Kurt Vonnegut. From Wampeters, Foma and Granfalloons. Most of the true tales of masterfulness in new environments with new technologies have been cruel and greedy, it seems to me. The concepts of reality held by the masterful people have customarily been stupid or solipsistic in retrospect. Nobody has been remarkably secure, the masters have often ceased to be masters quickly. There have been tremendous messes to be cleaned up, ravaged landscapes dotted by shattered Earthlings and their machines. Stupid.