Thursday, 18 January 2018
Quartermain Knocks One Outta The Park
One of the good things about being an old fart is that I was alive back when science fiction was still mind-blowing stuff. Guys like Heinlein, Asimov, Clark - they were still around and still writing a few books. I was addicted to it as a kid
As an adult I can't stand it anymore. About 10~12 years ago the social justice warriors infested the genre, and then it all became about pushing Marxism, feminism, homosexuality and other degenerate BS. I'm not kidding either, I would be ripping along reading a great story - and then get sandbagged by a detailed, lurid passage describing two (or more) butt-blasting characters going at it. It would just boot me out of the plot and left me wanting to throw it in the garbage. Ya can't give a book like that to a friend or they'll thin you are a butt blaster too!
As a master literary critic I would say SF peaked in the 60's and 70's. One of the best short stories I ever read was "Flowers For Algernon" - Quartermain has the goods and a decent snapshot.
I probably read it in an anthology of short stories that I had picked up back in the late 80's. It was the last mind-blowing SF yarn I ever read. It's unfortunate because the stuff being written today ... well you can tell it was written by joyless and misguided people.
If you haven't read this wonderful short story - do yourself a favour. It's probably dated now, but some of the best wines are old ones. :)