Book review: The World Jones Made by Philip K. Dick

 

The World Jones Made by PKD (second read)

199 pages, Paperback

First published March 1, 1956, Ace Books.

My 2018 review: 

So in 1956, in his second novel, PKD felt the need to make the point that Hitler was bad. There is also a story about eugenics and bred for Venus test-tube babies, a society based on relativism, a circus with sex-changing performers, and lots more. Crazy considering it was released the same year that Elvis had his first hit single. If you want to get my review, you'll have to listen to the third episode of Dickheads:

The 2018 DHP episode on Soundcloud

The same episode on Apple podcasts 

2026 Re-read:  

When we first started the podcast, I wasn’t as serious about it as I am now. When I read The World Jones Made in 2018, I got it from the library. A couple of books in I started highlighting the books, writing notes in the margins, and now I have an almost complete collection researched like that. I needed to get my own copy and highlight it for my complete collection.  I needed my copy to be dog-eared and marked up with a Yellow highlighter, and, much like my Solar Lottery re-read, it was a totally different experience. Since the podcast, I have re-read about ten of the novels a second or third time, and it always highlights deeper levels.

I was a novice Dickheads early in the journey when we recorded the first episode, and I barely knew anything about Phil, his life, and process. You can hear my thoughts on it in the links above.

Now I have consumed almost all his novels for the podcast, read almost 20 books about him,  I have worked on two Non-fiction PKD books of my own, visited his houses, and become an expert in his formula, which this novel was an early attempt at. So reading The World Jones Made this time was a very, very different experience.

This was Phil's second published he had written more than half a dozen at the time, written only a decade after WW II and heavy on the thing of “Nazis bad” this is a strange novel about a mutant pre-cog mutant who starts a movement, and has lots of really strange world building bits, from a post nuclear mutant freakshow/ circus, Sex changing dancers, Religons that worship pre-cogs, Venus test-tube babies, astronauts training in micro realities, weird drifter pollen like aliens (that are an awkward stand-in for Jews), there is enough weird ideas to populate four novels. 

The first chapter is terribly written with info-dumpy dialogue that had me worried, I was like, oh shit. This is gonna suck. One mutant reminds another, “We’re superior mutants, remember?” The quality of the book improved almost instantly after that chapter. I started to wonder if editor Don Wollheim didn’t rewrite some of those first pages; they didn’t read right. 

Pre-cogs were on his mind he finished this novel and the novella Minority the same month in December 1954. Floyd Jones is more than a pre-cog, but it is often misunderstood by the characters in the book and readers who think he is a fortune teller or sees the future. “After all, fortunetelling was ninety-nine percent showmanship and the rest shrewd guesswork”

No guesswork, but he doesn’t “see” the future; he exists both in the present and one year ahead. I didn’t understand the first time that he was not seeing the future he was living it. It was painful, hard to deal with. What he sees is limited, but enough that it gives him power in this world that is trying to rebuild. This was PKD’s first attempt to run various plotlines and multiple POVS.  He wanted even more, as he said in a letter. “Originally, the MS was much longer. ACE agreed to publish it if I'd cut it. I cut out the mutant-thread entirely”

 You can see elements of the PKD Formula (as he laid it out in a 1964 letter to fellow SF writer Ron Goulart in how the novel has three themes, two levels, and ends with a human act. Jones fits the formula's ideas of a protag, but the novel doesn’t open on a clear subhuman.

From his typewriter in the dining room of the Francisco Street house in Berkley PKD was not shy about adding his political opinions.

“To me, the spectacle of demagogues sending millions of people to their deaths, wrecking the world with holy wars and bloodshed, tearing down whole nations to put over some religious or political ‘truth’ is—” He shrugged. “Obscene. Filthy. Communism, Fascism, Zionism—they’re the opinions of absolutist individuals forced on whole continents. And it has nothing to do with the sincerity of the leader. Or the followers. The fact that they believe it makes it even more obscene. The fact that they could kill each other and die voluntarily over meaningless verbalisms . . .” 

While PKD is clearly not aligning with the right or left, he was bothered when Thomas Disch, around this time, called him a Marxist. The only ideology that gets a target here is Nazism.

While not a perfect entry in the PKD canon, this one is entertaining, thought-provoking, and weird. While I like the earlier Solar Lottery better, this one feels more PKD.