Most of the people mocking the kid was textbook “pot calls kettle.” Fans of genre fiction acting like the stuff they like is peak literature when often it’s mostly “Here’s how awesome and clever and amazing I am for being a middle class white guy and the only reason I can’t get laid is because SOCIETY is wrong. The elves and the space goblins would totally appreciate my sensitive soul and quirky love for math and make me their king. Unlike Stacy. That bitch.”
Here for the good stuff before this hits All and becomes 50 shades of Eat Pray Love fluff. Gnarly mystic medieval sheepskin scrolls written by heretical monks sort of thing. The good stuff