Return to quaddiespace

Sep. 17th, 2025 09:20 am
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September’s installment of the Vorkosigan Saga, Diplomatic Immunity, brings us back to our titular Vorkosigans, and specifically to Miles and Ekaterin. The two are on their way back to Barrayar after their honeymoon, scheduled to get back just in time for the birth of their first two children, who have been incubating in uterine replicators at Vorkosigan House. The last leg of their trip is unfortunately interrupted by a request from Emperor Gregor that Miles use his Auditor powers to investigate and de-escalate a situation in Quaddiespace that involves an impounded Komarran cargo ship, its Barrayaran military escort, and vague rumblings of discontent from the Cetagandans.

This book is a little on the shorter end compared to some of the other Miles adventures, but about middling for the series overall, clocking in at about 300 pages and change. It fits in an enormous amount of intrigue, though. Bujold doesn’t insult our intelligence at this point by dicking around pretending that the various crises that Miles is dropped into–the mysterious disappearance of Lieutenant Solian, the bigoted busting-up of Ensign Corbeau’s romance with the quaddie dancer Garnet Five, the upset Komarrans, the rumors of upset Cetagandans–are all going to be separate crises. I’m pretty sure Miles says something along the lines of “If these aren’t connected, I’ll eat my Auditor’s chain” sometime around his first round of interviews at Graf Station. The question was always going to be how they were connected, and the structure here is competence porn at its most engaging–Miles finds answers thick and fast, because he is good at his job, and many of the people around him are also good at their jobs, but the real story is sufficiently weird that the first several rounds of finding clues and answers and reliable witnesses and all that good stuff just makes things more confusing, and by the time the key real story is unearthed from under several layers of other seemingly contradictory stories, everyone is in deep enough shit that it will take all of Miles’ already-taxed cleverness to dig them back out again–and to do it fast enough to fend off war breaking out in an entirely other area of space.

We also get a nicely balanced blend of interesting new characters and cameos from old favorites–Bel Thorne pops back up as a fairly major character, and its quaddie girlfriend Nicol also cameos a few times. We also have an interesting reunion with the Cetagandan lady the haut Pel, although to even mention that she turns up again already feels like a massive spoiler. The best new character also doesn’t really turn up until the end, so I also feel like I shouldn’t talk about him much, but I will say that after his ordeals I hope Guppy gets everything in life that he wants and possibly even things it had never occurred to him to want (like maybe some peace and quiet).

Anyway, this is just a really good solid murder mystery in space, and I’m once again very glad that I’m doing this reading project. It’s consistently the highlight of my month.

Oh, the dreadful wind and rain

Sep. 7th, 2025 06:53 pm
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The last Eric Jay Dolin installment in my Year of Erics was A Furious Sky: The Five-Hundred-Year History of America’s Hurricanes. The continent of North America has of course been dealing with hurricanes for a hell of a lot longer than that, but there appears to be little written history about hurricanes before the arrival of the Spanish, so the stories about individual storms start there.

Dolin takes us through the advancement of our understanding of what hurricanes are and how to survive them, starting with Native knowledge of the signs of impending hurricanes, and moving through the alternating periods of advancement and stagnation in meteorology over the past few centuries. We learn about which of the Founding Fathers were into meteorology (mainly Ben Franklin and Thomas Jefferson) and what features of hurricanes they noticed. We learn about an absolutely epic ego fight between two meteorologists with different theories of the shape and direction of hurricane winds, which was very funny to read about as the guy with the losing theory got increasingly unhinged about it (we now know that they were each right about different things, but one guy was still obviously right-er than the other about the shape the winds made). We get to learn about how the development of communications technology helped move meteorology along, as weather observers could share notes from different locations in real-time, and the establishment of the earliest version of the National Weather Service–which began its tenure somewhat ignominiously as the Signal Service within the Department of War, on the faulty reasoning that military people would just always do stuff better and sharper, before it got moved to Agriculture as the civilian Weather Bureau.

From there we trace the further establishment of hurricane forecasting infrastructure, from computer models to Hurricane Hunter planes. It’s all very cool, except for that period when American meteorologists were too stuck-up to listen to the Cuban weather forecasters, even though Cuba was way ahead of the US on that kind of thing, and were punished for their racist hubris in ways that actually mostly just punished a bunch of regular people living in the path of the next big hurricane. But the advancements, when people deigned to make use of them, were pretty interesting.

When we get into the modern era we get a lot more info on each individual hurricane, like their exact paths and strength, how much damage they caused, how many people they killed directly and indirectly, and the disaster response afterwards. We learn about the worst natural disaster in U.S. history, the big hurricane that wiped out Galveston, Texas in 1900. We also learn about the most expensive hurricane in U.S. history, Hurricane Katrina. We also learn about the rather bizarre process by which we stopped naming hurricanes things like “The Great Hurricane of [Year]” and started naming them shit like “Andrew.” The final chapter of the book is the “Rogue’s Gallery,” which is basically just a highlight reel of all the worst hurricanes that have hit the U.S. since we started giving them people names.

If this sounds like a real grab bag of stuff… it actually holds together fairly well, I think! It’s pretty chronological so you really get to see how the forecasting and disaster response capabilities build over time. I recommend reading it when it’s raining out (but not too stormy).

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