...and it's a week late in coming, but better late than never, I suppose.
We lost Ray Bradbury on June 6. He was, I believe, the last of the "great old ones", the science fiction writers who inspired generations of later writers including Stephen King, Neil Gaiman, and Steven Spielberg. I don't believe Master Bradbury was a fan of the internet, but that hasn't stopped the tributes from flowing in online. Like this one from the aforementioned Mr. Gaiman:
He said it far better than I can. It's not often that I feel genuine sorrow as the passing of a famous person I never met, but this was one of them. Of course, if you've ever picked up one of RB's tales, you do feel as if you know him.
To my own mind, the best way to pay tribute is to read one of his books, so I'm re-reading Fahrenheit 451 in his honor. It was written in the Fifties, but a lot of what he foresaw is coming true today, and that's not good. I'm not talking about book-burning to discourage thinking, I'm talking about people willingly chaining themselves to giant televisions that roar on and on. That scares me worse than the "firemen" of Bradbury's novel.
R.I.P., Ray. Don't worry, there are those of us who will never grow tired of the feel of a book in our hands.
Re: I'm surprised there's not a thread about this...
I always loved The Martian Chronicles.
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, totally worn out & proclaiming "WOW, what a ride!"
Civ II rules after all these years......