Tag: science fiction

  • DEPLATFORMED!

    Don’t bother, dear friends, looking for me on social media. The genocidal Zionist swine behind X, Bluesky, and TikTok have banned me, simply for condemning in the strongest fashion what is being done to Palestine, Iran and Lebanon, in the name of the Zionist expansionist Greater Israel Project.

    For daring to call genocide a genocide, for daring to wish that the same evil that has befallen Israel’s victims befall every Zionist seven times sevenfold, for daring to speak truth to power, I’ve been deplatformed.

    I’ve not been on X for since it was the Bird Site because of my anti-Zionism.

    I’ve been permabanned from Bluesky for daring to compare the genocide of Palestine to the Holocaust.

    And now Tik Tok has taken my voice.

    The idea is simple: if you do not blindly support the Eurocentric, White-Nationalist GENOCIDAL VIOLENCE that is the nation of Israel, you will be made into a nonperson.

    I hope you can fucking find my books, folks; because I’m sure as hell not going to be able to be online talking about them anymore.

    MAY EVERYTHING VISITED UPON THE MIDDLE EAST BY ISRAEL’S AGGRESSION BE VISITED UPON EVERY LAST ISRAELI, SEVEN TIMES SEVENFOLD.

    FREE PALESTINE

    I STAND WITH LEBANON

    I STAND WITH IRAN

    ISRAEL NEVER HAD THE RIGHT TO EXIST

    MAKE ISRAEL PALESTINE AGAIN

    FROM THE RIVER TO THE SEA NO ZIONISTS SHALL THERE BE

  • WRITING LESSON: Executive Dysfunction

    WRITING LESSON: Executive Dysfunction

  • Ten Years…

    Ten Years…

  • WRITING LESSON: From the End to the Beginning

    WRITING LESSON: From the End to the Beginning

  • WRITING LESSON: The Writing Process, or: Advice to an Aspiring Sci-Fi Writer; this is PROBABLY gonna be the First in a Series.

    WRITING LESSON: The Writing Process, or: Advice to an Aspiring Sci-Fi Writer; this is PROBABLY gonna be the First in a Series.

  • Construction Holiday

    Construction Holiday

    I will be spending this season in a traditional manner: missing my kids, brooding over absent “friends” and listening to a selection of songs to make the Hungarian Song “Gloomy Sunday” seem cheerfully optimistic. Oh, at some point I’ll blog about the upcoming re-release of They Came in Peace, my novel about an alien invasion with a twist.