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If one would praise the Almighty, one must then revel in His works, and take them whole, adore their very grossness, savor the oozing quiddity of that slime of which He seems to be inordinately fond. Love is not nice. God's love assuredly is not; and human love, its copy, must not presume to be so.Eric Frank Russell
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What doesthis F. – I.W. mean?”“ Initial-slang, ” informed Baines. “Made correctby common usage. It has become a worldwidemotto. You’ll see it all over the place if you haven’tnoticed it already.”“ I have seen it here and there but attached no importanceto it and thought nothing more about it. Iremember now that it was inscribed in several placesincluding Seth’s and the fire depot.”“ It was on the sides of that bus we couldn’tempty, ” put in Gleed. “It didn’t mean anything tome.”“ It means plenty, ” said Jeff. “Freedom – IWon’t! ”“That kills me, ” Gleed responded. “I’m stonedead already. I’ve dropped in my tracks.” Hewatched Harrison thoughtfully pocketing the plaque.“ A piece of abracadabra. What a weapon! ”“ Ignorance is bliss, ” asserted Baines, strangelysure of himself. “Especially when you don’t knowthat what you’re playing with is the safety catch ofsomething that goes bang.”“ All right, ” challenged Gleed, taking him up onthat. “Tell us how it works.”“ I won’t.” Baines’ grin reappeared. He seemed tobe highly satisfied about something.“ That’s a fat lot of help.” Gleed felt let down, especiallyover that momentary hoped-for reward.“ You brag and boast about a one-way weapon, tossacross a slip of stuff with three letters on it and thengo dumb. Any folly will do for braggarts and anybraggart can talk through the seat of his pants. Howabout backing up your talk?”“ I won’t, ” repeated Baines, his grin broader thanever. He gave the onlooking Harrison a fat, significantwink. It made something spark vividly within Harrison’smind. His jaw dropped, he dragged the plaque fromhis pocket and stared at it as if seeing it for the firsttime.“ Give it back to me, ” requested Baines, watchinghim. Replacing it in his pocket, Harrison said veryfirmly, “I won’t.” Baines chuckled. “Some people catch on quicker than others. .Eric Frank Russell
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Inside, Harrison came face to face witha small man wearing immense plus fours.“ Looking for someone?” asked the small man.“ Yes, the fire chief.”“ Who’s he?” By now prepared for this sort of thing, Harrisonspoke as one would to a child. “See here, Mister, thisis a fire-fighting outfit. Somebody bosses it. Somebodyorganizes the whole affair, fills forms, pressesbuttons, shouts orders, recommends promotions, kicks the shiftless, grabs all the credit, transfers allthe blame and generally lords it around. He’s themost important man in the bunch and everybodyknows it.” His forefinger tapped imperatively on theother’s chest. “And he is the fellow I’m going to talkto if it’s the last thing I do.”“ Nobody is more important than anyone else. How can he be? I think you’re crazy.”“ You’re welcome to think what you please but Iam telling you that–.” A shrill bell clamoured, cutting off his sentence. .Eric Frank Russell
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How can trade be bad if you don’t make moneyeven when it’s good?” inquired Gleed, reasonablyapplying the information Harrison had given him. Jeff’s big moon eyes went over him slowly thenturned to Harrison. “So he’s another bum off yourboat, eh? What’s he talking about?”“ Money, ” explained Harrison. “It’s stuff we use tosimplify trade. It’s printed stuff, like documentaryobs of various sizes.”“ That tells me a lot, ” Jeff Baines observed. “Ittells a crowd that has to make a printed record ofevery ob is not to be trusted – because they don’teven trust each other.Eric Frank Russell
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Damn! - I'd rather walk into something of my own accord than to be frogmarched into it."" So it says here in the file. James Mowry, twenty-six, restless and pigheaded. Can be trusted to do anything at all - provided the alternative is worse."" You sound like my father. Did he tell you that?"" The Service does not reveal its sources of information.Eric Frank Russell