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ForRonWithgratefulthankstoSueFreestoneandMichaelBywaterfortheirsupport,helpandconstructiveabuseAnythingthathappens,happensAnythingthat,inhappening,causessomethingelsetohappen,causessomethingelsetohappenAnythingthat,inhappening,causesitselftohappenagain,happensagainItdoesn’tdoitinchronologicalorder,thoughThehistoryoftheGalaxyhasgotalittlemuddled,foranumberofreasons:partlybecausethosewhoaretryingtokeeptrackofithavegotalittlemuddled,butalsobecausesomeverymuddlingthingshavebeenhappeninganywayOneoftheproblemshastodowiththespeedoflightandthedifficultiesinvolvedintryingtoexceeditYoucan’tNothingtravelsfasterthanthespeedoflightwiththepossibleexceptionofbadnews,whichobeysitsownspeciallawsTheHingefreelpeopleofArkintoofleMinordidtrytobuildspaceshipsthatwerepoweredbybadnewsbuttheydidn’tworkparticularlywellandweresoextremelyunwelcomewhenevertheyarrivedanywherethattherewasn’treallyanypointinbeingthereSo,byandlarge,thepeoplesoftheGalaxytendedtolanguishintheirownlocalmuddlesandthehistoryoftheGalaxyitsdingupandsinginginabarAndhenegotiatedithimselfIthinkthisisagoodmomentforhimTellhimIsaidthanksandbuyhimadrink’HetossedafewcoinsonthebarThebarmanpushedthemaway‘Idon’tthinkthat’snecessary,’hesaid,slightlyhoarsely‘’Tistome,’saidFord‘OK,weareoutahere’TheystoodoutintheheatandthedustandlookedatthebigpinkandchromethingwithamazementandadmirationOratleast,FordlookedatitwithamazementandadmirationArthurjustlookedatit‘Youdon’tthinkit’sabitoverdone,doyou’HesaiditagainwhentheyclimbedinsideitTheseatsandquitealotofthecontrolswerecoveredinfinefurskinorsuedeTherewasabiggoldmonogramonthemaincontrolpanelwhichjustread‘EP’‘Youknow,’saidFordashefireduptheship’sengines,‘Iaskedhimifitwastruethathehadbeenabductedbyaliens,andyouknowwhathesaid’‘Who’saidArthur‘TheKing’‘WhichKingOh,we’vehadthisconversation,haven’twe’‘Nevermind,’saidFord‘Forwhatit’sworth,hesaid,noHewentofhisownaccord’‘I’mstillnotsurewhowe’retalkingabout,’saidArthurFordshookhishead‘Look,’hesaid,‘therearesometapesoverinthecompartmenttoyourleftWhydon’tyouchoosesomemusicandputiton’‘OK,’saidArthur,andflippedthroughthecartons‘DoyoulikeElvisPresley’hesaid‘YeahIdoasamatteroffact,’saidFord‘NowIhopethismachinecanleaplikeitlookslikeitcan’Heengagedthemaindrive‘Yeeehaah!’shoutedFordastheyshotupwardsatfacetearingspeedItcouldThenewsnetworksdon’tlikethiskindofthingTheyregarditasawasteAnincontrovertiblespaceshiparrivesoutofnowhereinthemiddleofLondonanditissensationalnewsofthehighestmagnitudeAnothercompletelydifferentonearrivesthreeandahalfhourslaterandsomehowitisn’t‘ANOTHERSPACECRAFT!’saidtheheadlinesandnewsstandbillboards‘THISONE’SPINK’AcoupleofmonthslatertheycouldhavemadealotmoreofitThethirdspacecraft,halfanhourafterthat,thelittlefourberthHrundirunabout,onlymadeitontothelocalnewsFordandArthurhadcomescreamingdownoutofthestratosphereandparkedneatlyonPortlandPlaceItwasjustaftersixthirtyintheeveningandtherewerespacesfreeTheymingledbrieflywiththecrowdthatgatheredroundtoogle,thensaidloudlythatifnooneelsewasgoingtocallthepolicetheywould,andmadegoodtheirescape‘Home…’saidArthur,ahuskytonecreepingintohisvoiceashegazed,mistyeyedaroundhim‘Ohdon’tgetallmaudlinonme,’snappedFord‘Wehavetofindyourdaughterandwehavetofindthatbirdthing’‘How’saidArthur‘Thisisaplanetoffiveandahalfbillionpeople,and…’‘Yes,’saidFord‘ButonlyoneofthemhasjustarrivedfromouterspaceinalargesilverspaceshipaccompaniedbyamechanicalbirdIsuggestwejustfindatelevisionandsomethingtodrinkwhilewewatchitWeneedsomeseriousroomservice’TheycheckedintoalargetwobedroomedsuiteattheLanghamMysteriously,Ford’sDineOChargecard,issuedonaplanetoverfivethousandlightyearsaway,seemedtopresentthehotel’scomputerwithnoproblemsFordhitthephonesstraightawaywhileArthurattemptedtolocatethetelevision‘OK,’saidFord‘IwanttoorderupsomemargaritaspleaseCoupleofpitchersCoupleofChef’sSaladsAndasmuchfoiegrasasyou’vegotAndalsoLondonZoo’‘She’sonthenews!’shoutedArthurfromthenextroom‘That’swhatIsaid,’saidFordintothephone‘LondonZooJustchargeittotheroom’‘She’s…GoodGod!’shoutedArthur‘Doyouknowwhoshe’sbeinginterviewedby’‘AreyouhavingdifficultyunderstandingtheEnglishlanguage’continuedFord‘It’sthezoojustuptheroadfromhereIdon’tcareifit’sclosedthiseveningIdon’twanttobuyaticket,IjustwanttobuythezooIdon’tcareifyou’rebusyThisisroomservice,I’minaroomandIwantsomeserviceGotapieceofpaperOKHere’swhatIwantyoutodoAlltheanimalsthatcanbesafelyreturnedtothewild,returnthemSetupsomegoodteamsofpeopletomonitortheirprogressinthewild,seethatthey’redoingOK’‘It’sTrillian!’shoutedArthur‘Orisit…er…God,Ican’tstandallthisparalleluniversestuffIt’ssobloodyconfusingItseemstobeadifferentTrillianIt’sTriciaMcMillanwhichiswhatTrillianusedtobecalledbefore…er…Whydon’tyoucomeandwatch,seeifyoucanfigureitout’‘Justasecond,’Fordshouted,andreturnedtohisnegotiationswithroomservice‘Thenwe’llneedsomenaturalreservesfortheanimalsthatcan’thackitinthewild,’hesaid‘SetupateamtoworkoutthebestplacestodothatWemightneedtobuysomewherelikeZaireandmaybesomeislandsMadagascarBaffinSumatraThosekindofplacesWe’llneedawidevarietyofhabitatsLook,Idon’tseewhyyou’reseeingthisasaproblemLearntodelegateHirewhoeveryouwantGetontoitIthinkyou’llfindmycreditisgoodAndbluecheesedressingonthesaladThankyou’HeputthephonedownandwentthroughtoArthur,whowassittingontheedgeofhisbedwatchingtelevision‘Iorderedussomefoiegras,’saidFord‘What’saidArthur,whoseattentionwasentirelyfocusedonthetelevision‘IsaidIorderedussomefoiegras’‘Oh,’saidArthur,vaguely‘Um,IalwaysfeelabitbadaboutfoiegrasBitcrueltothegeese,isn’tit’‘Fuck‘em,’saidFord,slumpingonthebed‘Youcan’tcareabouteverydamnthing’‘Well,that’sallverywellforyoutosay,but…’‘Dropit!’saidFord‘Ifyoudon’tlikeitI’llhaveyoursWhat’shappening’‘Chaos!’saidArthur‘Completechaos!RandomkeepsonscreamingatTrillian,orTriciaorwhoeveritis,thatsheabandonedherandthendemandingtogotoagoodnightclubTricia’sbrokendownintearsandsaysshe’sneverevenmetRandomletalonegivenbirthtoherThenshesuddenlystartedhowlingaboutsomeonecalledRupertandsaidthathehadlosthismindorsomethingIdidn’tquitefollowthatbit,tobehonestThenRandomstartedthrowingstuffandthey’vecuttoacommercialbreakwhiletheytryandsortitalloutOh!They’vejustcutbacktothestudio!Shutupandwatch’ArathershakenanchormanappearedonthescreenandapologisedtoviewersforthedisruptionofthepreviousitemHesaidhedidn’thaveanyveryclearnewstoreport,onlythatthemysteriousgirl,whocalledherselfRandomFrequentFlyerDenthadleftthestudioto,er,restTriciaMcMillanwouldbe,hehoped,backtomorrowMeanwhile,freshreportsofUFOactivitywerecomingin…Fordleapedupoffthebed,grabbedthenearestphoneandjabbedatanumber‘ConciergeYouwanttoownthehotelIt’syoursifyoucanfindoutformeinfiveminuteswhichclubsTriciaMcMillanbelongstoJustchargethewholethingtothisroom’AwayintheinkydepthsofspaceinvisiblemovementswerebeingmadeInvisibletoanyoftheinhabitantsofthestrangeandtemperamentalPluralzoneatthefocusofwhichlaytheinfinitelymultitudinouspossibilitiesoftheplanetcalledEarth,butnotinconsequentialtothemAttheveryedgeofthesolarsystem,hunkereddownonagreenleatherettesofa,staringfretfullyatarangeofTVandcomputerscreenssataveryworriedGrebulonleaderHewasfiddlingwithstuffFiddlingwithhisbookonastrologyFiddlingwiththeconsoleofhiscomputerFiddlingwiththedisplaysbeingfedthroughtohimconstantlyfromalloftheGrebulons’monitoringdevices,allofthemfocusedontheplanetEarthHewasdistressedTheirmissionwastomonitorButtomonitorsecretlyHewasabitfedupwithhismission,tobehonestHewasfairlycertainthathismissionmusthavebeentodomorethansitaroundwatchingTVforyearsonendTheycertainlyhadalotofotherequipmentwiththemthatmusthavehadsomepurposeifonlytheyhadn’taccidentallylostalltraceoftheirpurposeHeneededasenseofpurposeinlife,whichwaswhyhehadturnedtoastrologytofilltheyawninggulfthatexistedinthemiddleofhismindandsoulThatwouldtellhimsomething,surelyWell,itwastellinghimsomethingItwastellinghim,asfarashecouldmakeout,thathewasabouttohaveaverybadmonth,thatthingsweregoingtogofrombadtoworseifhedidn’tgetagriponthingsandstartmakingsomepositivemovesandthinkingthingsoutforhimselfItwastrueItwasveryclearfromhisstarchartwhichhehadworkedoutusinghisastrologybookandthecomputerprogramwhichthatniceTriciaMcMillanhaddesignedforhimtoretriangulatealltheappropriateastronomicaldataEarthbasedastrologyhadtobeentirelyrecalculatedtoyieldresultsthatweremeaningfultotheGrebulonshereonthetenthplanetoutonthefrozenedgesofthesolarsystemTherecalculationsshowedabsolutelyclearlyandunambiguouslythathewasgoingtohaveaverybadmonthindeed,startingwithtodayBecausetodayEarthwasstartingtoriseintoCapricorn,andthat,fortheGrebulonleader,whoshowedallthecharactersignsofbeingaclassicTaurus,wasverybadindeedNowwasthetime,hishoroscopesaid,fortakingpositiveactions,makingtoughdecisions,seeingwhatneededtobedoneanddoingitThiswasallverydifficultforhim,butheknewthatnobodyeversaidthatdoingtoughstuffwasn’ttoughThecomputerwasalreadytrackingandpredictingthesecondbysecondlocationoftheplanetEarthHeorderedthegreatgreyturretstoswivelBecausealloftheGrebulonsurveillanceequipmentwasfocusedontheplanetEarth,itfailedtospotthattherewasnowanothersourceofdatainthesolarsystemItschancesofspottingthisothersourceofdata–amassiveyellowconstructorship–accidentallywerepracticallynilItwasasfarfromthesunasRupertwas,butalmostdiametricallyopposite,almosthiddenbythesunAlmostThemassiveyellowconstructorshipwantedtobeabletomonitoreventsonPlanetTenwithoutbeingspotteditselfIthadmanagedthisverysuccessfullyTherewereallsortsofotherwaysinwhichthisshipwasdiametricallyoppositetotheGrebulonsItsleader,itsCaptain,hadaveryclearideaofwhathispurposewasItwasaverysimpleandplainoneandhehadbeenpursuingitinhissimple,plainwayforaconsiderableperiodoftimenowAnyonewhoknewofhispurposemighthavesaidthatitwasapointlessanduglyone,thatitwasn’tthesortofpurposethatenhancedalife,putaspringinaperson’sstep,madebirdssingandflowersbloomRatherthereverseinfactAbsolutelythereverseItwasn’thisjobtoworryaboutthat,thoughItwashisjobtodohisjob,whichwastodohisjobIfthatledtoacertainnarrownessofvisionandcircularityofthoughtthenitwasn’thisjobtoworryaboutsuchthingsAnysuchthingsthatcamehiswaywerereferredtootherswhohad,inturn,otherpeopletorefersuchthingstoMany,manylightyearsfromhere,indeedfromanywhere,liesthegrimandlongabandonedplanet,VogsphereSomewhereonafetid,fogboundmudbankonthisplanettherestands,surroundedbythedirty,brokenandemptycarapacesofthelastfewjeweledscuttlingcrabs,asmallstonemonumentwhichmarkstheplace,whereitisthought,thespeciesVogonVogonblurtusfirstaroseOnthemonumentthereiscarvedanarrowwhichpointsawayintothefog,underwhichareinscribedinplain,simplelettersthewords‘Thebuckstopsthere’Deepinthebowelsofhisunsightlyyellowship,theVogonCaptaingruntedashereachedforaslightlyfadedanddogearedpieceofpaperthatlayinfrontofhimAdemolitionorderIfyouweretounravelexactlywheretheCaptain’sjob,whichwastodohisjobwhichwastodohisjob,actuallybegan,thenitallcamedownatlasttothispieceofpaperthathadbeenissuedtohimbyhisimmediatesuperiorlongagoThepieceofpaperhadaninstructiononit,andhispurposewastocarryoutthatinstructionandputalittletickmarkintheadjacentboxwhenhehadcarrieditoutHehadcarriedouttheinstructiononcebefore,butanumberoftroublesomecircumstanceshadpreventedhimfrombeingabletoputthetickinthelittleboxOneofthetroublesomecircumstanceswasthePluralnatureofthisGalacticsector,wherethepossiblecontinuallyinterferedwiththeprobableSimpledemolitiondidn’tgetyouanyfurtherthanpushingdownabubbleunderabadlyhungstripofwallpaperAnythingyoudemolishedkeptonpoppingupagainThatwouldsoonbetakencareofAnotherwasasmallbunchofpeoplewhocontinuallyrefusedtobewheretheyweresupposedtobewhentheyweresupposedtobethereThat,also,wouldsoonbetakencareofThethirdwasanirritatingandanarchiclittledevicecalledTheHitchHiker’sGuidetotheGalaxyThatwasnowwellandtrulytakencareofand,infact,throughthephenomenalpoweroftemporalreverseengineering,itwasnowitselftheagencythroughwhicheverythingelsewouldbetakencareofTheCaptainhadmerelycometowatchthefinalactofthisdramaHehimselfdidnothavetoliftafinger‘Showme,’hesaidTheshadowyshapeofabirdspreaditswingsandroseintotheairnearhimDarknessengulfedthebridgeDimlightsdancedbrieflyintheblackeyesofthebirdas,deepinitsinstructionaladdressspace,bracketafterbracketwasfinallyclosing,ifclauseswerefinallyending,repeatloopshalting,recursivefunctionscallingthemselvesforthelastfewtimesAbrilliantvisionlitupinthedarkness,awateryblueandgreenvision,atubeflowingthroughtheair,shapedlikeachoppedupstringofsausagesWithaflatulentnoiseofsatisfaction,theVogonCaptainsatbacktowatch‘Justthere,numberfortytwo,’shoutedFordPrefecttothetaxidriver‘Righthere!’Thetaxilurchedtoahalt,andFordandArthurjumpedoutTheyhadstoppedatquiteanumberofcashdispensersontheway,andFordchuckedafistfulofmoneythroughthewindowatthedriverTheentrancetotheclubwasdark,smartandsevereOnlythesmallestlittleplaqueboreitsnameMembersknewwhereitwas,andifyouweren’tamemberthenknowingwhereitwaswasn’tanyhelptoyouFordPrefectwasnotamemberofStavro’sthoughhehadoncebeentoStavro’sotherclubinNewYorkHehadaverysimplemethodofdealingwithestablishmentsofwhichhewasnotamemberHesimplysweptinassoonasthedoorwasopened,pointedbackatArthurandsaid,‘It’sOK,he’swithme’Heboundeddownthedarkglossystairs,feelingveryfroodyinhisnewshoesTheyweresuedeandtheywereblue,andhewasverypleasedthatinspiteofeverythingelsegoingonhehadbeensharpeyedenoughtospottheminashopwindowfromthebackofaspeedingtaxi‘IthoughtItoldyounottocomehere’‘What’saidFordAthin,illlookingmanwearingsomethingbaggyandItalianwaswalkingupthestairspastthem,lightingacigarette,andhadstopped,suddenly‘Notyou,’hesaid‘Him’HelookedstraightatArthur,thenseemedtobecomealittleconfused‘Excuseme,’hesaid‘IthinkImusthavemistakenyouforsomeoneelse’Hestartedonupthestairsagain,butalmostimmediatelyturnedroundoncemore,evenmorepuzzledHestaredatArthur‘Nowwhat’saidFord‘Whatdidyousay’‘Isaid,nowwhat’repeatedFordirritably‘Yes,Ithinkso,’saidthemanandswayedslightlyanddroppedthebookofmatcheshe’dbeencarryingHismouthmovedweaklyThenheputhishandtohisforehead‘Excuseme,’hesaid,‘I’mtryingdesperatelytorememberwhichdrugI’vejusttaken,butitmustbeoneofthoseoneswhichmeanyoucan’tremember’Heshookhisheadandturnedawayagain,andwentuptowardsthemen’sroom‘Comeon,’saidFordHehurriedondownstairs,withArthurfollowingnervouslyinhiswakeTheencounterhadshakenhimbadlyandhedidn’tknowwhyHedidn’tlikeplaceslikethisForallofthedreamsofEarthandhomehehadhadforyears,henowbadlymissedhishutonLamuellawithhisknivesandhissandwichesHeevenmissedOldThrashbarg‘Arthur!’ItwasthemostastoundingeffectHisnamewasbeingshoutedinstereoHetwistedtolookonewayUpthestairsbehindhimhesawTrillianhurryingdowntowardshiminherwonderfullyrumpledRymplonTMShewaslookingsuddenlyaghastHetwistedtheotherwaytoseewhatshewaslookingsuddenlyaghastatAtthebottomofthestairswasTrillian,wearing…No–thiswasTriciaTriciathathehadjustseen,hystericalwithconfusion,ontelevisionAndbehindherwasRandom,lookingmorewildeyedthaneverBehindherintherecessesofthesmart,dimlylitclub,theotherclienteleoftheeveningformedafrozentableau,staringanxiouslyupattheconfrontationonthestairsForafewsecondseveryonestoodstockstillOnlythemusicfrombehindthebardidn’tknowtostopthrobbing‘Thegunsheisholding,’saidFordquietly,noddingslightlytowardsRandom,‘isaWabanattaItwasintheshipshestolefrommeIt’squitedangerousinfactJustdon’tmoveforamomentLet’sjusteverybodystaycalmandfindoutwhat’supsettingher’‘WheredoIfit’screamedRandomsuddenlyThehandholdingthegunwastremblingfiercelyHerotherhanddelvedintoherpocketandpulledouttheremainsofArthur’swatchSheshookitatthem‘IthoughtIwouldfithere,’shecried,‘ontheworldthatmademe!Butitturnsoutthatevenmymotherdoesn’tknowwhoIam!’Sheflungthewatchviolentlyaside,anditsmashedintotheglassesbehindthebar,scatteringitsinnardsEveryonewasveryquietforamomentortwolonger‘Random,’saidTrillianquietlyfromuponthestairs‘Shutup!’shoutedRandom‘Youabandonedme!’‘Random,itisveryimportantthatyoulistentomeandunderstand,’persistedTrillianquietly‘Thereisn’tverymuchtimeWemustleaveWemustallleave’‘WhatareyoutalkingaboutWe’realwaysleaving!’Shehadbothhandsonthegunnow,andbothwereshakingTherewasnooneinparticularshewaspointingitatShewasjustpointingitattheworldingeneral‘Listen,’saidTrillianagain‘IleftyoubecauseIwenttocoverawarforthenetworkItwasextremelydangerousAtleast,IthoughtitwasgoingtobeIarrivedandthewarhadsuddenlyceasedtohappenTherewasatimeanomalyand…listen!Pleaselisten!Areconnaissancebattleshiphadfailedtoturnup,therestofthefleetwasscatteredinsomefarcicaldisarrayIt’shappeningallthetimenow’‘Idon’tcare!Idon’twanttohearaboutyourbloodyjob!’shoutedRandom‘Iwantahome!Iwanttofitsomewhere!’‘Thisisnotyourhome,’saidTrillian,stillkeepinghervoicecalm‘Youdon’thaveoneWenoneofushaveoneHardlyanybodyhasoneanymoreThemissingshipIwasjusttalkingaboutThepeopleofthatshipdon’thaveahomeTheydon’tknowwheretheyarefromTheydon’tevenhaveanymemoryofwhotheyareorwhattheyareforTheyareverylostandveryconfusedandveryfrightenedTheyarehereinthissolarsystem,andtheyareabouttodosomethingvery…misguidedbecausetheyaresolostandconfusedWe…must…leave…nowIcan’ttellyouwherethereistogotoPerhapsthereisn’tanywhereButhereisnottheplacetobePleaseOnemoretimeCanwego’Randomwaswaveringinpanicandconfusion‘It’sallright,’saidArthurgently‘IfI’mhere,we’resafeDon’taskmetoexplainjustnow,butIamsafe,soyouaresafeOK’‘Whatareyousaying’saidTrillian‘Let’salljustrelax,’saidArthurHewasfeelingverytranquilHislifewascharmedandnoneofthisseemedrealSlowly,gradually,Randombegantorelax,andtoletthegundown,inchbyinchTwothingshappenedsimultaneouslyThedoortothemen’sroomatthetopofthestairsopened,andthemanwhohadaccostedArthurcameout,sniffingStartledatthesuddenmovement,RandomliftedthegunagainjustasamanstandingbehindhermadeagrabforitArthurthrewhimselfforwardTherewasadeafeningexplosionHefellawkwardlyasTrillianthrewherselfdownoverhimThenoisediedawayArthurlookeduptoseethemanatthetopofthestairsgazingdownathimwithalookofutterstupefaction‘You…’hesaidThenslowly,horribly,hefellapartRandomthrewthegundownandfelltoherknees,sobbing‘I’msorry!’shesaid‘I’msosorry!I’mso,sosorry…’TriciawenttoherTrillianwenttoherArthursatonthestairswithhisheadbetweenhishandsandhadnotthefaintestideawhattodoFordwassittingonthestairbeneathhimHepickedsomethingup,lookedatitwithinterest,andpassedituptoArthur‘Thismeananythingtoyou’hesaidArthurtookitItwasthebookofmatcheswhichthedeadmanhaddroppedIthadthenameoftheclubonitIthadthenameoftheproprietoroftheclubonitItlookedlikethis:STAVROMUELLERBETAHestaredatitforsometimeasthingsbeganslowlytoreassemblethemselvesinhismindHewonderedwhatheshoulddo,butheonlywondereditidlyAroundhimpeoplewerebeginningtorushandshoutalot,butitwassuddenlyverycleartohimthattherewasnothingtobedone,notnoworeverThroughthenewstrangenessofnoiseandlighthecouldjustmakeouttheshapeofFordPrefectsittingbackandlaughingwildlyAtremendousfeelingofpeacecameoverhimHeknewthatatlast,foronceandforever,itwasnowall,finally,overInthedarknessofthebridgeattheheartoftheVogonship,ProstetnicVogonJeltzsataloneLightsflaredbrieflyacrosstheexternalvisionscreensthatlinedonewallIntheairabovehimthediscontinuitiesintheblueandgreenwaterysausageshaperesolvedthemselvesOptionscollapsed,possibilitiesfoldedintoeachother,andthewholeatlastresolveditselfoutofexistenceAverydeepdarknessdescendedTheVogoncaptainsatimmersedinitforafewseconds‘Light,’hesaidTherewasnoresponseThebird,too,hadcrumpledoutofallpossibilityTheVogonturnedonthelighthimselfHepickedupthepieceofpaperagainandplacedalittletickinthelittleboxWell,thatwasdoneHisshipslunkoffintotheinkyvoidInspiteofhavingtakenwhatheregardedasanextremelypositivepieceofaction,theGrebulonLeaderendeduphavingaverybadmonthafterallItwasprettymuchthesameasallthepreviousmonthsexceptthattherewasnownothingonthetelevisionanymoreHeputonalittlelightmusicinstead�Anornamentaltuftofplumes�Ajumbledmass�Aclericrankingbelowabishop�SeeLife,theUniverseandEverything,Chapter�WeliveinstrangetimesWealsoliveinstrangeplaces:eachinauniverseofourownThepeoplewithwhomwepopulateouruniversesaretheshadowsofwholeotheruniversesintersectingwithourownBeingabletoglanceoutintothisbewilderingcomplexityofinfiniterecursionandsaythingslike,‘Oh,hiEd!NicetanHow’sCarol’involvesagreatdealoffilteringskillforwhichallconsciousentitieshaveeventuallytodevelopacapacityinordertoprotectthemselvesfromthecontemplationofthechaosthroughwhichtheyseetheandtumbleSogiveyourkidabreak,OKExtractfromPracticalParentinginaFractallyDementedUniversePAG
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