Faith in science brought about aliens, the good ones in sky chariots to deal us gifts and the bad ones to force us to get smarter or be vanished. How politically correct, because science took over from religion its jingle-bells of hope. Masters of advertising now offer Mars-grab (China's got Luna, America got Cuba). Not so fast, my friends! Lets first flood Sahara.
The question of Science Fiction and what it was, remains unanswered. Was it the contents? Or the spirit of time? Was it Spock or James Bond? Critically, it was the insight into the nature of authority, technology adding decisive possibilities. Authority is the one thing, the backbone, that never changed. SF is dead, its forward-boosters got bust. Authority absorbed the pulp junk and is now 3D-printing 3D aliens. Drones and such at the moment, but it has all been planned since before Roswell.
We see mixed histories in the now, jihad and fascism, red flags and black ski-hoods. Factions and tribes, corporations and SONY-Toyota-CIA-NSA prongs of the new spirit. Did I mention NSA? Of course, it is natural to use whatever sensors you have, as well as to steal and conceal whatever you can, for life is one big hungry bitch and it bites. And the winter is coming. What is it that made us so stupid to believe in the Good nature and Harmless beast? What is the drug that meeks?
Smells of Nietzsche all right, but he was a machine-gunner. He punched some holes. He killed God, although forensics asked for proof. All they got is bullets. That's not proof enough. God is bullet-proof.
It seems that layers of history are imprinted in present biomass. You can sink into it and travel time. One of Hercules' tasks was to release mad bull onto peninsula. He brought terrorists from Crete? I'm not buying Bull. It was terrorists. It was politics, canalization, mapping and wrestling. Now superimposed, ancient myths reveal our present. How does that work?
God is bullet.
God is spree of bullets.
Forget about Science Fiction.
Here come the Aliens.