Peter Watts can do no wrong. And, anymore, neither can Clarkesworld. I don't think I've EVER read a story on that site I didn't like! That said, Watts' "The Things," however, still stands head and shoulders and weird mutant excresences above the general lot. It really, really should've won the Hugo.

OK...the anti-CGI whining concerning this film is really getting out of hand, considering no one but some critics (I assume) have even seen the damn thing yet.

This. Looks. AWESOME. John Cusack can do no wrong, however, so I'm not surprised.

Wow. The sheer amount of fanboy wankery on this site makes me wonder if the Gawker networks is secretly owned by Apple.

I despise Macs, and I really, really do not like Apple. Having worked for them, I can honestly say they're one of THE most anti-consumer companies in the United States. I have never liked Steve Jobs, and have long thought of him as nothing more than a consumer-electronics snake-oil salesman. Reality Distortion Field…

Oh, man—I ain't even *tryin'* to think about that! But, of course, I am. Goddamn you.

You are my hero because you remember that bit, too!

Well THAT explains it! When I stopped being suicidal, I became homicidal!

I liked the movie—I'd gladly watch this! There's a lot of potential in it.

Uhhh...yeah. That doesn't sound vile: it sounds friggin' *stupid.* Zombies don't fuck. If they did, their wangs/vagines would fall off (or out)!

Uhhhh...no. A cartoony comic book does not do Grandpa Theobald's masterpiece justice.

OK, Coathanger, that's brilliant. I'm actually going to do this now! (Shh, don't tell anyone. Yet.)

The sooner the better! I am available for any and all beta—hell, *alpha*—testing.

I wouldn't say his writing has become "conventional," but, that said, I still have exactly zero interest in Reamde. It sounds like a morbidly-swollen James Rollins technothriller.

I'm going to go to this town and secretly set up a shitload of WiFi routers and base-stations in the surrounding woods and then just hang out and observe the residents to see whether or not there actually is any alteration in their behaviours or physical wellbeing. I'm betting I don't observe a single thing out of the…

I think it ultimately depends on how you define fetish—which is a lot more complicated than most would expect. What I think of as an aesthetic appreciation may well be defined as a fetish by some, though I tend to think of a true, established fetish as something rather prevalent in an individual's sexual preferences.…

I'm actually sad to say that, alas, I really don't have any fetishes at all despite a slight predilection for thigh-high stockings—which is so common it might as well be considered a feature of the male consciousness rather than a fetishized aspect thereof. I may collect antique medical equipment, love deformities and…

That's why I like the Tau: they infiltrate—they conquer from the inside out. As the Imperium rots, the Tau are quietly picking up the pieces. Long after the Eldar have wanked themselves extinct, the Imperium has fallen, the Eye of Terror swallowed itself, and the Necron gone back into hibernation, the Tau will be…

Upgrade or die. Don't expect posthumans to be any more moral, forgiving, or tolerant than contemporary v1.x humans, unless they're so heavily modified they're no longer even remotely human-like (which is a good thing).

Why not write this as a *real* novel, not just simpering kiddie-fodder? I doubt they'd have the same trouble if this novel were marketed for adults...as, after all, young adults can (and should) read non-watered-down material just as well as older folks can.