"After things fell apart, America really went to the bow-wows."
The Tin Angel, by Ron Goulart. DAW Books, 1973. Cover by Jack Gaughan. Set in 1999 the story follows Bert Schenley - a talent agent - and his companion Bowser, a wisecracking, cybernetic dog, as they entertain the troops in an America that has split into different territories and is fighting Mexico.
Conspiracies, assassinations, flying hot dogs, massive shopping malls and a mechanical hearse all feature in this surreal, satirical take on modern society.
@372Pages How many more years do we get to keep saying (for instance) "I'm from Boston" before we all have to start saying, "I'm from the Boston district of greater Massachusetts Bay"?
If you're looking for some fun summer reading and like zany sci-fi that makes you guffaw, there is a good chance you will enjoy, "Stonk and Smonk are Enemies," by @RadioFreeOlive . ππ
https://t.co/6percYXJSS
If you're looking for some fun summer reading and like zany sci-fi that makes you guffaw, there is a good chance you will enjoy, "Stonk and Smonk are Enemies," by @RadioFreeOlive . ππ
https://t.co/6percYXJSS
Oops, almost missed one! I've never heard of this guy, and I guarantee his marketing campaign is of no interest to me. Neither is yours, @LinkedIn. Your business model clearly depends on emailing people who want to be left alone. You deserve to fail.
The useless twats at @LinkedIn hope I'm stupid enough to accept the word "simplified" for how hard they make it to opt out of their incessant goddamn emails. Guess I'll just mark them as spammers instead.
How many more email addresses will they catapult their garbage from in their program to make it impossible for people who hate them to avoid them? Watch this space, I'll document them all as I discover and block them.
Fuck yourself - I'd never have joined if you were X back then. You've wrecked everything I used to respect about this site and celebrated the wreckage with poop emojis.