Tiptree is a science fiction poet. And the moral of the story is check the warranty or the small print before squandering your soul. Add God is a doll. A doll that sells, sells and sells some more as the P. Burkes of the world consume, consume and the consequences? Self consumption.
Moreover, turn off your Martha Stewarts, Oprah Winfreys and the conspicuously consumptive Home Shopping Network as Big Brother's code name is Candle Aka. Paul, Non de plume, another victim turned vulture, again, enter Paul.
Likewise, the dreamers as we learn, it is not that Tiptree's dreams aren't for sale. It is just the price: one's life is stretching the budget and tilting the equator a mite when consumerism not only buys it's Gods, but in addition, purchases it's king or rather prince, or Infante ,if you prefer.
Moreover, enter Paul, enter P. Burke, with burn out versus greed we lose the idealist,the seeker, the hopeful and the unique. There is also Delphi not every utterance was Burkes. So, if not Burke's then whose?
Ultimately, gluttony is more of an epidemic than a panacea for boredom or depression. Oddly, even Candle's ordered world had it's defects, enter Davy, who is akin to a Cocker Spaniel to Delphi.
Finally, there is a great deal of Pathos in Tiptrees's creative universe, immersed in "winged" bait and body bags.
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