Karl Krabbe and Boris Bouche, partners, explorers, interstellar chancers, don't care much for the law. They don't care much for anything - except profit. Their staff bondman nuclear engineer Roncie Northrop doesn't care much about anything either, except that he's already tried to abscond from the control of the rapacious and illegally operating pair once.
When K&B's exploration ship comes upon the small planet Tenacity, they see a good business opportunity. Tenacity is waterless, a desert planet. But it had water once, and they realize that with some adroit but spectacular geological engineering it can be given its oceans back. That suits the dominant lobster-like Tlixix fine. They are tired of living like aliens in their domed refuges. Of course, the numerous intelligent species which have evolved since the great dehydration will perish, but so what? As for Roncie, whose part in the project is crucial, he doesn't like it much, but what can he do? He's only a bondman.
Krabbe and Bouche strike a deal, and business is business...
Barrington J. Bayley published work principally under his own name but also using the pseudonyms ofAlan Aumbry, Michael Barrington (with Michael Moorcock), John Diamond and P.F. Woods.
Bayley was born in Birmingham and educated in Newport, Shropshire. He worked in a number of jobs before joining the Royal Air Force in 1955; his first published story, "Combat's End", had seen print the year before in UK-only publication Vargo Statten Magazine.
During the 1960s, Bayley's short stories featured regularly in New Worlds magazine and later in its successor, the paperback anthologies of the same name. He became friends with New Worlds editor Michael Moorcock, who largely instigated science fiction's New Wave movement. Bayley himself was part of the movement.
Bayley's first book, Star Virus, was followed by more than a dozen other novels; his downbeat, gloomy approach to novel writing has been cited as influential on the works of M. John Harrison, Brian Stableford and Bruce Sterling.
4 stars if you are in the mood for a vivid and fast-paced sf novel by a very inventive mind. Less philosophical content than some of Bayley's other novels. Rather a grim picture of human greed.
A quick read that pulls no punches and gets straight to the point, The Great Hydration is an allegorical tale of the destructive nature of free-market capitalism. There’s plenty of action, some fairly light-touch humour and more than a few knowing nods to a couple of well-known US sci-fi pioneers. There is little of the lyrical psychedelia and infernal scenarios for which Bayley’s early work is renowned and overall the effect is more thoughtful than disquieting. Nevertheless, this slim volume provides a refreshing aside from the ubiquitous Noir that has dominated genre fiction for so long. Not Bayley’s best but enjoyable nonetheless.