Les Géthennères
Or, Burn this Feminary
The perverts are running up the hillside, heads wreathed in myrtle, holding thyrsus and cup, their furs tattered, their thighs wet with blood and wine. As soon as they saw the sail on the horizon, they started smoking crack and getting blind drunk. Gripped by violence, glee and madness they chase the invaders. Podkayne of Mars grabs Robert Heinlein, throws him to the ground and violently engulfs him in a strong, suffocating burlap bag. D.C. Fontana trips up Spock, who shrieks “Highly illogical!” and begs for mercy as he’s clawed to death by Fontana and the naked, blood-smeared Nurse Chapel. Arkady Darrell has caught Issac Asimov, she’s written all over his body with hot pink magic marker and is pissing on him and giggling insanely. China Mountain Zhang is doing some kind of crazy kung-fu on a snivelling Harlan Ellison. Andre Norton has caught up with Phillip Pullman and J.K. Rowling and Princess Leia and Weena and Altaira and with one hand tied behind her back, is clearly kicking their asses, she’s tearing them apart.
