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This is a satirical novel about race and America, using tech companies but specifically the sales side as as its lens. If I had to be cute about it I would say it's like Sorry to Bother You meets American Psycho.

It's genuinely funny and thought-provoking in parts, and made me cringe (in a bad way) in others. I think the author's pen is its sharpest when he's depicting startup life and its intersections with race. I've been the only non-white person in the room in many, many startup meetings and offices. Askaripour doesn't quite push things into the magical realist sci fi of Sorry to Bother You -- instead he takes things right up to the edge of absurdity, but not over it. Ultimately all the racism he depicts from the well-meaning and clueless to the consciously vindictive is stuff that I've witnessed first-hand. I have been in the office when "Fuck the Police" comes on over the speakers during the Friday afternoon wind-down and white guys forcefully rap along and make sure to enunciate the N-word extra EXTRA loudly. I have been in conversations where white guys go on and on about the "culture fit" of a perfectly good job candidate. I have been in arguments with engineers who playfully advocate for eugenics. There is an office "prank" described early in the book involving paint that might seem too mean-spirited and too overtly racist in its symbolism to happen in real life, but, frankly... I would believe it if someone told me it happened to them.

Those are the great parts. The cringey parts, for me, were where I felt I had accidentally wandered into a (very smart) book for teenagers, full of melodrama and lessons that are wrapped up maybe a little too neatly for the reader. I was also never sure about the book's conceit of the occasional fourth-wall breaking bit where the narrator interrupts the story to give us a little bit of business advice. Sometimes it worked well, sometimes I rolled my eyes.

I'm also not sure of where I think the book ultimately lands in terms of what it has to say overall. As I said above I think it's great at depicting many of the problems in the startup world. I'm not sure I'm sold on the book's third act where it tries to do something about it. The book seems to be pretty solidly focused on Blackness but by the third act seems to talk more about issues facing all people of color, and I'm not sure if that was an intentional "wrong turn" taken by the main character or if it's trying to say something (though not sure what, given how it all ends) about the necessity or possibility of cross-racial solidarity-building. Although I suppose I was just complaining that the lessons were sometimes a little too neatly wrapped up, so I guess this is an example of that not being the case! I would give this book like.... 4.5 stars, but I'm second-guessing as to whether it's my shortcomings as a reader moreso than the author's shortcomings as a writer.

Ultimately this book passes the main test of what I want from any story I'm told: I'm going to be thinking about it long, long after today. I would certainly recommend it, especially if you've ever worked in tech and looked around and thought, "This is fucking insane."

This was... okay. It's a travelogue of an Englishman in Iran in 1953. I have a specific interest in this period because it's when my father was a child in Iran, so it aligns to some extent with the stories of Iran I grew up with. Even so I found the book a bit of a mixed bag, sometimes incredibly tedious and other times insightful or laugh out loud funny.

The author is of course a clueless English traveler. I'd say he is about 50% aware of his status as such. There are some times when he talks about his own behavior in Iran that I think "wow what an asshole", though mostly he comports himself well and has reasonable empathy for the people he encounters.

The best part of the book is the very detailed depiction of a single tea house in Isfahan and its regulars. This makes up only about 10% of the book but is a huge highlight.

I also found the times when he touched on politics really interesting. 1953 is just a few years after the CIA backed coup against the democratically elected Prime Minister, which installed Reza Shah as the monarchic (and American allied) ruler. It's really interesting to see some of the "deeply religious" anti-shah sentiment he encounters in his travels from the vantage of the present, knowing that the Islamic Revolution would come 25 years later.

His descriptions of bargaining in the bazaars are also good, and are true to the tales I've heard (and also match my experiences in other middle eastern countries).

There's too much description (I think) of how hard it is to get around. There are descriptions of Persian history that are filtered through random "scholars" he met that are dubious or outright false. I also am personally offended that he didn't find chelo kebab to be particularly good or bad!!!

Anyway, I don't regret reading this but I feel like I could have loved it a lot more.

I had no idea what to expect when I went into Ninefox Gambit, and it was extraordinarily confusing for the first... 100 pages or so. The book begins in media res during a big future/magic infantry battle except the magic might be high-level mathematics? In the first 20 pages alone are going to be puzzling your way through deliberately alien concepts like "calendrical rot" and "linearizable force multiplier formations" and "threshold winnowers". These aren't presented a friendly, "here's a new word, we will explain it now, or at least provide some context way." They are presented as things everyone takes for granted, and if you're lucky, in the next 20 or 50 pages you will gather enough contextual knowledge to piece together what they actually mean in the world of the book.

That could all be a really bad thing, but ultimately it ended up being kind of like a fun puzzle.

Ninefox Gambit (and the following two books in the Machineries of Empire trilogy) ultimately pays off all the weird math/magic stuff. It ends up being an extremely powerful metaphor for the systems that underlay all imperial powers. It's kind of like LeGuin's "The Ones Who Walk Away From Omelas", but writ large as a space opera. I give this book four stars, though I would give the series as a whole five? The series as a whole is greater than the sum of its parts, and I like the first book more in retrospect having read the next two books in the series.