I read a lot of science fiction in the 1970s and 1980s. But, damn, has the future turned out to be a disappointment. The dystopians weren’t depressives after all, just clear-eyed.
Yet look at this House Sparrow! Passer domesticus doesn’t want to see us go. Because then what the hell would they do?
Happy Monday, everybody, and once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more!
As always, they would adapt and endeavor to persevere.