I'm just wondering two things:Letter to H. N. Swason,
14 March 1953.
Did you ever read what they call Science Fiction? It's a scream. It's written like this: "I checked out with K19 on Adabaran III, and stepped out through the crummaliote hatch on my 22 Model Sirius, Hardtop. I cocked the timejector in secondary and waded through the bright blue manda grass. My breath froze into pink pretzels. I flicked on the heat bars and the Bryllis ran swiftly on five legs using their other two to send out crylon vibrations. The pressure was almost unbearable, but I caught the range on my wrist computer through the transparent cysicites. I press the trigger. The thin violet glow was icecold against the rust-colored mountains. The Bryllis shrank to half an inch long and I worked fast stepping on them with the poltex. But it wasn't enough. The sudden brightness swung me around and the Fourth Moon had already risen. I had exactly four seconds to hot up the disintegrator and Google had told me it wasn't enough. He was right."
They pay brisk money for this crap?
(from "The Ryamond Chandler Papers" by T Hiney and F. MacShane, 2000, p. 188).
1. Is science fiction still this bad?
and
2. They had Google in 1953?
Anyway. Just thought I'd share.