seems to be flying in a more literary orbit these days. Blue Remembered Earth is more character-driven than I remember his other novels, which were more about science fiction ideas. Which isn’t to say this book doesn’t have ideas. It does–and very good ones.

The book bounces back between brother and sister Africans who live 150 years hence on an Earth where China, India, and Africa are the preeminent powers and North America gets one mention in the whole book. Or maybe two. They are members of a powerful and wealthy family that has made its fortune in space exploration. They are also the black sheep in that they care for elephants (brother Geoffrey) and art (sister Sunday) more than they follow the familyline pushing back the frontiers of space, and especially amassing more wealth, prestige, and power.

The action begins when the family matriarch dies. Geoffrey is bribed by his powerful smart-a** cousins to leave his elephant research and go to the moon. There, he finds a spacesuit glove in his grandmother’s safe deposit box. He visits his sister and from there each sets off on largely separate adventures to get to the bottom of some mysterious clues left by the deceased. The reader joins them for some exciting trespass into the Chinese-controlled area of the moon, the ocean floor off the coast of East Africa, Phobos (moon of Mars), the Martian surface, and eventually the Kuiper belt beyond Neptune.

It’s an interesting travelogue. Like the future solar system of Kim Stanley Robinson’s 2312, it seems to move ahead too fast in terms of technology. But like that book, it also paints an optimistic view of the future. Human beings are able to pull the planet back from the catastrophes of climate change, war, and self-destruction. And if the societies don’t seem to be “free” in the sense we know freedom, you don’t find many people living in the wreckage of the Worst Case Scenario. Maybe that’s good. Maybe not.

I wanted to like Blue Remembered Earth more than I did. At times, the characters seemed forced into moods, feelings, and even discoveries. A few surprise elements pop up–these are interesting. The surprise on Mars rescues Sunday, but doesn’t contribute to the big arc that aims the human race into the stars. And that development is telegraphed from the beginning of the novel–I just wondered how they were going to get to it.

The various adventures eventually get to Geoffrey, and by the three-quarter mark of the book, he’s a changed man. I’m still not sure why he did change, other than he was wowed more toward the end by his experiences than he was by flying to the moon and diving into the ocean depths.

The sister is interesting, but not really essential to the book. She seems like a drop-in woman character. The villains, including the cousins, seem cardboard to me. This novel could have been a one-man-show, with a good supporting cast.

Like I said: I wanted to like this book more than I did. There are two surprises at the end that wrap things up, plus a childhood experience remembered that ties up the emotional loose ends. I have a sense Mr Reynolds can write a better book. Clearly, he can handle the Big Ideas of good science fiction. I give him an A-plus for that. He can generate conflict for good characters. But this book could have been more tightly plotted. And if it had been, I think I would have really loved it.

Commonweal turns the page back eight years to five writers who presented their hopes and expectations of the papacy of Benedict XVI, just starting that Easter of 2005. What are their thoughts today, at the conclusion of this papacy? This piece from Richard Gaillardetz:

Benedict acknowledged the failings of priests and bishops regarding the sexual abuse scandal, but refused to discipline prelates who were most culpable. Few Catholics can make sense of the fact that Bishop William Morris of Tawoomba, Australia, was removed from office for calling for a prayerful reconsideration of church doctrine and discipline regarding candidates for the priesthood, while Bishop Robert Finn, convicted in a court of law for criminally neglecting to protect children by reporting a priest child abuser, remains in office without censure.

It is difficult to avoid the conclusion that what we have seen over this waning pontificate is a church more concerned with narrowly construed conceptions of orthodoxy and the avoidance of public scandal than a church humbly aware of its failings and its dependence on the redeeming grace of Christ.

Whatever his merits might be as a scholar of Scripture, Pope Benedict has tripped up in the realm of management. And that trip has an impact on the Gospel. Have no doubts about that.

The handling of the cases of Bishops Finn and Morris tell us: discussion and prayer on controversial issues is a pink slip offense. Conviction on a criminal charge that affects the safety of children in the Church’s care is not.

As a parent, I see this as a grave moral defect. It is, as some in the hierarchy often preach at the laity, a loss of a sense of sin. It certainly affects the places I look to for moral leadership in the Church. My wife, certainly. My peers who keep me honest in my day-to-day doings. The saints. The upper hierarchy and the pope? About as much as I look to the celebrity world of athletes, actors, and reality tv people.

For people who still do look to authority for guidance, I feel for you. We have a lot of other sources far more reliable. And if you’re looking for orthodoxy, I would cast serious doubts on the Roman bureaucracy. I certainly wouldn’t look higher than your local bishop, or in some cases, your parish pastor.

What hope do I have for the next pope? We need a pastor more than we need a theologian. We sure don’t need a curial bureaucrat, and maybe someone outside the College of Cardinals would be good. We need common sense applied to the moral and theological life of the Church–something to correct this serious listing to self-preservation and narcissism.

Universe Today has amazing video footage from many sources of the meteor’s encounter with Russia. This might convince a few doubters it’s a very good idea to track as much space stuff as we possibly can.

Archbishop Robert Carlson has decided to end the fight “to the Supreme Court” to regain control of the renegade St Stanislaus Parish in his see city. This lets stand last March’s ruling, blogged about here.

The tussle began years ago when Archbishop Raymond Burke exerted rightful episcopal authority over a parish that refused to budge. The community grew more obstinate as ecclesiastical and secular resources were put in play.

I confess that I don’t see the logic for the Church to pursue an ecclesiastical end in a secular court. They could have won this in court, but that wouldn’t likely lasso the believers back into the fold. The community would just find another place to celebrate Mass and stake their position outside the institutional Church.

St Stanislaus will now need to find a mission and focus other than fighting for its economic survival. That may be harder to do now that the archdiocese has dropped its gloves at ringside and gone home.

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