Ever have one of those days where you're reading the precise book you should be avoiding at all costs in your current situation? The last time it happened to me, I'd been unemployed for several months, despairing whether I'd get a decent job again. Naturally I was reading Jack Womack's Random Acts of Senseless Violence
, in which the protagonist's parents lose their jobs (and her sister goes catatonic, and there's a constant backdrop of gang violence, outbreaks of tuberculosis, Presidential assassinations and riots).
So I'm nervous because I'm depressed (or suffering from some sort of anxiety syndrome) and don't have time to see a shrink, work is piling up and we're understaffed, the economy doesn't look to pick up anytime soon, we might be going to war in early 2003 and everything seems to be hitting at once. So what do I pick? John Brunner's Shockwave Rider
, all about the race to do things faster and faster without regard for the human cost. Ah well, it's a relatively happy book compared to, say, The Sheep Look Up
. But I don't think I'll be playing much Joy Division anytime soon, just to be on the safe side.