I'm not massively fond of right-wing nutters or war criminals.

I'm still bothered by the threat of nuclear war.

Nightside, cities glistened in chains, and a spray of tinkertoy habitats girdled the planet. Gossamer starbridges reached from the equator towards orbit.

But beyond a certain scale vast was simply vast.

I'm not a morning person: I can't function until I've had a coffee - or several.

A city's only ever three hot meals away from anarchy.