At the start of the novel the nickel-iron asteroid
“Amalthea” has been docked to Izzy for experiments in
asteroid mining. This asteroid is described as if
“laid to rest on a soccer field, it would have stretched
from one penalty box to the other and completely covered the
center circle.” Well, first of all, this is not the
asteroid
113 Amalthea
of our solar system, which is a much larger rocky main belt
asteroid—46 km in size. Why one would name an asteroid
brought to the space station the same as a very different asteroid
known since 1871 escapes me. Given that the space station does
various maneuvers in the course of the story, I was curious about
the mass of the asteroid. Assuming it is a prolate ellipsoid of
revolution with semi-principal axes of 9.15, 9.15, and 36 metres
(taken from the dimensions of a standard soccer field), its
volume would be 12625 m³ and, assuming the standard
density of 5.32 g/cm³ for metallic asteroids, would have a
mass of 67170 tonnes, which is 1.3 times the mass of the
Titanic. This is around 150 times the present mass of
the International Space Station, so it would make maneuvers,
especially those done later in the book, rather challenging.
I'm not saying it's impossible, because complete details of the
propulsion used aren't given, but it sure looks dodgy, and even more
after the “megaton of propellant” mentioned on p. 493
is delivered to the station.
On p. 365 Izzy is said to be in an orbit “angled at
about fifty-six degrees to the equator”. Not so; its
inclination is 51.6°.
On p. 74 the arklets are said to “draw power from a small,
simple nuclear reactor fueled by isotopes so radioactive that they
would throw off heat, and thereby generate electricity, for a few
decades.” This is describing a
radioisotope
thermoelectric generator, not a nuclear reactor. Such generators are
usually powered by plutonium-238, which has a half-life of 87.7
years. How would such a power source sustain life in the arklets for
the five thousand years of exile in space? Note that after the Hard Rain,
resources to build new nuclear reactors or solar panels would not be
available to residents of the Cloud Ark.
When the
Ymir makes its rendezvous with Izzy, it jettisons its
nuclear reactor to burn up in the Earth's atmosphere. Why would you
discard such an irreplaceable power source? If you're
worried about radiation, place it into a high, stable orbit where it can
be retrieved for use later if needed. Humans could expect no further source
of nuclear fuel for thousands of years.
The differentiation of the races of humanity in the final part of the
novel strikes me as odd and, in a way, almost racist. Now, granted,
genetic manipulation was involved in the creation of these races, but
there seems to be a degree of genetic (with some help from culture)
predestination of behavioural traits which, if attributed to present-day
human races, would exclude one from polite discourse. I think the story
would have been made more interesting if one or more members of these
races was forced by circumstances to transcend their racial stereotypes.
The technology, or lack thereof, in the final part of the book is
curious. Five thousand years have elapsed, and the Cloud Ark population
has recovered to become a multi-racial space-dwelling society of three billion
people, capable of mega-engineering projects humans today can only
dream of, utilising resources of the solar system out to the
Kuiper belt. And yet their technology seems pretty much what we expect
to see within this century, and in some ways inferior to our own. Some
of this is explained by deliberate relinquishment of technology
(“Amistics”, referring to the Amish), but how likely is it
that all races and cultures would agree not to develop certain
technologies, particularly when in conflict with one another?
I loved the “Srap Tasmaner”. You will too, once you figure it
out.
Given that the Moon blew up, why would an advanced spacefaring civilisation
with a multitude of habitats be so interested in returning to a planet,
deep in a gravity well, which might itself blow up some day?