Although, my only experience in reading the head in a jar thing was A Wrinkle in Time, which is by a woman.
not really argueing that it seems to be a male things, though. I have personally wondered, however, around the 7th grade, whether my life was real or whether I was dreaming it and would eventually wake up. Or maybe my dreams were real and the life was fake.
I have personally wondered, however, around the 7th grade, whether my life was real or whether I was dreaming it and would eventually wake up. Or maybe my dreams were real and the life was fake.
I did that in my first grade class. I can remember where I was sitting, who was around me, and how the room looked (not really detailed or anything, just lighting, etc.). It creeped me right out. My son asked me about that sort of thing this year, and he's in first grade, which got me creeped out all over again.
You know I don't want to defend Niven about anything. Put it this way - he is so far to the right I prefer Heinlein.
Are you sure you're not mistaking Niven for Pournelle?
No - I agree Pournelle is worse. The way I'd put it is that Heinlein was right-wing libertarian. Niven is very conservative, to the right of libertarians. Pournelle is a reactionary, to the right of conservatives. Anderson is (well was) also a reactionary, but tempered with a genuine humanitarianism and hatred of cruelty.
Amy Flower, over at DVD.net.au, has posted her review of the Season 6 Part 1 box set. As usual, it's a great read. Check out her reviews for Seasons 2 - 5 starting here. There is no review for Season 1, unfortunately.
"Angel is broody"
*snerk*
I have personally wondered, however, around the 7th grade, whether my life was real or whether I was dreaming it and would eventually wake up. Or maybe my dreams were real and the life was fake.
One of my most vivid childhood memories is of a Passover holiday we spent at my grandmother's (the one who passed away six weeks ago). I was four years old, and my father took me to bed before the 'Seder' was over, because I nearly fell asleep at my seat. Ever since then, and for years, I couldn't shake the feeling that all that is happening to me is, in fact, part of the dream the four-year-old me is dreaming at my grandmother's, and that I can wake up at any minute from it.
Don't wake up, Nilly! We like you here.
mean I can't think of a case where head in a jar was portrayed positively in fiction
Hmm. There's probably one in Iain M Banks.
So, how 'bout that war?
(not trying to pull Fiona's chain... more like moonlit's. Where did she go? <sad face>)
I think moonlit was having connection issues.
Chain not pulled, thanks Nou.