Dennis Biba comes from an ancient Austrian noble family, but was smuggled across the German border as an economic refugee even before his procreation. Having grown up by the probably most polluted sea in the world, he fled to the southeast at the first opportunity and will (if he doesn’t change direction) eventually drown in the Aegean Sea one day. The distinguished dissident studied various cultural things in the (once) most beautiful city in Europe and even more cultural things in the most arrogant city, whereby the attributes of the cities are arbitrarily interchangeable. However, the frenetic frondeur now understands cultural things mainly to mean Speculative Fiction (and especially Science Fiction), because it is there that the concept of culture is often put to the test and renegotiated. Outside of his profession, the respectable reasoner likes to complain or embarrass those around him with amateurish puns. Perhaps that explains the existence of this weblog.
Dennis Biba 