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Fred Pohl 1919-2013

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  • Fred Pohl 1919-2013

    This is being reported all over the Internet...

  • #2
    Hello from France

    Another sad lost : R.I.P.


    • #3
      RIP. :-( I was reading his blog other day when he was commenting on the passing of Jack Vance. He was just 4 years younger than Vance. RIP.
      "From time to time I demonstrate the inconceivable, or mock the innocent, or give truth to liars, or shred the poses of virtue.(...) Now I am silent; this is my mood." From Sundrun's Garden, Jack Vance.
      "As the Greeks have created the Olympus based upon their own image and resemblance, we have created Gotham City and Metropolis and all these galaxies so similar to the corporate world, manipulative, ruthless and well paid, that conceived them." Braulio Tavares.


      • #4
        Fred and I had our differences but I had great respect for him, as well as admiration, especially for his earlier books. He deserves all accolades. Happily, we were able to resolve those differences some years ago.

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        • #5
          RIP, Mr. Pohl.
          Any fool can make a rule, and any fool will mind it.

          ~Henry David Thoreau


          • #6
            RIP... Sorry to hear this. He was a plus to the writing community. We lost Harry Harrison last year too. Some call his writing pulp, but I always enjoyed it. The Stainless Steel Rat for President (Or How to Vote the Cemetary) was a classic dig on modern politics...


            • #7
              A loss, indeed. The Space Merchants (1952), written in collaboration with Cyril M. Kornbluth, is one of my all time favourite SF novels. Ingenious social satire, as well as a subversive critique of burgeoning consumer capitalism and the manipulations of advertising.

              Prescient in a way that a lot of harder SF never achieved.


              • #8
                RIP. As a fan, I'm saddened by the loss. He made quite a contribution as an editor and anthologist, as well as an author. Apparently his blog will continue for a while with posts he'd yet to publish:


                As Synchronicity would have it, on the day he died I found a very good anthology of his work in the local thrift store. It's called 'Platinum Pohl', it's full of good stuff.


                • #9
                  An obituary of Pohl on his blog:



                  • #10
                    A full year before reading Stormbringer i read Fred Pohl's Farthest Star and was left almost spellbound by it.I wish that i had the novel in my poor collection still.So this comes as a loss for me also.RIP.
                    Last edited by Kymba334; 09-12-2013, 01:48 AM.
                    Mwana wa simba ni simba

                    The child of a lion is also a lion - Swahili Wisdom


                    • #11
                      Daily Telegraph obituary
                      _"For an eternity Allard was alone in an icy limbo where all the colours were bright and sharp and comfortless.
                      _For another eternity Allard swam through seas without end, all green and cool and deep, where distorted creatures drifted, sometimes attacking him.
                      _And then, at last, he had reached the real world – the world he had created, where he was God and could create or destroy whatever he wished.
                      _He was supremely powerful. He told planets to destroy themselves, and they did. He created suns. Beautiful women flocked to be his. Of all men, he was the mightiest. Of all gods, he was the greatest."