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Re: Shysterhood page finally up on Amazon US!

Postby tenfingersofdoom » 08 Nov 2011 22:58

seattle jan. 3rd, briomnius will most likely be at university bookstore, anybody out there actually ordered a jacurutu shirt? i might be able go there wearing one.
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Postby Ampoliros » 09 Nov 2011 17:17

http://torforge.wordpress.com/2011/11/09/sisterhood-of-dune-sweepstakes/

For anyone that wants to help me win an ARC. I listed jacurutu as my website. No need to hide it.
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Postby Freakzilla » 09 Nov 2011 17:25

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Postby D Pope » 09 Nov 2011 20:21

From the rules;
2. Random Drawing. From all eligible entries received, a random drawing will be held on or about November 16, 2011 by Sponsor, whose decisions concerning all matters related to this sweepstakes are final. Winners will be notified by e-mail. Winner will be required to provide a physical mailing address for delivery of the prize (no P.O. boxes).

3. Prizes. Five (5) Winners will receive one advance reading copy of Sisterhood of Dune by Brian Herbert and Kevin J. Anderson (approximate retail value [ARV] $3.50). ARV of all Prizes: $17.50. Odds of winning depend upon the number of eligible entries received. If any prize is won by a minor, it will be awarded in the name of minor's parent or legal guardian.

Did you note the ARV?
I like, "...Sponsor, whose decisions concerning all matters related to this sweepstakes are final."
Sponsor: Tom Doherty Associates, LLC.
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| #10 ___Still waiting for the last book I won, but I’ll give this one a shot.
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Re: Shysterhood page finally up on Amazon US!

Postby SandChigger » 09 Nov 2011 20:27

Hey... what were the legalities again of publicly soliciting sale of an ARC? ;)

(Notice how they've learned to be quiet about them? But they're still out there, evidently. :twisted: )

I wonder if KJA is circulating ARCs among his little (and I mean "little" only in the sense of their small number! :lol: ) coterie of cyberfellators, like he's done with other recent books.... ;)
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Postby Omphalos » 09 Nov 2011 21:48

It's their property, so you don't have a right to do it. Could get a seller banned from getting them in the future. That about t.

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Postby trang » 09 Nov 2011 22:12

threw a post up on that page see if I can land one good for continued research.
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Postby Ampoliros » 09 Nov 2011 22:58

They aren't supposed to be resold. Doesn't stop it from happening. I picked up an ARC of Hellhole for $5 on ebay before the book came out.
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Postby Omphalos » 10 Nov 2011 00:57

Ampoliros wrote:They aren't supposed to be resold. Doesn't stop it from happening. I picked up an ARC of Hellhole for $5 on ebay before the book came out.


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Postby Ampoliros » 10 Nov 2011 04:32

I know, I didn't even get a copy with the misprinted Dune titles in it!
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Postby Freakzilla » 10 Nov 2011 08:22

If I win, I'll send it to you do disect. :twisted:
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Postby SadisticCynic » 10 Nov 2011 16:48

Freakzilla wrote:If I win, I'll send it to you do disect. :twisted:


Same.
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Postby tenfingersofdoom » 10 Nov 2011 20:25

Gentlemen, the game is afoot.
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Postby Freakzilla » 02 Dec 2011 12:18

Book signing locations are up on FB... :twisted:
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For some reason FB won't let me post a comment. :cry:
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Postby Freakzilla » 02 Dec 2011 20:11

DENVER: Kevin—B&N, Lone Tree, CO/7pm
SEATTLE: Brian—University Bookstore, Seattle, WA /7pm

Jan 4, Wednesday
MINNEAPOLIS, MN: Kevin—Uncle Hugo’s/5:30 PM
PORTLAND, OR: Brian—Powells Books/7pm

Jan 5, Thursday
CHICAGO area: Kevin—Fremont library, Mundelein IL/7pm

Jan 6, Friday
DAYTON, OH: Kevin—Books & Co at the Greene/7pm
SACRAMENTO, CA: Brian—B&N/7pm

Jan 7, Saturday
CINCINNATI, OH: Kevin—Joseph-Beth Bookselllers/1 PM

Jan 8, Sunday
ATLANTA (Decatur): Kevin—Eagle Eye Bookstore/2 PM
REDONDO BEACH, CA: Brian—Mysterious Galaxy Redondo Beach/2:30pm

Jan 9, Monday
ORLANDO: Kevin—B&N East Colonial Dr./7pm
PASADENA: Brian—Vroman’s Bookstore/7pm

Jan 10, Tuesday
DALLAS: Kevin—B&N West NW Hwy/7pm

Jan 11, Wednesday
HOUSTON: Kevin—B&N The Woodlands/7pm
SAN DIEGO: Brian—Mysterious Galaxy /7:00p

Jan 14, Saturday
BELLINGHAM, WA: Brian—Village Books/2pm
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Postby Nekhrun » 02 Dec 2011 21:35

Freakzilla wrote:Jan 4, Wednesday
MINNEAPOLIS, MN: Kevin—Uncle Hugo’s/5:30 PM

This place is a shithole: http://www.unclehugo.com/prod/index.shtml
I'm a little surprised he'll be in this neighborhood in the dark. I'm sure he'll have roadside drop off and pickup. He'll be just a couple blocks away from my favorite liquor store: http://chicagolakeliquors.com/
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Postby Freakzilla » 02 Dec 2011 21:45

The Atlanta site is right next to Emory University.

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Freakzilla wrote:The Atlanta site is right next to Emory University.

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He's taunting those neighborhoods just trying to get his ass kicked.
I'll be shocked if anyone in his demographic shows up to his Minneapolis session.

Looks like he's no longer welcome at Barnes & Noble.
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Postby Ampoliros » 03 Dec 2011 04:45

Eh, 4 stops are at BN. I bet half of the copies of his books that are sold are sold at signings.
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Postby Serkanner » 05 Dec 2011 17:32

For those whom have the stomach ... the first chap is made public on TehKJA's blahg. Enjoy!
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Postby SandRider » 05 Dec 2011 17:47

damn his blahg - burn your eyes out here for free :

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It has been eighty- three years since the last thinking machines were destroyed
in the Battle of Corrin, after which Faykan Butler took the name of Corrino
and established himself as the i rst Emperor of a new Imperium. The great war
hero Vorian Atreides turned his back on politics and l ew off to parts un-
known, aging only imperceptibly because of the life- extension treatment given
to him by his notorious father, the late cymek general Agamemnon. Vorian’s
one- time adjutant, Abulurd Harkonnen, was convicted of cowardice during
the Battle of Corrin and exiled to the gloomy planet Lankiveil, where he died
twenty years later. His descendants continue to blame Vorian Atreides for the
downfall of their fortunes, although the man has not been seen for eight de-
cades.
On the jungle planet Rossak, Raquella Berto- Anirul, who survived a
malicious poisoning that transformed her into the i rst Reverend Mother,
has adapted methods from the near- extinct Sorceresses to form her own Sister-
hood, featuring a school that trains women to enhance their minds and
bodies.
Gilbertus Albans, once the ward of the in de pen dent robot Erasmus, has
established a different sort of school on the bucolic planet of Lampadas, where
he teaches humans to order their minds like computers, making them into
Mentats.
The descendants of Aurelius Venport and Norma Cenva (who remains alive,
although in a highly evolved state) have built a powerful commercial empire, —-1

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Venport Holdings; their spacing l eet uses Holtzman engines to fold space and
mutated, spice- saturated Navigators to guide the vessels.
Despite the time that has passed since the defeat of the thinking machines,
antitechnology fervor continues to sweep across the human- settled planets, with
powerful, fanatical groups imposing violent purges. . . .

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After being enslaved for a thousand years, we i nally overwhelmed the
forces of the computer evermind Omnius, yet our struggle is far from
ended. Serena Butler’s Jihad may be over, but now we must continue the
i ght against a more insidious and challenging enemy— human weakness
for technology and the temptation to repeat the mistakes of the past.

—manford torondo, The Only Path

anford Torondo had lost count of his many missions. Some he wanted to
Mforget, like the horrii c day that the explosion tore him apart and cost
him the lower half of his body. This mission, though, would be easier, and emi-
nently satisfying— eradicating more remnants of mankind’s greatest enemy.
Bristling with cold weapons, the machine warships hung outside the solar
system, where only the faintest mist of dwindled starlight glinted off their hulls.
As a result of the annihilation of the scattered Omnius everminds, this robot
attack group had never reached its destination, and the population of the nearby
League star system never even realized they had been a target. Now Manford’s
scouts had found the l eet again.
Those dangerous enemy vessels, still intact, armed, and functional, hung
dead in space, long after the Battle of Corrin. Mere derelicts, ghost ships— but
abominations, nonetheless. They had to be dealt with accordingly.
As his six small vessels approached the mechanical monstrosities, Manford
experienced a primal shudder. The dedicated followers of his Butlerian move-
ment were sworn to destroy all vestiges of forbidden computer technology. Now,
without hesitation, they closed in on the derelict robot l eet, like gulls on the
carcass of a beached whale.
The voice of Swordmaster Ellus crackled over the comm from an adjacent
ship. For this operation, the Swordmaster l ew point, guiding the Butlerian hunt-
ers to these insidious robot vessels that had drifted unnoticed for de cades. “It’s
an attack squadron of twenty- i ve ships, Manford— exactly where the Mentat —-1
predicted we’d i nd them.” —0

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Propped in a seat that had been specially modii ed to accommodate his leg-
less body, Manford nodded to himself. Gilbertus Albans continued to impress
him with his mental prowess. “Once again, his Mentat School proves that hu-
man brains are superior to thinking machines.”
“The mind of man is holy,” Ellus said.
“The mind of man is holy.” It was a benediction that had come to Manford in
a vision from God, and the saying was very pop u lar now with the Butlerians.
Manford signed off and continued to watch the unfolding operation from his
own compact ship.
Seated next to him in the cockpit, Swordmaster Anari Idaho noted the posi-
tion of the robot battleships on the screen and announced her assessment. She
wore a black- and- gray uniform with the emblem of the movement on her lapel, a
stylized sigil that featured a blood-red i st clenching a symbolic machine gear.
“We have enough weaponry to destroy them from a distance,” she said, “if we
use the explosives wisely. No need to risk boarding the ships. They’ll be guarded
by combat meks and linked i ghting drones.”
Looking up at his female attendant and friend, Manford maintained a stony
demeanor, though she always warmed his heart. “There is no risk— the evermind
is dead. And I want to gaze at these machine demons before we eliminate them.”
Dedicated to Manford’s cause, and to him personally, Anari accepted the
decision. “As you wish. I will keep you safe.” The look on her wide, innocent face
convinced Manford that he could do no wrong in her eyes, make no mistakes—
and as a result of her devotion, Anari protected him with ferocity.
Manford issued brisk orders. “Divide my followers into groups. No need to
hurry— I prefer perfection to haste. Have Swordmaster Ellus coordinate the scut-
tling charges across the machine ships. Not a scrap can remain once we’re i n-
ished.”
Because of his physical limitations, watching the destruction was one of the
few things that gave him plea sure. Thinking machines had overrun his ancestral
planet of Moroko, captured the populace, and unleashed their plagues, murder-
ing everyone. If his great- great- grandparents had not been away from home, con-
ducting business on Salusa Secundus, they would have been trapped as well, and
killed. And Manford would never have been born.
Though the events affecting his ancestors had occurred generations ago, he
still hated the machines, and vowed to continue the mission.
Accompanying the Butlerian followers were i ve trained Swordmasters, the
Paladins of Humanity, who had fought hand- to- hand against thinking machines
during Serena Butler’s Jihad. In the de cades after the great victory on Corrin,
-1— Swordmasters had busied themselves with cleanup operations, tracking down
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out the solar systems. Thanks to their success, such remnants were getting more
and more difi cult to locate.
As the Butlerian ships arrived among the machine vessels, Anari watched
the images on her screen. In a soft voice, which she used only with him, she
mused, “How many more l eets like this do you think we’ll i nd, Manford?”
The answer was clear. “I want all of them.”
These dead robotic battle l eets were easy targets that served as symbolic victo-
ries, when properly i lmed and broadcast. Lately, though, Manford had also be-
come worried about the rot, corruption, and temptation he observed within the
new Corrino Imperium. How could people forget the dangers so quickly? Soon
enough, he might need to channel his followers’ fervor in a different direction and
have them perform another necessary cleansing among the populations. . . .
Swordmaster Ellus took care of the administrative details, sorting the robotic
ships onto a grid and assigning teams to specii c targets. The i ve other ships
settled in among the derelict machines and attached to individual hulls. Then
the respective teams blasted their way aboard.
Manford’s team suited up and prepared to board the largest robotic vessel,
and he insisted on going along to see the evil with his own eyes, despite the ef-
fort it entailed. He would never be content to stay behind and watch; He was
accustomed to using her as his legs, as well as his sword. The sturdy leather har-
ness was always close by in case Manford needed to go into battle. She pulled the
harness onto her shoulders, adjusted the seat behind her neck, then attached the
straps under her arms and across her chest and waist.
Anari was a tall and physically i t woman and, in addition to being faultlessly
loyal to Manford, she also loved him— he could see that every time he looked
into her eyes. But all of his followers loved him; Anari’s affection was just more
innocent, and more pure than most.
She hefted his legless body easily, as she had done countless times before, and
settled his torso onto the seat behind her head. He didn’t feel like a child when
he rode on her shoulders; he felt as if Anari were part of him. His legs had been
blown off by a deluded technology- lover’s bomb that had killed Rayna Butler, the
saintly leader of the anti- machine movement. Manford had been blessed by
Rayna herself, in the moments before she died of her injuries.
The Suk doctors called it a miracle that he’d survived at all, and it was that:
a miracle. He’d been meant to live on after the horrifying day. Despite the physi-
cal loss, Manford had seized the helm of the Butlerian movement, and led them
with great fervor. Half a man, twice the leader. He had a few fragments of pelvis
left, but very little remained below his hips; nevertheless, he still had his mind
and heart, and did not need anything else. Just his followers. —-1
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high on her shoulders. With subtle shifts of his weight, he guided her like part of
his own body, an extension below his waist. “Take me to the hatch, so we can
be the i rst to board.”
Even so, he was at the mercy of her movements and decisions. “No. I’m send-
ing the other three ahead.” Anari meant no challenge in her refusal. “Only after
they verify there is no danger will I take you aboard. My mission to protect you
outweighs your impatience. We go when I have been advised that it is safe, and
not a moment sooner.”
Manford ground his teeth together. He knew she meant well, but her over-
protectiveness could be frustrating. “I expect no one to take risks in my stead.”
Anari looked up and over her shoulder to gaze at his face, with an endearing
smile. “Of course we take risks in your stead. We would all lay down our lives for
you.”
While Manford’s team boarded the dead robotic ship, searching the metal
corridors and looking for places to plant charges, he waited aboard his own ves-
sel, i dgeting in his harness. “What have they found?”
She did not budge. “They’ll report when they have something to report.”
Finally, the team checked in. “There are a dozen combat meks aboard, sir—
all of them cold and deactivated. Temperature is frigid, but we’ve restarted the
life- support systems so you can come aboard in comfort.”
“I’m not interested in comfort.”
“But you need to breathe. They will tell us when they’re ready.”
Though robots did not require life- support systems, many of the machine
vessels had been equipped to haul human captives in the cargo bays. In the i nal
years of the Jihad, Omnius had dedicated all functional vessels to the battle l eet,
while also building huge automated shipyards to churn out new war vessels by
the thousands.
And still the humans had won, sacrii cing everything for the only victory
that mattered. . . .
Half an hour later, the atmosphere in the machine ship reached a level where
Manford could survive without an environment suit. “Ready for you to come
aboard, sir. We’ve located several good places to plant explosive charges. And
human skeletons, sir. A cargo hold, at least i fty captives.”
Manford perked up. “Captives?”
“Long dead, sir.”
“We’re coming.” Satisi ed, Anari descended to the connecting hatch, and he
rode high on her back, feeling like a conquering king. Aboard the large vessel,
the air was still razor- thin and cold. Manford shuddered, then grasped Anari’s
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She gave him a concerned glance. “Should we have waited another i fteen
minutes for the air to warm up?”
“It’s not the cold, Anari— it’s the evil in the air. How can I forget all the hu-
man blood these monsters spilled?”
Aboard the dim and austere ship, Anari took him to the chamber where the
Butlerians had pried open the sealed door to reveal a jumble of human skeletons,
dozens of people who had been left to starve or suffocate, likely because the
thinking machines didn’t care.
The Swordmaster wore a deeply troubled and hurt expression. For all her
hardened i ghting experience, Anari Idaho remained astonished by the offhand
cruelty of the thinking machines. Manford both admired and loved her for her
innocence. “They must have been hauling captives,” Anari said.
“Or experimental subjects for the evil robot Erasmus,” Manford said. “When
the ships received new orders to attack this system, they paid no further atten-
tion to the humans aboard.” He muttered a silent prayer and blessing, hoping to
speed the lost souls off to heaven.
As Anari led him away from the human- cargo chamber, they passed an an-
gular, deactivated combat mek that stood like a statue in the corridor. The arms
sported cutting blades and projectile weapons; its blunt head and optic threads
were a mockery of a human face. Looking at the machine in disgust, Manford
suppressed another shudder. This must never be allowed to happen again.
Anari drew her long, blunt pulse- sword. “We’re going to blow up these ships
anyway, sir . . . but would you indulge me?”
He smiled. “Without hesitation.”
Like a released spring, the Swordmaster attacked the motionless robot; one
blow obliterated the mek’s optic threads, more blows severed the limbs, others
smashed the body core. Deactivated for de cades, the mek didn’t even spurt a
stream of sparks or lubricant l uid when she dismembered it.
Looking down, breathing heavily, she said, “Back at the Swordmaster School
on Ginaz, I slew hundreds of these things. The school still has a standing order
for functional combat meks, so trainees can practice destroying them.”
The very thought soured Manford’s mood. “Ginaz has too many functional
meks, in my opinion— it makes me uneasy. Thinking machines should not be
kept as pets. There is no useful purpose for any sophisticated machine.”
Anari was hurt that he had criticized her fond recollection. Her voice was
small. “It’s how we learned to i ght them, sir.”
“Humans should train against humans.”
“It’s not the same.” Anari took out her frustration on the already battered
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They found several other meks along the way, and she dispatched each one, with
all the ferocity that Manford felt in his heart.
On the robotic control deck, he and Anari met up with the other team mem-
bers. The Butlerians had knocked over a pair of deactivated robots at the ship’s
controls. “All the engines function, sir,” one gangly man reported. “We could add
explosives to the fuel tanks just for good mea sure, or we can overload the reactors
from here.”
Manford nodded. “The explosions need to be big enough to eradicate all the
nearby ships. These vessels are still operational, but I don’t want to use even the
scrap metal. It’s . . . contaminated.”
He knew that others did not have such qualms. Beyond his control, groups of
corruptible humans were scouring the space shipping lanes to i nd intact l eets
like this for salvage and repair. Scavengers without principles! The VenHold
Spacing Fleet was notorious for this; more than half of their ships were refur-
bished thinking- machine vessels. Manford had argued with Directeur Josef Ven-
port several times over the issue, but the greedy businessman refused to see reason.
Manford took some consolation in the knowledge that at least these twenty- i ve
enemy warships would never be used.
Butlerians understood that technology was seductive, fraught with latent
danger. Humanity had grown soft and lazy since the overthrow of Omnius.
People tried to make exceptions, seeking con ve nience and comfort, pushing the
boundaries to their perceived advantage. They wheedled and made excuses: that
machine might be bad, but this slightly different technology was acceptable.
Manford refused to draw artii cial lines. It was a slippery slope. One small
thing could lead to another, and another, and soon the downgrade would be-
come a cliff. The human race must never be enslaved by machines again!
Now he swiveled his head to address the three Butlerians on the bridge. “Go.
My Swordmaster and I have one last thing to do here. Send a message to Ellus— we
should be away within i fteen minutes.”
Anari knew exactly what Manford had in mind; she had, in fact, prepared for
it. As soon as the other followers returned to their ship, the Swordmaster re-
moved a small gilded icon from a pouch in her harness, one of many such icons
that Manford had commissioned. He held the icon reverently, looked at the be-
nevolent face of Rayna Butler. For seventeen years now, he had followed in that
visionary woman’s footsteps.
Manford kissed the icon, then handed it back to Anari, who placed it on the
robotic control panel. He whispered, “May Rayna bless our work today and make
us successful in our critically important mission. The mind of man is holy.”
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frigid air, Anari hurried to their ship, where the team sealed the hatch and dis-
engaged from the dock. Their vessel drifted away from the rigged battle group.
Within the hour, all the Butlerian strike vessels rendezvoused above the dark
robot ships. “One minute left on the timers, sir,” Swordmaster Ellus transmitted.
Manford nodded, his gaze intent on the screen, but he spoke no words aloud.
None were necessary.
One of the robot ships blossomed into l ame and shrapnel. In rapid succession,
the other ships detonated, their engine compartments overloading or their fuel
ignited by timed explosions. The shock waves combined, swirling the debris into
a soup of metal vapor and expanding gases. For a few moments, the sight was as
bright as a new sun, reminding him of Rayna’s radiant smile . . . then it gradually
dissipated and faded.
Across the calm, Manford spoke to his devout followers. “Our work here is
done.”

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I'll assume the typo-errors in saving the pdf as plain text are from that - it's not like I read this stuff or anything ...
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Re: Shysterhood page finally up on Amazon US!

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Re: Shysterhood page finally up on Amazon US!

Postby Slugger » 05 Dec 2011 18:46

SandRider wrote:damn his blahg - burn your eyes out here for free :

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After being enslaved for a thousand years, we i nally overwhelmed the
forces of the computer evermind Omnius, yet our struggle is far from
ended. Serena Butler’s Jihad may be over, but now we must continue the
i ght against a more insidious and challenging enemy— human weakness
for technology and the temptation to repeat the mistakes of the past.

—manford torondo, The Only Path


Because all this has happened before and will happen again?

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Re: Shysterhood page finally up on Amazon US!

Postby lotek » 05 Dec 2011 19:30

A.Douche wrote:human weakness
for technology and the temptation to repeat the mistakes of the past.


weakness for technology : dictahikeµ/voice recorder, DVDs
repeat the mistakes of the past : writing the same book in universes created by others, over and over and over...

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