New Kashubian involuntary colonist Mickolai Derdowski has been sentenced to death -- or he can go into the army instead. Unsurprisingly, he opts for the latter, and becomes a Tank Observer, spending most of his time inside a VR "coffin" inside his tank. But he is only halfway through his VR training when he gets sent to the frontline -- where death is for real.
There are some potentially nice elements in this -- the weird Kashubian planet of gold, the VR Dream World, the Combat Speed VR college, the whole Heinleinesque chutzpah of the finale. But somehow it doesn't gel for me. The ending is rushed, there's too much of a "tell" rather than "show" style of delivery, and there's way too much adolescent male wish fulfillment fantasy.
Women have smaller brains and fewer brain cells than men...so they're "less likely to be rational"3) Just as things would get interesting (the heroes return with a boatload of goodies for the islanders and we'd get to see culture shock, culture clash etc.) he ends the book.
Blacks keep changing their group name simply for kicks and grins. And "Nigger" isn't a bad word. Isn't it silly to be upset about being called one?.
Pedophiles=Gays ("...are you some sort of unholy pervert that likes to fondle little boys?" says some guy. "I'm no fucking queer!" replies the hero.)
N.O.W. members are all "dykes" (or at least the leadership is) and they may have hairy legs.
Political correctness is literally an attempt at Voodoo: By changing the name of the problem (Gimpy to Crippled to Challenged) liberals hope to change the physical nature of the problem.
-- Steve Parker, November 2000, rec.arts.sf.written