— and I didn’t put this in the title because I don’t mean it literally and I didn’t want to scare anybody — that maybe that “Screwfly Solution” dream was prophetic. (And before you freak out, it was a dream about the story, not a dream of the story.) No, I haven’t been having sudden irrepressible urges to rape and kill, and no I don’t think I’ve noticed any uptick in the global rate of other guys having them, either.

Like I said, I don’t mean it literally.

But if somebody was to present me with evidence that in a more general way, some sort of space alien terror weapon was fucking with our collective emotional state . . . let’s just say I wouldn’t be entirely suprised.