By Arthur C. Clarke
1000 years after the Jupiter venture to discover the mysterious Monolith were destroyed, after Dave Bowman was once remodeled into the famous person baby, Frank Poole drifted in house, frozen and forgotten, leaving the supercomputer HAL inoperable. yet now Poole has lower back to existence, awakening in a global some distance diverse from the only he left behind--and simply because the Monolith should be stirring once more . . .
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But let's be fair – really no alternative before electronic monitoring and control perfected – you should see the joyful crowds smashing the prison walls then – nothing like it since Berlin fifty years earlier! Yes – Danil. I don't know what his crime was – wouldn't tell you if I did – but presume his psych profile suggested he'd make a good – what was the word? – ballet – no, valet. Very hard to get people for some jobs – don't know how we'd manage if crime level zero! Anyway hope he's soon decontrolled and back in normal society SORRY MELINDA NEARLY FINISHED SORRY MELINDA NEARLY FINISHED That's it, Frank – regards to Dimitrj – you must be halfway to Ganymede now – wonder if they'll ever repeal Einstein so we can talk across space in real-time!
Better not say I told you that. On second thoughts, why not? Love – Indra. STORE TRANSMIT MISS PRINGLE RECORD Hello – Indra – I've had another session with Dr Ted, though I've still not told him just why you think he's angry with God! But I've had some very interesting arguments – no, dialogues – with him, though he does most of the talking. Never thought I'd get into philosophy again after all these years of engineering. Perhaps I had to go through them first, to appreciate it. Wonder how he'd grade me as a student?
Impact due in just over an hour. We've given it a little nudge, to make sure it comes down in the right place. ' Poole looked at him in astonishment. ' 'About fifty mad scientists, near the South Pole. Of course, they're well dug in, but we should shake them up a bit – even though Ground Zero is on the other side of the planet. ' As the cosmic iceberg, sparkling and flashing in its protective envelope, dwindled away towards Venus, Poole was struck with a sudden, poignant memory. The Christmas trees of his childhood had been adorned with just such ornaments, delicate bubbles of coloured glass.