The Truth Is Not Always Useful, Not

Technology Determines The Possibilities Of Society. It Doesn't Matter Whether You Start Out From A Fascist State Or A Communist State Or A Free-market State

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But It Was Pointless, It Was Stupid; He Thought About Thoughtless Things. If I Were A Seabird . . . But How Could You Be A Seabird? If You Were A Seabird Your Brain Would Be Tiny And Stupid And You Would Love Half-rotted Fish Guts And Tweaking The Eyes Out Of Little Grazing Animals; You Would Know No Poetry And You Could Never Appreciate Flying As Fully As The Human On The Ground Yearning To Be You. If You Wanted To Be A Seabird You Deserved To Be One.

People Can Be Teachers And Idiots; They Can Be Philosophers And Idiots; They Can Be Politicians And Idiots... In Fact I Think They Have To Be... A Genius Can Be An Idiot. The World Is Largely Run For And By Idiots; It Is No Great Handicap In Life And In Certain Areas Is Actually A Distinct Advantage And Even A Prerequisite For Advancement.

"i Think I Know The Real Reason." "which Is?" "alcohol In The Dust Clouds. Goddamn Stuff Is Everywhere. Any Lousy Species Ever Invents The Telescope And The Spectroscope And Starts Looking In Between The Stars, What Do They Find?" He Knocked The Glass On The Table. "loads Of Stuff, But Much Of It Alcohol." He Drank From The Glass. "humanoids Are The Galaxy's Way Of Trying To Get Rid Of All That Alcohol."