Wheeler’s book is an angry one. It should be. We should be sticking our heads out our windows and, like Howard Beale in the 1976 film Network, shouting, “I’m mad as hell and I’m not going to take it anymore.”
The present keeps catching up to the near-future that Tim Maughan presents with insight, empathy, and skill in Infinite Detail, and yet that near-future remains just out of reach up ahead even as it seems closer than ever before.
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