Christ. Christ on a bike. Christ on a bike with plastic bits in the wheels to make big engine sounds. What gets me about this BS is not just the BS. It's that I am--was?--a member of that organization (SFWA). They started out with the likes of Isaac Asimov as president, and they've been devolving into a clique of copyright paranoids who could give RIAA a run for its money. There are some voices of sanity still in the crowd (not me, I gave up saying anything years ago), but the growing majority doesn't even seem to realize what a laughingstock they're making themselves. Time to cancel my membership, I think. Signed: Another pixel-stained technopeasant wretch. (And, yes, sign me up for the t-shirt.) (How do you even get stained by pixels? Is that where the gray stain on my collar is coming from?)