All billionaires are sociopaths. Even billionaires who recognize they are sociopaths later on in life and try to reform themselves will not be of any help to your resistance. They will drag you into their world and your soul will be lost.
Most Science Fiction is pure fantasy, especially the sorts that involve faster-than-light travel or time travel, which is simply not possible in this universe.
Furthermore I don't expect natural-born humans will ever have a significant presence in space beyond low earth orbit. Were just too damned fragile and the immense resources required to keep humans alive and functional in space are all for naught. Any practical thing humans can do in space machines can do better, and that gap is getting wider. If our unsustainable world industrial civilization survives just a little longer we'll probably send a few more humans to the moon, some of whom may come back alive, and that will be that.
I've read Dune three times in my life, once as a teen, once in middle age, and then again in my sixties. I still don't get it. Who are all these horrible people and why should I care? As the author of that fictional universe I would have dropped a giant rock on that fictional human civilization before it left its home planet. Maybe that's what happened to the dinosaurs. Maybe that's what will happen to us.
I read a lot of Science Fiction and Fantasy and subscribe to Analog, Asimov's, and The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction, sometimes others. I usually read them cover to cover except for a few authors I find especially irritating, especially those who are still writing apocalyptic fiction. The genre of apocalyptic science fiction reached its peak with A Canticle for Leibowitz and its been downhill ever since. Now it's just plain lazy.
One of the things my wife and I had in common before we met was that we'd spent some time hanging out with various Science Fiction authors (some before they were famous) and we both already had rather large collections of Science Fiction books, magazines, and poorly xeroxed slash.
I have no interest in horror. I've seen enough of that shit in real life, even the supernatural sorts of horror which may not have been real to others but definitely were to me at the time. Meds are helpful but the PTSD doesn't go away.
I started college as an engineering major and attended a few of the original West Coast Computer Faires. I'd already built my own computers by then.
I remember thinking at the third Faire, in Los Angeles, 1978, "Uh, oh, this isn't going to turn out well..."
And it didn't. Guys like Bill Gates, Steve Jobs, and a lot of people behind the scenes burned down the Utopia that might have been. They tore down the electric trolley lines and replaced them with busses belching diesel fumes. They paved over paradise and put up a parking lot.
That was about the time I was changing my major from engineering to biology. My then-girlfriend rode the waves of the microprocessor and personal computer revolution. After we broke up she was buying a house in La Jolla while I was living in the garden shed of a Viet Nam war veteran, studying evolutionary biology, running long distances, and spending a lot of my free time in the university computer lab.
The internet and computers we suffer today were the Science Fiction of my youth. I was there at the birth of these monstrous industries and do not regret walking away from them.
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