I was really really really disappointed by this book. (It's been a while now, so I don't remember all the details, so I'm doing my best here.)
The only character I had any interest in was the Jewish jeweler.
The book itself seemed pretty aimless. Things happened, then other things happened. Then the book ended.
In a way, it seemed that it was written too close to WWII, or perhaps PKD had some really bad personal experiences with WWII. Nearly every character seemed to have a deep racial hatred going on.
Also, the book within the book seemed like an ego thing for PKD: "Hey, books can change the world! I'm so cool!"
The only good thing I have to say about this book was that it came with three other stories by PKD. I read "Ubik" after I was done with this, and it was a refreshing mind clearer.
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