Apparently, Baen will categorize you as a 'master' of science fiction if you simply have a lot of books published. Most of Hogan's work was published in my own lifetime, and as of the date of this review, I'm not even 30; as far as I'm concerned, that throws the 'classic' appellation right out the window, particularly since these stories weren't even from his early work.
I've read, and enjoyed, classic sci-fi (The Immortal Alvin York comes to mind), and although it tends to be a bit weird by modern standards, it at least makes sense. Worlds in Chaos has so many plot holes, logical fallacies, and poor character development that I actually looked Hogan up to see who could have passed this muck off as a book. Turns out that in the later years of his life - during which time both of these stories were written - Hogan had pretty much lost his mind as far as logic and being able to tell the difference between fact and fiction were concerned, preferring to determine an argument or idea's validity based on how well he thought it was presented, rather than on whether it had any resemblance to reality, leading him to become a proponent and defender of numerous thoroughly debunked pseudo-scientific positions, as well as a Holocaust denier. That method of thought is very present in this book, and as far as I was concerned turned it into science-farce rather than science fiction.