The Big Space Fuck
I picked up Harlan Ellison’s Again, Dangerous Visions because it contained a Kurt Vonnegut story called “The Big Space Fuck.” Yes, I like swear words because they are both big and clever.
And goddamn, while we’re in the book barn, prideful I show my find to Jim, who says “yep. Kieron got a different collection because it had that story in.” Jim can break anyone in ten seconds.
We both managed to find this story in here:
How? Why? Are we that predictable? Perhaps there’s a lovable fairy that’s placing Vonnegut short stories beneath the hands of impressionable writers, perhaps every other book in that barn has that story in, and perhaps we’re just exceptionally attuned to vulgarities.