Because the world is full of petulant children who can’t stand anyone else being in their sandbox.

Of course the Propserity Gospel types are terrible customers. More proof that there ain’t a god in heaven responsible for this shitshow down below.

You’re not a “values voter” or a scared, old geriatric crank, terrified of a world they no longer recognize and haunted by ever-increasing memory failures.

I’m actually surprised some wingnut isn’t screaming and threatening to cut ASU’s funding over this.

The thing I like about Bernie is that he is explicitly running to force the Democrats to the left and seems to have no sour grapes thus far if he doesn’t get the nomination. It’s refreshing to see the left so unified for once.

People say this, but I really don’t get it. I didn’t like the West Wing, Moneyball, or The Social Network. Is there a better starting point for Sorkin that isn’t quite so ridiculous?

Someone shoot Aaron Sorkin and his enormous ego into the sun, thanks.

And if you get headshotted 10 seconds in?

Man, was the EU ever schlock. Still, at least it’s a better ending than the bajillion Mary Sue Jedi in EU ever got.

It’s almost like art doesn’t always obey the laws of physics. Shocked, I tell you!

Or perhaps it was taking longer than normal since he had to learn how to train them himself (ooooh, and the perils of students going wrong), and the universe IS a mighty big place where, even with FTL travel, the sheer scope of space hinders news and communication outside of big bureaucratic systems.

KINJA DOUBLE POST! WHOO.

It’s like the universe is a huge, immense place filled with countless planets or something.

Topical. I like it. You’ve got moxie, kid.

The apocalypse that is the Midwest. The things I have seen grace a table in Lincoln, NE would make Jesus get back up on the cross and say “fuck it, you were right, Dad.”

That last lady is everything wrong with America in one doughy pale-ass package.

My brain goes to another restaurant. ‘Cause dip means something bullshit with fake crab meat and mayo and get that shit away from my tortilla chips, honky.

Yes, and those should be part of larger literary canon for a reason. But not all of the Golden Age is Asimov and A Stranger in a Strange Land, and you know that. Besides, what is Vance if not a forgotten, under-appreciated Golden Ager himself? Tales of the Dying Earth is superb by any measurement and a fitting…

Good. Most of them have just not held up. Others, of course have. But the fetishization of cannons is one of the most self-destructive qualities of sci-fi— how a genre so concerned with imagining the future is filled with fans who want nothing more than recreations of the past is beyond me.

This does not get nearly enough attention, so thanks for pointing that out.