Malcolm Jameson is one of the O.G.'s from the golden age of a science fiction.
In this collection of six stories, we find the space patrol man John Bullard in different stages in his career, from a newly recruited greenhorn, to an acting admiral of the fleet. I found the first two, "Admiral's Inspection" and "White Mutiny" the most interesting, ironically, because they were the least science-fictiony of the bunch, and seem to be heavily drawing from the author's own experience in the American navy. As such, the fact that they're set on a uranium-powered rocketship in space almost takes the backseat, as we learn about the regulations and protocols and customs of life on a naval ship, the group dynamics and camaraderie of the corps, and the difference between a rules-lawyering bad captain and a leader who truly inspires men.
Reading this right after Glynn Stewart was eye-opening in a way. I previously had difficulty putting into words what exactly I found lacking with Stewart's writing and particularly the way he portrayed military characters. On the surface he's done his research and can more or less accurately describe the rank and division of a believable space navy, as well as all the salutes and uniforms and protocols of person-to-person interaction in such a setting, but in the end it feels abstract and impersonal, like it's written by someone who knows the theory, but lacks the personal experience. In Jameson's writing we can see the knowing observations of someone who not only knows the letter of the rules, but all the small ways in which the said rules get sidestepped and broken day-to-day as nothing on the ground works the way the desk jockeys dreamt when writing the rulebook. While the portrayal of the characters is not extremely psychologically deep and many of them come across as little more than caricatures, at the core they feel true to life, they're actual "types" you might have met somewhere, even if you never stepped foot in a military setting (Lucky you.) What I've said here is not meant as a slight on Stewart's ability to write, in a way it's an endorsement, as he has done the research, and that is more than I can say for many authors. Still, the difference between "having done the research" and "knowing what you write" can be dramatic to see side by side.
The science fiction elements here (they exist) are also at their best in the first two stories I feel, where it's gratifyingly physical, all steel beams and fire and muscle and ball bearings and Bullard using jury-rigged magnetostriction to balance sets of enormous gyros. The later stories, jaunty adventures that might have been starring Flash Gordon himself, get increasingly improbable, like drunken tales related by an old space dog in a dive on Juno. Some of them remind me of some of the more humorous episodes in the original series of Star Trek. Might have Roddenberry been directly inspired by John Bullard's adventures to write the voyages of James Kirk I don't know, but if he was, the links can be seen.