A heatwave grips the Indian subcontinent, pushing temperatures to the 35 degree wet bulb threshold - 35 degrees celsius with 100 percent relative humidity. The point at which humans can no longer physically cool themselves and instead begin dying of hypothermia. As the electrical grid is pushed to the limit by the masses running air conditioning across the subtropical plains, thousands of infants and elderly succumb to the heat. When the power grid ultimately fails, millions more follow. This is the opening scene of Kim Stanely Robinson’s The Ministry for the Future. I made the mistake of opening the book at ten on a weeknight. I was so horrified by the plausibility of the tragedy, I didn’t stop reading until two the following morning. I needed resolution and hope delivered with the same amount of plausibility. Robinson doesn’t disappoint. While the horror of the climate crisis is manmade, so too are the solutions detailed over the decades following the Indian heatwave. Playing a role in the matter is the eponymous Ministry for the Future whose job is to protect the generations yet to be born by pursuing scientific, legal, and technological recourse against the forces destroying their future. While the plots and interpersonal relationships of the flat characters may drag, Robinson shines when detailing the possible solutions to the crisis in which all of humanity has found itself.