Heinlein was, like May, a great story teller. Great story tellers do not always have a whole lot of insight. What is really astonishing about May is the way he imbued a whole nation with such a fascination for the American Indian. I once met a (young) guy named Jut in the Black Forest, who claimed to be the second-most prolific novel writer in the world. An assertion one was unable to test, as he avowedly published under a wide variety of pseudonyms. He had written great masses of books about the American West, and showed me the carbine with which he intended to defend his home if the Reds ever came. He was also planning some day to visit the United States.