I enjoy the most adolescent forms of visual science fiction;
I can regress "in the service of the ego" (as Freud put it), but
I prefer those stories where the aliens are VERY exotic,
when we cannot even communicate with them because they are SO different.
U don 't need science fiction for THAT
(R u really disembodied?? Being disembodied can be FUN
, and its a quick way to lose weight.)
Right in your own town, u 'll find that u can't communicate at all well even with a pussycat, nor a robin;
even chimps present major difficulties of communication. How well can u communicate with the bacteria on your own hand??
So, I guess u enjoy that. U say that u r an adolescent ?
I'm frustrated when we go into other galaxies to find humanoids distinguishing themselves from us only
with tatoos or bumps on their foreheads and speaking, if not English, at least thoughts that are middle class Americanish.
Well, if there is any scarcity of resources among them, then economics becomes a consideration for them.
Ever hear of "panspermia" ?
That's how I feel about the belief that aliens will someday fly spaceships to earth,
revealing how similar they are to us.
I hope that thay will never come.
Thay 'd probably use their superior power to fumigate us,
as we woud to an infestation of mosquitos.