Turns out the handy-dandy science-fiction club I learned about, located at the University of Kansas, where my daughter could only find a moribund science-fiction film club, is the same club. Apparently all they ever do is talk on Facebook. Apparently all anybody ever does is communicate remotely, even when they live near each other. Not quite true, thank goodness, but I think it's more true if you're 20 than if you're 50.
If it costs $200 a day to see someone face-to-face at a conference and zero dollars to talk to them anytime you like by e-mail....
leftovers huddle
in the cool dark recesses
who will die today
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