Is Space All That?

My cat Kelsey knew too. She died quietly a year ago at age 22. I thought she was going to hang on forever for a minute there. Never had any traumas in her life and just said goodbye one day.

 

My gerbils were smarter than my mice. Gerbils know.

 

Such philosophical answers. I didn't know this would turn into a 4 page+ thread when I started it.

 

Space IS all that. But spaceships aren't. Everyone always forgets that it takes years and years and years to become a competent pilot. Nevermind adding in scifi technology. In my book, I want to have a bunch of terrible drivers in space.

"Damn women drivers. The site limit is 187 million why are you going 24 million?"

 

So sexism against women drivers won't be eliminated by the time period your story takes place in?

 

Nope. Mostly because my story takes place in 2019 (and part of the joke is putting the MC in similar situations as my story set in Boston).

 

That's Boston on the Moon, right?

 

Can't spell Boston without boson.

 

That's true, if you drop the T.

 

The tit-T

I'll see myself out

 

(Total Recall Reference Drop: Mary in the Bar)
(Can't show due to NSFW: Nudity)

 

When you're this big, they call you mister.

 

Sir Mr. Tidwell-Jagermen-Stein III Esquire

 

Oh it gets worse than that.
A few years ago I used my audiobook.com credit to try out a new writer to the Science Fiction field. The author introduced the reader to the male characters in the story in conventional ways, but when it came to introducing the female characters, oh, he got ever so clever. As the women entered the story one-by-one, he would first comment on their breasts. Perky breasts meant one thing, flat-chested meant another, and beware the officer that has full breasts! It was ridiculous.

 

How odd a thing to focus on for each female character.

She was a hard-nosed Commander of the USS Planet Smasher.
Her ample breasts sat high in her drab uniform, just a stringent
as her career. Perhaps in his wonder of this strict lass, was did
she shave her pubis into the insignia of the faction she commanded?

On the other hand, he shook the thoughts of her from his mind and
finished cleaning his plasma rifle. Chances were the damn thing would
be the only thing to give him a good hot blast in the end any how.

 

Maybe it's a phrase that's just stuck around with people having forgot or rarely thinking about about the negative connotations of it. Like when people say they got gypped.

 

I was about ten minutes into listening to the audiobook when the commander of the ship stepped out of the lift onto the flight deck... it went something like this: Commander Katerina's ample breasts entered the flight deck an instant before the rest of her... I am not joking!

 

Sounds like a book I'd read. Especially if there was pop-up art of breasts when you open the book.

 

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This stuff is off topic isn't it?

 

All I got from this reply is top and off. Whether you're referring to women or filling ice cream to the tippy top of the bowl, I'm a huge fan.

 

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Two big, round planets...

 

I just came off a "vacation" and this is the type of stuff that really the cops should be called on.

 

Female cops are HOT!

Alright, I'll get back on topic. Space has been done a ton, but so has everything else. Story matters far more than setting. Me, personally? I'd rather stick to satire, since it's so much easier to write. While traditional sci-fi writers build all of these vast worlds with large info dumps, a satirical sci-fi writer can say that the answer to life, the universe, and everything is "42."