I am not at the top of my review game today which is a shame, because I would like to explain effortlessly and with admirable simplicity why this book was so effective but I cannot. It had the self-enclosed dryness, wide-eyed admiration for physics, and obsession with interpersonal relationships of a Pynchon novel, but without any of the flaccid cruel paranoid backsliding maleness. It’s pro-women! Pro-chaos! I like it, too, because it is a treatise on how much individual effort generally matters to society (not at all, except sometimes by accident) versus how much it matters to ourselves (more than anything, especially when it is not taken for granted). We are all beholden to chaos systems, and Willis shows the human joy in that without dumbing it down or worse, suggesting that dumb people are actually smart in their own way. Decide what matters! Create new realities! Keep an eye out for the sheep who is a little hungrier than the rest!