"Just calm down," Major Casals said quietly.Bibleman seated himself. He discovered that his hands were shaking. To himself he thought, I was born in the wrong century. A hundred years ago this wouldn't have happened and a hundred years from now it will be illegal. What I needs is a lawyer....Now he had been set up by a robot, a cheap machine, to shovel shit in the boonies, dragooned by a mechanical scam. This was not a college he was going to; he had won nothing. He had won a stint at some kind of forced-labor camp, most likely. The exit door leads in, he thought to himself. Which is to say, when they want you they already have you; all they need is the paperwork. And a computer can process the forms at the touch of a key. The H key for hell and the S key for slave, he thought. And the Y key for you.More
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A Brilliant Short Story
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