Because I can’t hold up my head and call myself a science fiction fan if I don’t have some:
All in all, a victory for truth, justice, and the fannish way.
Also, the air that was full of smoke and dust and apprehension on Friday was clear and blue on Saturday, when the awards would be presented later that evening . . . which is a thematically appropriate weather progression that nobody could get away with in a piece of fiction, on the grounds of sheer implausible hokeyness. But as is often pointed out, fiction needs to be believable, while real life is under no such constraint.
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