The way I used to, anyway. I was hardcore until about twenty years ago, and then my interest just dropped off. I have since then been far more interested in murder mystery and alternate histories, and frankly the SF stuff that was out there… well it wasn’t changing very much. No matter what I read, it seemed I had read it somewhere before, and the before read was better, having been done by one of the old masters.

I was also annoyed by the sheer leftism of a large segment of the genre. While I grew up loving Vonnegut, I later learned to despise his pacifism even in the midst of the things he’d been through. If you saw the horrors of Nazi Germany with your own eyes, and you still think there’s no good reason to fight, you’re the kind of idiot that epic poems are written about.

So it was with some surprise that I read this piece by Larry Correia.

A man who can rant like that deserves my attention. I will be ordering books next payday.