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College: i.e.,the self-contradictory task of defining Pataphysics in nonpataphysical terms. I can offer only some gleanings. ‘Pataphysics (according to Shattuck) is— Anything Hank decides! says Edie stoutly. Science, they keep telling us. Iscatching up with science fiction. This is happily (at long last) true—precisely as itmust be true that on any new frontier (space, surface, political, or academic) surveyors will replace the early scouts, and settlers may tread heavily on the surveyors heels. I have no intention of hypnotizing you. Now look to the right. He pulled this one out and explored once more. IT COULD BE YOU At Central Stores the door has been opened, and hatless men were streaming into the store as Hip said, It Could Be You with eyes of blue. And according to my little data book, that brings us down to 90,000 possibilities. That’s still a lot, but keep looking in. By this time most of the hatless had turned and walked out of the store. They had brown eyes, or carried coloured lenses for eye-colour days. Oh, yes, I do. I leaned over to kiss her neck, glancing around the room over her shoulder. . . . Life to Campbell is a gigantic experiment in form, and earth the forcing-house—animpeccable vision, but one not warmed (in his theories, that is) by a feeling for the pain or personal potential of the individuals in the experiment. That kind of gentleness inexpression seemed to disappear with Don A. Stuart. Mose had no doubt that the thing lying on his bed beside the kitchen stove had come in this birdcage contraption. He marveled some at that, but he didnt fret himself too much, for the whole thing was so unearthly that he knew he had little chance of pondering it out. He had put the glass to his lips, evidently more at home with methods of drinking than of eating, and taken a single sip before sputtering, choking and spitting. Nan was furious, equally at the waste and the manners, until she noticed his hands for the first time. They were strong-looking, perhaps longer than ordinary. On each there was a thumb and three fingers. The three fingers were widely spaced; there was no sign of deformity or amputation. He was simply eight- instead of ten-fingered. Not since the 1948-1950 period of intense activity by the World Federalists and the Association of Atomic Scientists has there been so much concentration on war themes in speculative writing. But there is a difference. Oh, yes, I assured him. One of them did just that. There was a hassle over it. Somebody reminded him that the machine gun was designed just to kill human beings, that it wasnt sporting to turn it on game. The hassle sort of took the edge off their fun, so they piled into their space yacht and took off for some other place where they could count on a chase before the kill.” You wish to relax, and see the explicitness of the doctrine of Locar in its fullness? Well, it was time for her to change, to disintegrate, to transsubstantiate into a pattern not of flesh but music. That discipline at least the Mentor had taught and could not take away. He chopped down on the nerve centres inside Hejars collarbones. While were waiting, Bill, I’m sure the folks would like to hear a list of the new records which have already been set in this fifth meeting between the United States and Russia in the Olympic War Games. Our first record came early in the games when the American fifth and sixth squads startled the world with a brilliant demonstration of firepower and shattering the old mark set back in 2042 by killing seven men in just. . .* * * * As I write, Ballards newest novel.The Crystal World, is about to appear in both countries (Cape and Farrar), and Berkley has just released a new collection. TheImpossible Man, and other Stories. Another collection is forthcoming from Cape, and Doubleday is planning the first American hardcover collection. Quincannon bought a copy of the StocktonRecord from a lobby vendor, then found a velvet plush chair partially concealed by another of the potted plants from where he had an oblique look into the dining room. The actress sat at a dining table near one of the windows, fortunately with her back to the lobby. His mouth began to water as he watched her linger over whatever repast shed ordered; he made an effort to force his mind away from food..
