These pulp space operas are fun. Ignore the science, root for the characters. The protagonist here, Don Grange, shares his internal worries and struggles with us. I am pulling for him to stay on the same upward trend of beating whatever challenge is put in front of him.
But this book disturbs me. Hey, it's imaginary, right? The aliens are made up, not people or anything. But two things happen in this book that seem like they set the good guys up for some serious karma correction later.
They might completely wipe out one set of aliens. If a species makes you mad, it's normal to want to hit back. But with great power comes great responsibility, Clark. You must use your powers for good, never for evil. Genocide in a space opera doesn't bother me. But this time it does. There are lots of other species who are just as undependable, disloyal, looking for advantage, and ready to knife you in the back or the front. Space-based bombardment of a civilian population on a planet is a choice, I say. And one not to be taken lightly. And after you do it, your friends will never look at you the same. The Torrians probably have plenty of other people elsewhere, but their homeworld gets sent to the ER.
And that's not all. The only Milgari birthing center is also destroyed. They must have killed about a brazilian embryos, and little kids. Presumably the Milgari can reproduce "the old fashioned way." But when they find out, won't they feel like reconsidering their alliance with the Humans? Isn't this the kind of thing that is really hard to apologize for? "Um, we didn't know that you guys would ever be worth saving. Sorry"
Having these events kind of puts a dark vein into the series for me. I want my buddy Don Grange to think farther into the future, as he does with so many other cases, and as Knog does in the follow-on OMEGA series.
I'm going to read them all, they're too much fun. But I'm just not ready to cheer for our side when we tear up a nursery and bomb the civilians. Hey guys, next time let's do better!