Hobo Signs

Autorentext

Climate change is a boatload of issues for me. It started as a curiosity for me in the mid-eighties. I found myself continually drawn to research showing the negative feedback loops were falling away, while the positive feedback loops remained and in some cases intensifying. Trained as a biologist, I became increasingly concerned, about the potential negative side effects that excessive Greenhouse Gases (GHGs) would have on humans. Then it became obvious that we weren't giving human induced climate change the proper priority in our national agenda. In fact, certain interests were downplaying the event. And that is my first issue with human forcing of the radiative balance: What kind of dirtbags fight the facts to line their pockets--with the misery of others? I found out. Of course that also meant I had to give up my status as a Silicon Valley playboy. Do you have any idea how pissed I was to go from yuppie to earth muffin? Then there was that slap on the side of the face that said I had just fallen off the turnip truck: My first book, "The Galileo Syndrome.," published by Canopy Publishing hit the market in 2004. Foolishly, I thought "The Galileo Syndrome" would make a difference by adding clarity and intelligence to the climate debate. Heck, it was used as a college textbook on environmental philosophy... Ah, so what? The madness of economic inertia drowning important information--and my book--prompted my second book, "The Dialogues of Sancho and Quixote." A satire about crazy people debating environmental topics. My third book, "The Fires of Home," centers on the tipping point and how excess retained energy, by the planet, can irrevocably alter the human experience. Somehow there had to be a way to appeal the humanity of dirtbags. Nope. My forth book "The Dirties" expands into the problems of over population while keeping true to the series. Did you know in some quarters human forcing of the climate is considered a population problem--so a decreased population due to the changing climate isn't a problem. It is a solution! And so ended my notion of appealing to their humanity. The books contain a bit of dark humor. Okay, maybe a lot of it. Then came my blog, "The Climatebull" You really need to read it. It's funny, poignant, and to the point--as in a spear. A transplanted New Yorker (so that's where the attitude comes from), I have lived and worked in Europe and on both coasts.

Klappentext

Remold Jaka has created the ultimate game. Called the Wholack Game, it is considered a heaven. A place where nothing can be denied and everything can be had. A game so immersive it changes the face of human endeavor. Society has become a place where every right has been privatized, and every service has a cost, there is no right or wrong. Everyone is born an outlaw. The impacts of law, the enforcement of justice, equal rights, medical care, fire protection, food, water, and everything else are moneymaking schemes to enter the nirvana of The Wholack Game. Everything costs because everyone wants to get into the game called Wholack. For those that risk and lose it all--and con no longer afford a basic human rights package--there is FairGame. A set of parks where the only law is survival and the reaches of civilization stop at its boundaries. Even the Hunters that enter the FairGame preserves have no law to protect them. The Hobos certainly do not. The closest entities to law are the FairGame Administrators. A deadly job, it has only one advantage: a quick route to wealth, to Wholack. Remold is a man caught in success, a fool. He cannot assist the forces that seek to end the game, nor can he cope with the wreck of civilization that exists on Earth. Ending the game would put over a billion people back onto a planet that is more jungle than home. Hobo Signs is the final book of a series that began with The Galileo Syndrome, continued with The Fires of Home and flowed into The Dirties. The structure of this set is edgy. In every way, "Hobo Signs" is the tether for the other three books. Read it first. It is a very satisfying book because... Perhaps it is all not as pointless as it once appeared.