So a godlike alien entity, faced with the choice of saving only one of, a) a whole artificial ecosystem and the advanced aliens that built it, or b), two ships full of monkeys who were trying to nuke each other for the entire novel, giving the ones it chooses and only them the chance to repopulate the Galaxy, chooses b. Obviously.
I suspect the author was a primate.
I hate it when author biases sneak into a book like that. (Seriously, though, I probably would've groaned myself... talk about a cram-down-your-throat Humans Are God's Superior Race In The Universe message...)
Myself, I'm reading a short story collection by a Very Well Known fantasy author. It started out intriguing and refreshingly well written (giving my recent reading experiences)... but I'm halfway through and I'm kinda numb. The same characters keep coming back without significantly changing. Almost every woman in the cast has been horrifically abused and many are or were living on the streets, but it's cool 'cause that way they can connect with Olde Magicks and be Real Artists. (Not the actual message, but there's a subtext there that certainly feels that way.) A couple stories have deviated from this, and I won't deny that there's a certain charm to the old-school mythic ambiance, but for the most part I feel like I'm reading the same story over and over again, with slightly different names and circumstances. There's following a Theme, and there's beating it into the ground. Repeatedly. With a ten-ton iron hammer. But I'm in this far, so I figure I'll finish it.