Incompetency Fed On Itself.

I Have Memories - But Only A Fool Stores His Past In The Future.

We Have This Sacred Cow In Our Society That What The Majority Of People Want Is Right—but Is It? Our Populace Can't Really Be Informed, Not The Majority Of Them—most People Vote The Way They Have Been Manipulated And By The Way They Have Responded To That Manipulation—they Are Working Out Their Own Patterns Of Wishful Thinking On The Social Environment In Which They Live.

Tomorrow Is Going To Be Different Than Yesterday, It's Going To Be A Lot Different.

In The 20th Century, We Had A Century Where At The Beginning Of The Century, Most Of The World Was Agricultural And Industry Was Very Primitive. At The End Of That Century, We Had Men In Orbit, We Had Been To The Moon, We Had People With Cell Phones And Colour Televisions And The Internet And Amazing Medical Technology Of All Kinds.

Who Are We? And To Me That's The Essential Question That's Always Been In Science Fiction. A Lot Of Science Fiction Stories Are - At Their Very Best - Evocations Of That Question. When We Look Up At The Night Sky And Wonder, "is There Anyone Else Out There?" We're Also Asking Who We Are We In Relation To Them.