
Yesterday, in Nick Jackson's review of 'Cern Zoo', he ended his detailed (and, imo, enthralling and typically Jackson well-crafted) appreciation with these words:
These stories are like a subliminal question running through the book. “So, we think we know what Cern Zoo is about, do we?”
I have a sense of something (uncanny?) going on generally with this book that I can't yet nail. I don't think it is solely as a result of the recent Hadron Collider 'retrocausality' in World News. But other things.
But maybe (understandably) I'm too close to the book!

See also future link immediately above.
I think it's impossible to "nail" the collection because it's greater than
the sum of its parts; a reflection of the nature of the Large Hadron
Collider experiment the aims of which are (at least in a philosophical
sense) indefinable. A sign of our times perhaps, this indefinability.