By Aldous Huxley
A book published in 1932 with an outlook to a future, that is, unfortunately, not too different from our times. Perhaps not biologically, though the advances mentioned in the book in regard to that technology are no doubt here. But the consumerism aspect is spot on. Clothes that fall apart so you'd buy new ones all the time? A drug to make you happy without side effects? (well, we're still working on that). I liked the idea of worshipping Ford and his factory mentality. I didn't find this book to be beautifully written, or that I could easilly get lost or immersed in the new world, but it did offer some insights and made me laugh at times.
Link to book.