When a lie has negative consequences, people dislike it. But otherwise? They move on, and eventually the lie as a lie is forgotten, or in this case, codified as the foundation of religious practice and buffed and sanded into something prettier and more congenial.
The half-life between story of the century and not even the story of the day is quicker than you would ever guess.
Then: “What time is it in Arizona?” “It’s two hours behind here, so about eight thirty,” I said. “Maybe. Arizona is weird about time zones.
Well, isn’t that just like religion for you, Archie,” he said. “One day it’s a nice way to spend your weekends and the next you’re in the middle of a righteous theological clusterfuck.
You are, at least to a certain approximation, human. You’re not supposed to be here.
Look,” I said. “Something that needs your attention. Over there. Away from here.
Life goes on even when Jenkins’ ‘Narrative’ is supposed to apply.
If he dies during the jump, I would suggest it would be politic for you to follow him,” Abumwe said.
I’m trying to decide what I want to be when I grow up. A nice thing to wonder about when you’re thirty.
While the elite of the Interdependency were making their plans to abandon the common people to their fate, the common people of the Interdependency were beginning to come to grips with what, exactly, that fate actually was.
It worked because on a social level, apparently enough people wanted it to, and because at the heart of it, billions of humans living in fragile habitats prone to mechanical and environmental breakdowns and degradation, and with limited natural resources, were better off relying on each other than trying to go it alone. Even without the Interdependency, being interdependent was the best way for humanity to survive.
Sometimes in life you’re going to win and sometimes you’re going to lose. But just because you lose doesn’t mean the other guy needs to win.
You see tools and parts and my arm shoved inside a small spacecraft, and you really have to ask what I’m doing?
I looked at Fowler, who had had a bullet applied directly to her forehead.
Fear enters the room and sits down in a chair and with a polite smile asks to open negotiations.
My Schadenfreude phaser is set to “Meh”.
After everything, what it all means is that if one day we slip in the bathroom and crack our head on the toilet, our last thoughts can be a satisfied, ‘Well, I and only I did this to myself.
Enzo showed a flair for words early and wrote his first story when he was seven, entitled “The horrible sock that smelled bad and ate Pomona Falls except for my house,” in which a large sock, mutated by its own horrible unwashed smell, started eating its way through the contents of an entire town and was thwarted only when the heroes Enzo and Magdy first punched it into submission and then threw it into a swimming pool filled with laundry soap.
But then he tripped and one of the land worms ate his face and he died anyway.
Who are you and what medications aren’t you taking?