The Useless Bugbreeders and The Divers

Two classic short stories from The Golden Age of Science Fiction by James Stamers. Featured here: ''The Useless Bugbreeders'' and ''The Divers''. Excerpt from ''The Useless Bugbreeders'': ''The previous case was a Weeper, and he lost. So the Space Zoning Commissioners were damp and irritable before I opened pleadings for my client. I tried not to squelch as I approached the bench. ''Not the Flammables again, Mr. Jones?'' the fat Commissioner asked nastily, sponging his suit with a sodden handkerchief. ''This was last week, Your Honor.'' The thin dark Commissioner stared pointedly at the charred end of the bench nearest the witness seat. ''Indeed it was, Mr. Jones.'' The middle Commissioner poised his fingers and looked at the court ceiling; moisture gleamed diamond like on his bald head. ''Now let me see,'' he intoned. ''Correct me if I err, Mr. Jones, but I seem to observe you have a habit of representing somewhat spectacular aliens. Including, in the past six months alone, the Drillers, Whirling Tombs, Fragile Glasses, Erupters, Vibrational Men, Transparent Women—and of course let us not forget the Flammables.''