Unpacking after one of Lewis's infrequent shopping expeditions was an adventure. Lewis had a theory that there was something secretly crafty about bar-codes, that They were tracking each bar-coded item and compiling vast lists for a purpose made even more sinister and terrifying by being entirely unknown.— from Europe in Autumn, by Dave Hutchinson.
I can't recall where I heard about this book. I'm sure it was an end-of-year roundup, that may have mentioned this review at Pechorin's Journal.
I'm finding Europe in Autumn to be immensely enjoyable. A sci-fi thriller set in the not-too-distant future (about twenty years after Scotland separates), I'm still waiting for the more conventionally science-fictional aspects to kick. But it's a well imagined world of countless independent polities, and thus borders and bureaucracies and the rebel heroes that run counter to them.
I occasionally get lost in the action, but I'm appreciating Hutchinson's ease and wit.
But of course Lewis is right.