President Trump, in his infinite fatuity, has decided to call for a United States Space Force.
This peeves me no end. We came up with the idea of a Space Force years ago, in our novel The Price of the Stars, and now people reading our books are going to think we’re echoing That Man in the White House.
Of course, the difference between our Space Force and Trump’s is that ours is science fiction — if not outright fantasy — and Trump wants his to become fact. Or, at least purports to want it to become fact. But I could be wrong. Maybe he just wants a Hugo award.
(Good luck with that. Science fiction fans have already demonstrated that they have more sense than to buy that sort of nonsense.)
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