The Transhuman Comedy
Raymund Eich's freelance futurism for fun and profit.About Me
- Name: Raymund
- Location: Houston, Texas, United States
I write science fiction (sf) and fantasy, and I'm a book reviewer for Escape Pod (escapepod.org). I follow the sciences--I have a Ph.D. in biochemistry, but also pay attention to neuroscience and astronomy. When not working or writing, I trade currencies, and with what's left of my free time I read sf/f, history, and economics, play computer and board games, keep fit, occasionally fire up the grill, and love my wife.
Thursday, November 08, 2007
SCI FI Weekly Classic Gallery Image
"Birds don't fly in straight lines."
Across the room, legs crossed on a chair hung from the ceiling on slender carbon fiber, Priya looked up. Her gesture stopped the servitor carrying a tray with espresso
cups in mid-bow. Past the servitor, Arminius stood and stared out the window. He wore the gray trousers and green shirt combination she was certain represented a bug in his valet's software. Hands clasped behind him, his profile showed his gaze tracing straight lines through the air outside between their flat and the ziggurats downtown."You see a bird?" Every so often one strayed in from the
sea of wilderness outside the city, or snuck through the ductwork from the arcology's atrium.He shook his head with a slight smile. "The aircars. Traffic control has them travelling in straight lines, but why? We've decoded the brains of birds and could code the same into the cpus of aircars."
"Birds fly into windows. You want an aircar to do the same?"
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