I think Crichton's next book should be Chicken Soup for the Neocon Soul.
And if he doesn't write it I will, as a parody. The first chapter will be about a logging company whose owner logs the last stand of old growth redwoods, in defiance of environmentalists. He has horrible pangs of guilt, but recovers finally when he realizes he has made enough money to send his cute blonde daughter to the best finishing school in the country, in a new Ferrari. The moral of the story: God helps those who help themselves. Heartwarming, isn't it?
I think it could be a best seller.
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