i found this pretty whatever. whistle stop tour of why: boring prose, flat world, flat characters, not enough aliens, long but for what, ‘All his life he'd known, starting from the first day his parents had shown him a picture of one in a book’ about turkeys, unpleasant energies, rushed, ambiguities seemed like gaps. made me think of the end of the affair and this one james tiptree jr short story, which respectively do faith/relationship crises and human/alien social clash, and do them better, deeper, darker, quicker.