Pen - "What is needed to read Stump?"

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      Let us ask ourselves a rhetorical question:
 grew up: "What is needed to read Stump?"
 Right  !  Computer and big soft
 chair! However, to read "The Pen" you still have to
 you will need:                             
             A cup of hot coffee;         
             Warm and fluffy blanket;      
             Smart facial expression.        
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      The origin of life is lost in darkness
 centuries of the past millennia. How did it come about?
 first in the form of tiny bacteria,
 she then created the crown of her creation -
 Homo sapiens? And is this the crown? 
      The mystery of life, what is it? In that
 how it arises everywhere and every day
 Is it from a speck of DNA? This is already
 question of questions.                         
      Today the key to unlocking the laws
 computer science, which emerged from
 the depths of practical cybernetics, but long ago
 has already shed its tight shell. In the very
 In fact, a living organism is characterized by op-
 defined structure, orderliness,
 in other words, information opposing
 disorder, chaos.                
      According to statistics, approximately one
 for all countries, people, professions
 which require great intelligence (and
 to the samewealthy people are usually more
 high standard of living), have on average
 fewer offspring and produce them in more
 at a later age than, say, unskilled
 classified workers whose labor is not classified
 read at any level of intelligence
 lect.  In other words, those who have
 great intelligence, contribute to the gene pool
 the next generation has a smaller contribution
 compared with those who have intellectual
 volume is below average.                       
 Of course, the total set
 actions are not the story itself. Here
 nothing can be reduced to simple statistics,
 as in physical or chemical processes
 sah, because man himself cannot be reduced to
 her. In Europe in the 30s of our century
 fascism took hold not only in Germany,
 but also in Italy, Romania, Hungary... But
 only Hitler's fascism acquired study
 Versian traits under the influence, indisputably
 but, psychopathic irrational personal-
 ties of the Fuhrer.                            
      Homo sapiens is the most universal
 greasy biological species. He lives on
 here (except for icy Antarctica) - to
 jungles and tundra, on the “roof of the world” and on
 sea coast... Usually organisms
 spreading across the planet, they lose connections
 among themselves, becoming increasingly isolated
 isolated species that are no longer capable
 interbreed and produce a productive mixed
 new offspring.                           
      With human races and peoples
 this didn't happen because evolution
 a person is less and less affected by his genetic
 type  Externally, the representatives are not only different
 races, but also nations differ quite
 easy, but the surgeon, performing abdominal surgery,
 tion, could not make out who was in front of him -
 Chinese or Irish if the patient is like
 it happens, covered with a sheet.           
      While the communities were small and
 socialized, the borders of the tribe seemed human-
 where the limit of the world, customs and prohibitions were
 still absolute: there was nothing to compare with
 vat. Isolated attempts to break the routine
 life was accompanied by cruel spiritual
 suture breaks; their echo was felt
 even in ancient tragedies.                
      While wandering around the world, people learned
 that the customs of other nations differ from theirs
 own.  This alone meant that
 the ban can, in principle, be broken. Human
 the century was freed from the subconscious, not
 controlled by the mind, almost a reflex-
 new ways                                 
      So, in comparison, most clearly
 the most important factor of progress is being established -
 exchange of information: knowledge, ideas,
 culture.Author unknown.    
                                          
                                          
                                          
   E. SARRANTONIO                         
                                          
            WELL, JONES, WAIT!          
                 January 12                
      Today I am happy because
 The company's supplier installed a new one on my lawn.
 I feel like an abstract sculpture. I ordered
 place it on the line dividing our
 plots, and Harry Jones's eyes bulged,
 seeing the sculpture opposite his
 porch. This bastard will have to watch
 on it every morning before leaving for work
 that one                                      
                 January 30                
      When Jones called me to look
 at his new sculpture, I can hardly keep my
 squeezed so as not to strangle him. She's all
 coated with silver and twice as powerful
 to her.  I managed to squeeze out a smile, but
 we both knew what I was thinking...             
                                          
                16 February                
      Today I called one of my sons
 Harry and took a photo of him with his new
 holocamera.  The photo that was ready
 instantly, I gave it to the boy, and he,
 Of course, I immediately ran to my dad - asked
 wonder why they don’t have such a holocam-
ry... I can imagine how Harry
 yells at the top of his lungs at the little bastard.
 This made me feel good all day.      
                                          
                21 February                
      Harry called today and he said that
 bought a luxurious holocine camera, and invited
 Sheila and I have the strength to make a new film. Co-
 Of course, I replied that we would not be able to come
 ty, but this scoundrel then sent ma-
 lazy Robbie with a copy of the film. Tape hour
 length, color, sound. I'm sick of
 that such a guy earns
 no more than me, allows himself to buy go-
 lock camera.                            
                  June 17                 
      May you be thrice miserable, Harry Joe-
 uns!  Today the workers connected the current and
 gone and I must admit that we managed
 They are excellent at their task. Surely
 no one in the country, let alone
 in our block, there is no such complete
 entertainment arcade.  Complete - in
 in the literal sense of the word. Everything is here -
 from high-level racing simulators
 authenticity to holographic clowns
 (they are four-color!) and evening fireworks
 verification with variable program. Seller
 tried to try it at the department store
 give me your entire lecture about what I
 got to the very beginning of the technical revolution
 tions in everyday entertainmentand that the prices are already
 will never be so low
 I wonder how they could be even higher; to
 fortunately I had a few postponed
 dollars for children's college education),
 but I didn’t let him finish, I just signed-
 signed the contract and paid the deposit. Then he
 signed for free in addition to the shooting range - in
 than, I would have ordered it anyway. I really
 I know how much Harry loves to shoot while moving -
 moving targets...                         
                                          
                  June 28                 
      God help me, but I'm human
 believer, but today I was tormented by desire
 kill Harry. Now I've calmed down a little
 but what was it like for me to return from a short
 business trip and see how Harry
 brings the street three-dimensional theater to
 at the top of a domed steam pond, and
 all this is piled on top of the miniature
 racing track and micro-area for
 golf (in combination with a decent amount of fun)
 private arcade and shooting gallery in one corner, pa-
 flying six feet above the ground)... Hours
 after two I stopped trembling, but even now
 I'm still in despair.             
                                          
                 November 11                
      Well, I've spent my last one
 cent, Sheila left, taking the children, but that's all
 it doesn't matter. I finally found
research department employee at
 one of the large companies producing
 commercial devices, which managed to be sub-
 drink, and I know, I'm sure, because I checked
 very carefully what I hold in my hands
 the only one in the world (and therefore the best!)
 copy.  The guy I bribed
 said that this thing is an absolute waste
 bitelsky household device and can
 make any changes to
 spatio-temporal structure of the All-
 Lennoy, can do almost everything! He's a little
 was not backing down at the last minute
 Well, he started muttering that this thing was dangerous
 and has not yet passed all the tests (its storage
 whether locked and in the strictest confidence), and if
 "the tube will burn out, the Earth may be abandoned
 back to the Paleozoic era." He probably
 I was afraid to get caught, but when I saw
 a thick wad of money in one hand and a pistol
 years later, shut up and took the money.
 Now I'm standing on my lawn and looking at
 Jones's house (I know that he is in his own
 It is possible to order via holophone an improved
 an improved model of what I got,
 or at least find out what it is), and how
 As soon as this scoundrel looks out, I will click on
 button.  I don't know what will happen, but
 in any case, no one will surpass me.
 I'm ahead of you, Jones! This is his face
 appeared in the window? Yes! Jones, wait a minute
 !...November 11                
       400,000,000 BC.      
      I move the stone.  Big stone.
 My hands are slimy, my mouth is dirty. You-
 crawling out of the sea. Wet sea. Now under
 me dirt, earth.  It's hard to breathe, but I
 I'm breathing. Now I'll stay on dry land.           
      I move the stone. Good stone, smooth
 cue on one side, flat on the other
 sides. It's cool under a stone, I'm hiding from
 sun.  I live under a stone, in the cool
 dirt. Fine.                           
                I'm happy.                
      Another me crawls out of the sea. I'll watch-
 I give. He learns to breathe, for a long time, it’s difficult for him,
 he almost returns to the sea, but stays
 Yes. He looks at me under the stone.        
      Now he moves a stone, another stone
 less, more than mine, smoother with one
 sides.  There's more space underneath, more
 coolness. He moves the stone towards mine and
 crawls under it, hides from the sun.
 He looks at me for a long time.                   
                                I'm angry.  
                                          
                                          
                                          
                                          
                                          
                                          
                                          

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