Alcohol and life on the moon do not mix. It is the morning after the night before, and a number of problems face the staff of the Steve Moore Moonbase. The first lunar wedding was not a success. A visiting Bishop has a ridiculous obsession about how some “Americans” supposedly landed on the moon on 1969 CE. A phenomenal amount of energy is being used to broadcast an insult at the entire populations of Asia, Europe and Africa. And everyone on the moon is going to die. It is not, on the face of it, the best day for handling an unprecedented evolution in metaphysics.
But lunar hangovers are no different to their earth equivalents: no matter how bad things seem, you can always get through them. And everyone is welcome at the first church on the moon.
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“A low-gravity romp through an alternative future, weirdly affecting, and strangely optimistic. As a science fiction satire on the absurdities of the human condition it bears comparison to the best of Kurt Vonnegut or Douglas Adams. I can give it no higher praise than that.” – CJ Stone