Hey -- my cats know when there's Serious Business to be attended to.  And they attend to it.  So I say welcome to the cats -- because they know that there's Serious Business being accomplished here.

Don't misread my earlier posts -- there's not a thing wrong with pure escapism (unless if it becomes an obsessive addiction).  However: we need to identify the thing for what it is, and not mis-label it as being something else.  Cotton candy is fine, but not when people insist that it's nutritious food: and then eat an exclusive diet of it all of the time.

The true danger of SciFi is when people start to take Star Trek seriously.  Sure, it can be entertaining: so long as one remembers that's all that it is.

Taken literally, the Matrix is nonsensical philosophical gobbledygook.  But there's a problem: gobbledygook can be so much more diverting than paying the rent.  Edward Lear did Nonsense a lot better.

I never could stand preachy SciFi.  Even in my teenage years, if a SciFi author started to tell me that I needed to Save the Whales, or else a super-normal alien intelligence would someday come to destroy the earth in retaliation for my greedy capitalistic sins against the Sacred Environment: then I'd throw the book away.  I hear enough of that kind of silly newspeak pseudo-religion coming from Al Gore and others.

Lt. Uhura's......I mean Nichelle Nichols'......brother took this stuff seriously.  He commited suicide together with the rest of the Heaven's Gate cult.

I like & enjoy SciFi, although I tend to prefer Fantasy.  I'll indulge in it, too.  Hey -- I might even write some.  But I won't look to it for lessons about real life -- any more than I would seriously consider an afternoon soap opera.

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