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  1.  (1938.1)
    The Beasthouse: A Personal Journal, by the Son of One of the Nineteenth Century's Leading Master-Criminals

    "Since we now live in an age when we can freely travel between my own native nineteenth century and your gloriously unconcerned twenty-first century - an age which might be seen as a 150-year-long "buffer zone" between the distant past and the post-apocalyptic future, a dam-age, if you will - we should address the question of whether this might create unforeseen social problems on either side of the twentieth-century gulf. There are many who fear that the historical sanctity of the Victorian era may be violated by visitors from later periods, and that the mid-1800s may somehow find itself "polluted" by the culture of the early 2000s. Some have pointed out, for example, that the arrival of modern-day gun-culture and "gangsta rap" has begun to introduce whole new forms of violence, terror and social unease to Dickensian London. To which I say: good. As the head of an international criminal empire with interests in large-scale arms manufacture, this is exactly the sort of thing I like to hear."

    Lawrence Miles writes steampunk like it isn't just another fad for idiots, fancying up old tired shit with dripping globs of "Victorian," another wash of "cool" to cover the cracks of their bitter grey lives.
  2.  (1938.2)
    Lawrence Miles writes steampunk like it isn't just another fad for idiots, fancying up old tired shit with dripping globs of "Victorian," another wash of "cool" to cover the cracks of their bitter grey lives.

    Well, now you've made yourself look like a cunt, I'm definitely going to be looking for this.