The marines, the police, Chevrolet’s sec squad all go on alert and turn their weapons toward the doors. This clears that part of the bar. Helen’s holo voice whispers “Demarist and his librarian!” with more then forty staff and liaisons. “We’re gonna need another table. Jerome another launch tank!”            Amanda looks worried.
     This place has hit capacity. Only Demarist and Stoat are allowed through. The reporters and public already inside get up close with the most dangerous man on the moon: a militant Librarian looking for a war. I think he wants to attack me. I’m aware as he approaches that he’s armed with an Urbanizer automatic pulse pistol and is armored up like a sec sub grunt. Now I’m sure he’s going to attack me! Chevrolet coordinates her sniper squad into the systems girders above us. He scowls at me with righteous indignation. Demarist is distracted by Helen’s holographic phone call image, he’s edging his way into her contact cone. How sweet.
     “Should I declare war on you Dvorak! It follows you everywhere!”
     “I go but to war… me war just finds…I war no cause…”
     “My god! You’re drunk!”
     “So where are you right now?” Demarist whispers to the laser beams. “You look great tonight.”
     “Demarist! Could you pay attention?” Rex is riled.
     “You can’t declare war on him! He’s not under investigation…the report it is filed!” Amanda attacks. It’s good to take a lawyer with you everywhere.
     “No it isn’t. I haven’t finished my report.” Demarist would know.
     “It’s that Paul’s been reinstated to a full budget, syscon one, and he gets his own librarian now.” Chevrolet says over his shoulder. “Or two..” I add. She continues: “And no librarian would ever declare war on another librarian. The military would never go for that. They’d say 'To hell with them! That would make bad history. Let them fight it out with books'.
      “I can declare war on whomever I want!”
      “No you can’t…” Demarist puts a stop to this. “You can only declare a war if I’m concerned that some data relevant to my report is about to be lost to predisposed violence. Well, the subject of my report is Paul Dvorak and if anything happens to him than the data is lost so I would expect you to be prepared to declare a war any time he might be attacked. And his dog too!” Space likes Demarist.
     “I think you need a drink Rex… what’ll you have… it’s on the house…”
     “I… um… Gravatorade.” Nobody wants a dehydrated librarian.
     “I want you both to attend my conference on Zoobums. Fully catered of course. Entertainment. Space Spa. Travel pay. Free accommodations. Gift Basket.” They would be there of course whether I invited them or not, I must respect any of Demarists warrants and subpoenas, professional courtesy among researchers is very important.
     “Will you be there?” Helen is asked by Demarists holo cone. She blows him a kiss.
     “Where is this to be? Here?” Stout’s tongue glows bright Space Gravatorade orange with ionizing electrolytes.
     “Yes this is my new home base, operational HQ. With enough military defensible from all sides.” I guess. With enough military anyplace should be. “The party starts as soon as I awaken from the outcome of this one! You should move into the hotel next door and we could have overlapping liaisons.” That sounds kinky.
     I suggest to Jerome to bring a keg tank of Gravatorade punch spiked just enough to not taste like it was spiked. Soon we all had bright orange tongues.

from The Reason

Reality is a dame called Rusty Canz and a night in The Hillbert Hotel.

One of the best places to hide is a servo-bed hotel. Famous for their rectangular horizontal door, in space usually just a wide low door in a bulkhead. Scan some moneyed up ID, or lami to keep it low-low, at the display for the door to open revealing a bed in a low-g padded-up tiny room-let. Push the edge of the bed and a toilet appears. Very cozy. If you are quick two very friendly people can fit but one must duck the cameras at the entry. Pile in lie down door cycles closed then your servo-bed joins the chain it never left of servo-beds that line up in perfect order in a hundred meter loop almost always in motion around the service equipment packed core. A sleeper detects no motion even though the compartment spins the loop or stops with the great chain of servo-beds anytime some one checks in or out. They actually move very fast which in space is compensated by the fractional gravity. You can stay until you run out of credits or step out, the doors are notoriously fast at shutting some one out then throwing up the 'no vacancy' sign, their left belongings gone in the maid-o-matic. Still many people live in versions of them everywhere there is enough room to fit a narrow flat chain of boxes. Check in and out whenever most where ever. No room for baggage, no view, though the walls play vid. Sleep and go or stay inside till you run out of food, where you can't get it delivered. To stay in bed having food delivered is some peoples idea of heaven. My youthful record from many years ago is seven tera days. Funky, the room doesn't clean itself till you pass out the threshold. That's how you get a clean room though you might get the 'no vacancy' instead from the hotels suspicious AI. Space hates them. If I can wrestle him past the door and pen him in before it closes he'll spend the whole time growling and snapping at the overhead corners. Must be able to hear the machinery going. He also marks each room he's been in. This dog like behavior makes it hard for me to sleep in a servo-bed hotel so I don't. I also have a fear of power failure. No power and you are trapped in the stack, I don't care that they say it can't happen anymore with our futuristic hotel tech and all. I mean that might be a way to find him! Just cut the power and voice print the screaming till we got him.

WHAT TIME IS IT?

Fifty types of time:

objective time; temporary time; last time; relative time; historic time; multiple time; diachronic time; next time; synchronic time; temporal time; universal time; zulu time; french time; party time; bottle time; private time; strategic time; quitting time; over time; just in time; dinner time; mexican time; break time; planc time; apparent time; common time; overstaying annoying relative time; mean lifetime; marstini time; dilated time; real time; unreal time; family time; minkowski spacetime; lost time; greenwich mean time; rag time; sidereal time; bath time; quantum time; double time; heidegger time; kant time; space (the dog) time; newtonian time; swing time; war time; harvest time; slack time; arrow of time; end time; no more time.

HOW TO TELL IF YOUR GOVERNMENT IS EVIL

Category: Call Library Board Evil Government Activity Hotline
Top ten hints your Government is DEFINITLY EVIL:
1: Your Governments top boss never changes.
2: Your Government kills you if you suggest change of top boss.
3: Your Government all in same evil religion (see HOW TO TELL IF YOUR RELIGION IS EVIL).
4: Your Government insists it must “RULE THE WORLD”.
5: Your Government puts an evil army in your home (see HOW TO TELL IF THE ARMY ATTACKING YOU IS EVIL).
6: Your Government makes your family spy on you.
7: Your Government takes all your best stuff and deports/kills you.
8: Your Government attacks/takes/destroys neighboring Governments people/land/stuff because “they started it”.
9:Your Government violates any of the applicable 57 irrevocable sentient creature rights.
10: Your Government supports/endorses other Governments that do any of hints 1 through 9.

Category: Call the Library Criminal Government Response Army Hotline
Top ten hints your Local Government PROBABLY IS EVIL:
1: Your Local Governments leaders always elected by over 95% majorities keeping their jobs for life/till executed.
2: Your Local Government always needs more money but cannot explain where “all the other money went”.
3: Your Local Government has reps/employees that will “make life easier” for property/money/sex with you.
4: Your Local Government keeps its activities “secret”.
5: Your Local Government creates/deploys armies not within the Library Scrutiny Command Structure.
6: Your Local Government restricts/denies your ability to vote/ hold meetings/protest/ move away from it.
7: Your Local Government insists everyone eat only bland green discs.
8: Your Local Government insists it will eventually “Rule The World!”.
9: Your Local Government won't answer the phone.
10: Your Local Government bans “Dancing”.

Category: Call the Library Criminal Government Documentation Hotline
Top ten hints your Government COULD BE TURNING EVIL:
1: Top Government boss lives in impregnable fortress.
2: Location of Government offices is “secret”.
3: Somehow your home has been destroyed.
4: You cannot get across town because of the constant militaristic parades.
5: The person that gets elected to Government every time insists you buy stuff/everything from his “cousin”.
6: Your garbage never gets picked up.
7: Your local water supply is dirty/tainted/poisoned/dried up.
8: Your Government leaders wear ridiculous hats resembling genitals/antlers.
9: Your Local elected Government leaders live mostly thousands of kilometers away in luxury.
10: Members of your Local Government start killing each other.

This is not a complete list. All Governments are always considered evil by someone. The Library Board wants to document any/all suspected Governmental evil activity so please report promptly 24/7/365 to minimize whatever subsequent damage/destruction that could occur.



Above is excepted from THE ANSWER

THE ANSWER SERIES

THE LESSON

Paul Dvorak starts a war on Mars then another near Saturn.

THE ANSWER (sequel to THE LESSON)

Paul Dvorak starts an apocalyptic religious war for Gods supposed alien pals then tries to subpoena God.

THE REASON (prequel to THE LESSON)

Zombies! Robots! Rombies! Zombots! War! Booze! Dames! Dogs! Paul Dvorak?

THE REPORT

Tries to explain it all.

The origins of the Marstini

Early Mars colonists grew what was a newly genetically engineered food plant that mixed the genes of carrots and potatoes called “Carotatos” which everyone agreed sounded better then “Potorots”. These have a remarkable color resembling the Martian sky with a sandstorm just over the horizon. Being so remote naturally vodka and gin supplies became depleted, but for some reason Mars had been shipped tankers loaded with over 16 million liters of Pessione Vermouth, so Carotatos became the base for a vodka-ish spirit called locally “Carka”. Soon carka was combined by the legendary Martian crew dorm host “Big LuLu” with the surplus vermouth chilled by membrane separated CO2 ice into the revered Marstini giving the drink it's distinctive color and the kick of hurtling headfirst into the dusty Martian wind served in a vessel the shape of a rather large zero-G coffee cup called a “launch tank”. Like the Martini Martians added genetically modified olives grown locally that have colors in various shades of ochre.

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