I wish I could write science fiction, but I find the technical aptitude needed quite difficult, a caveat, and a bone, to all the satirical conceits in the genre that leave me impatient, but the saga of Pistorius reminds me of a conceit that I've clung to since Omni Magazine went out of business. At the rate I am moving my archives, I will have to extend my lifespan. Time for a break, even if *super cripple* is an oxymoron, it is not quite. I certainly have to work twice as hard as an able-bodied writer.
And in breaking, how strong can one remain?
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