FLOW MY TEARS, THE POLICEMAN SAID is a drug induced romp through a future that has already happened. Or is it?
[...] dope, he thought. You can always tell when it hits you but never when it unhits, if it ever does. It impairs you forever or so you think so; you can't be sure. Maybe it never leaves. And they say, Hey man, your brain's burned out, and you say, maybe so. You can't be sure and you can't be not sure."
I have read other Philip K. Dick works and FLOW MY TEARS had been on my "to be read" list for years. I finally bought it just prior to a business trip that would include a half-dozen airport hours. The main (anti-hero) character, Jason Taverner, is everyman and no-man. As anyone familiar with Dick knows, he was ahead of his time, in the company of Heinlein, Bradbury, and Asimov. This story, with its "Police State" setting, is suddenly current and relevant to 2006. A quick and easy read on the surface, if consumed cerebrally, the twists and machinations that Dick works into the "two" worlds, reveal a startlingly philosophical look at what constitutes identity and reality.