There's a big war going on in Consider Phlebas, and various individuals and groups manage to influence its outcome. But even being able to do that doesn't ultimately change things very much. At the book's end, I have a section pointing this out by telling what happened after the war, which was an attempt to pose the question, 'What was it all for?' I guess this approach has to do with my reacting to the cliche of SF's 'lone protagonist.' You know, this idea that a single individual can determine the direction of entire civilizations. It's very, very hard for a lone person to do that. And it sets you thinking what différence, if any, it would have made if Jesus Christ, or Karl Marx or Charles Darwin had never been. We just don't know. Entretien publié en ligne sur un site allemand.
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