Moving Mars

What a great read. You begin with a story, a psychology, an idiology and think, this book does a good job of understanding the human condition(s). Then the (red) rabbit hole deepens and you are taken into a science of scale that is wonderous and frightening. The results of which create the mess and subsequent liberation of Mars.

I was truly enthralled the whole time. This book in itself could have been broken up into a few volumes and a number of tributaries to let you know more of the people, politic, science, or any such other things but it wasn't. It's not a weakness of the book but just an annotation. What is delivered is broad; like a sinewave deep in some places, shallow in others but understood nearly completely.

It makes me grin in hindsight at the other books to this point. You could read these backwards and be easily as forward. Mars -> Moon -> Earth or Earth -> Moon -> Mars, it really doesn't matter. Funny that way.

Good read all around!

1) ''I had never been very comfortable with large ideas---astrophysics, areology, all seemed cavernous and dismal compared to the bright briefness of human history. In my studies I focused on the intricacies of politics and culture, human interaction; Charles I think preferred the wide-open territories of nature without humanity.''

2) '''Earth is really something,' Orianna said with a wonderfully languid blink. 'I see it a lot more clearly now that I've been to Mars.'''

3) ''The Moon hung clean silver beside the Earth's lapis and quartz. There is no more beautiful a world in the Solar System than Earth. I might have been looking down on the planet billions of years ago. Even the faint sparks of tethered platforms around the equator, sucking electric power from the Mother's magnetic field, could not remove my sense of awe; here was where it all began.''

4) '''The Republic is still under threat, perhaps a greater threat than ever before. This Solar System is fatal. It's fatal for Mars. Ask Charles to explain. Everything is out of balance. We have used fear to fight the effects of terror. Listen: we're lambs, you and I. We're expendable for the greater good.
I don't mean our lives, honey. I mean our souls.'''