No, modern sci-fi evolved over time like all the other complex stuff tends to.

Modern sci-fi is created by every fellow with strange idea. Who thinks maybe I could get my idea across better if I framed it as a narrative and put it in scientific terms. because science is such a lovely language for talking about strange ideas.

Yes, like I said, fetishwear. Nonfunctional costumery

But you don’t need spaceships and aliens to do that. It’s just fetishwear at that point.

In real scifi it isn’t fetishwear. It actually serves a purpose.

Greg Egan, Iain Banks and Sam Hughes are good stuff, if you haven’t.

Also, there’s this amazing new genre, “LitRpg”. Basically fantasy where an rpg type videogame became real.

Most of it is the usual dreck but some of it goes hard sf, delving into the existential stuff.

A couple of the rationalists have even taken a swing.

Try

Mother of Learning

Death after death

Friendship is optimal

So ya, real development is still alive.

No, that’s just your damn limited, dominance games obsessed perspective talking.

My point is actually the quality and appreciation of modern science fiction.

Oh zing!

See, it’s always an argument over value with you people.

So it’s always about who gets the credit. Who gets valued and who doesn’t. Who wins and who loses. That eternal muck of monkey dominance battles.

This bs dominates the common mind utterly. There’s no room for art there. It’s invisible.

It’s always an argument over value with you people.

I don’t refer to mary shelly. I do not distinguish her as the “inventor” of science fiction either. Rendering strange ideas in terms of esoteric disciplines for the metaphorical augmentation or whatever is as old as humanity.

I like scifi. I like to explore the strange and push past the walls of reality. I like dangerous visions. Big ideas.

But interpersonal drama, identity-stroking and, yes, politics. It’s just weak and boring. It’s small. Damn small.

Do you see the difference?

Sometimes startrek goes big. Sometimes it doesn’t.

Dumbass is the new sinner.

Nazis. Take away the snappy logo, uniforms and motivational speeches. What have you got?

A crew of adventurous billionaires and their million pawns.

No Facebook, Instagram or Twitter. I tried a little and gave up.

Never used any music or video streaming service. Yo ho

The last episide was weak. The first couple seasons were good.

You are better off

I like wooden wind chimes. I prefer them over the metal ones. Nicer sound. Hard to find a wood that will suffer getting clonked all day tho. Considering pvc

If you don’t remember then how can you tell?

Sometimes you remember dreaming, sometimes you half-remember dreaming, sometimes you remember nothing.

I’m assuming that the unremembered part is full of dreams too.

Or maybe it’s the obvious. Billionaires. Princes. Oligarchs.

Some people don’t remember their dreams. Some do.

It’s like dreaming (like you do when you go to sleep) except moreso

They gave me free prime. I was a god for 30 days. But ya.