It seems like the author may well fit this description, too.
I'm assuming that they have been marketed and sold in such a targeted way that virtually only the target audience, of technically minded ASD (autistic spectrum) male sci-fi fans have generally bought them (including me, I guess).
I'm a little puzzled why these are reviewed so highly. Also, I don't have the interest to read any more, for the reasons below. But I'm going to treat the first 3 as a stand alone trilogy, seeing as they round off the plot arcs at the end of the third. I know there's now a forth book in the series, "Heaven's River". These were easy reading sci-fi and they can't have been that bad, given that I read all three consecutively. Each Bob has his own mission, and one spends a lot of time watching a sentient species on a planet - that was probably my favorite section." We are Legion" (book 1), " For We Are Many" (book 2), " All The Worlds" (book 3). And his interactions with the other Bobs cracked me up. After recently reading Bill Bryson’s The Body, I know that the brain makes up a picture of reality for us based on various sensory inputs, so it really didn’t seem too far-fetched. I enjoyed watching Bob create VR in order to make himself feel more human. “It blew me away that almost two hundred years after Shatner first famously didn’t actually say, “Beam me up, Scotty,” people still knew Star Trek. It’s really a very funny book, with a lot of Star Trek references: But the fun part here is watching Bob figure out how to replicate himself, creating more probes “manned” by other Bobs. There’s a plot involving the conservative right wing government which has taken over the United States, and how they attempt to control Bob as a weapon against other governments. He’s put in charge of a project: controlling a probe sent into space to find habitable planets. Much to his surprise, after getting hit by a car, he finds himself reanimated in the future as a computer program - in a world where such people (replicants) have no rights at all. The minister’s offhand reference to me as ‘it’ and ‘replicant’ had stung at a level I was just now starting to appreciate.”īob, who’s never really liked people all that much, agrees to have his head frozen in the event of his death. A human, regardless of their opinion on the subject, could depend on being a human. Was I conscious? Could I actually consider myself to be alive? And was I still Bob? Philosophers had been going on and on about this type of thing for centuries, but now, for me, it was personal. We Are Legion (We Are Bob) caught my eye while on sale at Audible, and it really was a fun (and very geeky) read. I don’t read a ton of science fiction these days, but every once in a while something catches my eye.
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