Science Fiction is the archaeology of the future.
A year ago today we buried her in a red and black coffin. Red for the revolutionary fire constantly blazing in her belly. And black to remind us, as she kept doing, of the irreducible dark side in us all.
We have a moral duty to get out there and change the world.
Be hard on your own temptation to accept the inequalities that you […] find outrageous. […] Maintain your outrage but sensibly, tactically, so that when the time comes you can invest it in what needs to be done to make our world truly […] just.