Other cities celebrate their poets or sculptors, offer the world their playwrights and clowns; Bellur, its censors.
The sense of wonder so central to science fiction comes, in libertarian science fiction, from rebellion and material achievement, and not from curiosity and its satisfaction. . . .
That one is sane & holy in our sight, / the other neither, merely seems to be / (on close analysis) a privileged view / of questionable worth.
"We kept wonderin' whether that lonely soldier was gonna pop back up, maybe with an M16 he wanted to introduce us all to."
