A review by dr_ju
The Deceivers by Alfred Bester

4.0

Lewis, Joyce and Vaughan are having a brainstorm. Bester is taking notes. Grandma Moses is drinking a cup of GABA. I can guess the OCA2 and HERC2 of your eyes, they're tyrosining. The cat leaps over the table into the hourglass and the four whoresmen of apocalypse are playing poker. If I had some CCGATTTTTCATTTTTTGATGTTAGAATGATTGATAGGTTTGAGTTTGAAAGATTGGAATATAAGTATTTATCTGCTTTTATGCCTTAT to show you'd know that
Ski-bi dibby dib yo da dub dub
Yo da dub dub
Ski-bi dibby dib yo da dub dub
Yo da dub dub
Herschel is oddly interested in Uranus, bikinis and dentists. "you're always thinking' 'it's my only vice". Sometimes I sniff the dust between two moments, it gives me the jinkies. Bester is fighting a victorian judge over a circumcised dildo gavel, and I am fairly satisfied with this book.

L.E. I need to re-read this.