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Nah, Jack, Phil Dick is too surreal for me... too much like real life. I prefer a little escapism in my fiction.
Speaking of SF, when I was a kid I enjoyed reading social satire from the forties and fifties by the likes of C. M. Kornbluth and Robert Sheckley. Cautionary tales, but far-out enough to be funny. Nowadays, I see similar stuff reported in the daily paper. Like a hereditary idiot appointed to the Oval Office. Like a US Office of Disinformation. Like corporations openly writing the laws. Am I the only one who thinks we've gone down the freaking rabbit hole?
Never mind, I think I'll just go play a video game or something.
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