COMMENTARY ON TERRY PRATCHETT, by CeeViews

I can't think of many authors who've created a whole universe as diverse yet unified as Terry's Pratchett's DISCWORLD. Larry Niven's KNOWN UNIVERSE, Jane Austen's witty and impoverished England, and Wodehouse's goofy and gentle one, are several which come to mind. The DISCWORLD is a flat circular planet carried on the back of four elephants who stand on the back of the turtle, an Indian legend Pratchhett has taken and run with.

Dozens of books define a DISWORLD of generally medieval technology whose greatest and sleaziest city is ANKH-MORPORK. The growth of the city's police force, mail service, long distance communications, and banking raises the city from medieval to modern, a development which pleases the Patrician, its dictator. The city has a diverse population of many species. The dwarfs and trolls are welcome if they can control their hereditary enmity, and the vampires if they've taken the Black Ribbon Pledge of Temperance.

Ancient guilds include the Thieves, where one can pay a yearly fee not to be robbed, and the Assassins, an elite school with a fine education, and incidentally training in dealing death. Swamp dragons, jingoism, a military regiment of women in disguise, many odd religions, and ANKH-MORPORK's scruffy City Watch flesh out this universe. There are fat, lazy urban wizards and their counterparts, cantankerous rural witches. And then there's DEATH, a character who makes appearances in every book and is the focus of several. DEATH, who speaks only in capital letters, is fascinated by the humans he has to harvest, and tries, in his bizarre and tragic way, to understand them.

The DISCWORLD is one of humor, wit, and wise reflections on our own society without being a fantasy reproduction of it. Terry Pratchett is much more fun than Larry Niven, has as much observation of social situations as Jane Austen, and is much worldlier than Wodehouse. Long may his wit flourish and thrive.