andrewcrowther.bsky.social
Unprofessional writer, author of "Down to Earth" published by Stairwell Books and also "Stupid Stories for Tough Times" published by Renard Press, Secretary of the W S Gilbert Society, brunch liberal, and twit
Bradford, Yorkshire
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Are you thinking of the Robert Sheckley story "Store of the Worlds"?
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To all those who have been on tenterhooks, awaiting Part Two: your wait is over!
open.substack.com/pub/andrewcr...
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AI aplenty. So much blocking to do!
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@leedslitfest.bsky.social
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I confess I've never read any Ludla; are they full of hoodla?
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The Twelve Chairs?
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“Nice idea, but it sounds like an administrative nightmare”
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🎶 Diamonds are a drill's best friend 🎶
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“free reign”
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Wait, what? Who wrote this postcard??
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(slightly worried that the above does sound genuinely paranoid; however, let’s stick with it for the moment)
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Silly me!
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Bonus question: do they have even the remotest inkling of a notion how far one light year is and how long it would take to travel even that far?
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It takes special skill to be both obscure *and* vulgar
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Why am I asking you?
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Are journalists so crushed by the constant experience of rich people talking nonsense that they just smile and nod and report their drivel as if it made sense?
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Top Google exec confidently spouts ridiculous nonsense
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And always with Sir Rattle-and-Roll of course
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bsky.app/profile/bbcr...
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So the process of stating what we want takes us further away from it.
What a circus!
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But the terrible thing, which I am sure many have noticed in recent years, is that these things seem to gain strength from the hatred of others. (The high days of capitalism surely took place *after* the publication of "Das Kapital", which ought to have slain it.)
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I realise this happens because what we want often doesn't exist, so we can only find its shape by cutting off the things that do. John Lennon's "Imagine" is mostly a list of things he opposed, with the word "no" in front of them; hence the song's oddly desolate atmosphere.