Finished The Demolished Man by Alfred Bester this weekend. Another excellent book, I thoroughly enjoyed reading it. I accidentally also bought it as an audiobook and it just didn't carry across right for the telepathic bits, nor could it I guess. Stick to paper for this one. It made me think, they really don't write them like this anymore, or if they do, the books can't be doing well. Have we just become much more cynical as a society? Modern writing all seems very dystopian/EvilCorp if you see what I mean. I've also finished my first listen through of The Black Swan by Nicholas Nassim Taleb. It was an interesting book, I've started my second round to try to dig into it. I found it both extremely annoying from the tone of the author (not improved by the narrator!) as well as an interesting journey and collection of anecdotes about the fallibility of how we don't know nearly as much as we think we do; which does not prepare us for unexpected things happening, which happen a lot more often and have a lot more impact than we recognise. Now onto Children of Time by Adrian Tchaikovsky.