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- Newsgroups: talk.bizarre
- Path: sparky!uunet!gatech!news.ans.net!cmcl2!panix!gaillard
- From: gaillard@panix.com (Ed Gaillard)
- Subject: Let us reverently consult the tortoise shell about the king
- Message-ID: <1992Dec30.011233.26301@panix.com>
- Date: Wed, 30 Dec 1992 01:12:33 GMT
- Organization: Radio Free Hades
- Keywords: story
- Lines: 19
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- They evolved rapidly, but, because they lived on the surface of a
- tennis ball, they never developed science. With each stroke of a
- player's racket, and each bounce on the court, their home world was
- subjected to drastic changes in velocity, acceleration, and spin.
- These changes made it appear that the universe was not subject to any
- definite physical laws. Even astronomy was impossible; the heavens
- wheeled about too unpredictably. They felt totally at the mercy of
- capricious gods. Their religious ceremonies, by which they tried to
- propitiate those gods, were complex and beautiful.
-
- All their theology couldn't help them when disaster struck their
- world. A player, off balance, struck a high, erratic lob. The tennis
- ball drifted over the fence around the court, bounced once on the
- path outside, and landed in the Hudson River, where it drifted awhile
- (as most of the population drowned) and eventually sank (killing the
- remnant).
-
- -ed g.
- Would you like to swing on a star? Why?
-