To call him a leech would be an insult to all hardworking seqmented worms in this country. A generation ago, when science fiction writers would envision the future, they'd see a world filled with robots, ray guns and rocket ships. As it turns out, most mid-century writers didn't have a clue about what technology was coming. The gadgets transforming our lives involve communications. Any technology distinguishable from magic is insufficiently advanced.
Science fiction is a charming romance intermingled with scientific fact and prophetic vision.
A disagreement may be the shortest cut between two minds. The children come through us. They are not of us. Your daily life is your temple and your religion. That which sings in you dwells within that first moment which scattered the stars into space.