Kan det vara Red Dust av Paul McAuley? Jag kan knappt minnas någon historia nu, men teet med rancid smör har alltid fastnat med mig. Och det finns också yaks.
Five hundred years after the Chinese conquered the Red Planet, the
great work of terraforming is failing. The human-machine Consensus of
Earth had persuaded the AI Emperor to follow the Golden Path into a
vast virtual reality universe, leaving behind an ungoverned planet
swept by hunger riots and the beginnings of civil war.
Enter Wei Lee, a lowly itinerant agricultural technician: rock 'n'
roll fan, dupe, holy fool - and unlikely Messiah. After stumbling on
an anarchist pilot hiding near the wreckage of her spacecraft, he's
drawn into a revolutionary plot that has been spinning for decades.
With the help of a ghost, the broadcasts of the King of the Cats, a
Yankee yak herder, and a little Girl God, Lee travels across the
badlands, swampy waterways and vast dust seas to a showdown at the
summit of the biggest volcano in the Solar System. Not even the
God-like Consensus can predict the outcome of his struggle to define
his own destiny . . .