There was a review of this book in the weekend Guardian that opens with this paragraph:"Coming to a forest clearing, a monkey sees a tasty banana in a jar. He reaches in and grabs it, but then finds himself unable to extricate both his hand and the fruit. Rather than abandon his prize, the monkey stays there, immobilised, until the humans who set the monkey trap return. This perhaps apocryphal hunting method furnishes the guiding metaphor for the poet and novelist Hamilton-Paterson’s book. We are all that stuck monkey, refusing to let go of the treats of modern civilisation that will surely doom us."The book doesn't sound up to much, but the metaphor on which it is based is powerful: the banana is our addiction to fossil fuels, and we, collectively, are the monkey.
Richard Carter ● 1013d