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245 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1972


“How’s he on perjury?” Feofil asked the goat.
“Never,” she replied. “He always believes every word he says.”
“Really, what is a lie?” said Farfurkis. “A lie is a denial or a distortion of a fact. But what is a fact? Can we speak of facts in our increasingly complex life? A fact is a phenomenon or action that is verified by witnesses. But eyewitnesses can be prejudiced, self-interested, or simply ignorant. Or, a fact is a phenomenon or action that is verified by documents. But documents can be forged or tampered with. Or finally, a fact is a phenomenon or action that is determined by me personally. However, my sensations can be dulled or even completely deceived under certain circumstances. Thus, it is evident that a fact is something ephemeral, nebulous, and unverifiable, and the elimination of the concept becomes necessary. But in that case falsehood and truth become primitive concepts, indefinable through any other general categories. There exist only the Great Truth and its antipode, the Great Lie. The Great Truth is so great and its validity so obvious to any normal man, such as myself, that it is totally futile to try to refute or distort it, that is, to lie.”
Xenology: an unnatural mixture of science fiction and formal logic. It's based on the false premise that human psychology is applicable to extraterrestrial intelligent beings." "Why is that false?" Noonan asked. "Because biologists have already been burned trying to use human psychology on animals. Earth animals, at that." "Forgive me, but that's an entirely different matter. We're talking about the psychology of rational beings." "Yes. And everything would be fine if we only knew what reason was.”
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reason is the ability of a living creature to perform unreasonable or unnatural acts.
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Reason is the ability to use the forces of the environment without destroying that environment.
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'man, as opposed to animals, is a creature with an undefinable need for knowledge'?
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There is a need to understand, and you don't need knowledge for that. The hypothesis of God, for instance, gives an incomparably absolute opportunity to understand everything and know absolutely nothing. Give man an extremely simplified system of the world and explain every phenomenon away on the basis of that system.
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Everything I've read on the subject comes down to a vicious circle. If they are capable of making contact, then they are rational. And vice versa; if they are rational, they are capable of contact. And in general: if an extraterrestrial creature has the honor of possessing human psychology, then it is rational. Like that.
The members of the Troika watched with interest. Professor Vybegallo glowed with fatherly prideor
and with refined and flowing movements picked litter from his beard. Eddie had settled into an apathetic
gloom. Meanwhile the old man typed away. He pulled out the paper again.
"Here's the answer, if you please."
Farfurkis read it.
" 'Insade, I have a neon … hum … a neonette.' What's a neonette?"
"Eine Sekunde!" the inventor cried, grabbed the paper, and scurried back to the typewriter.
The affair went on. The machine gave an illiterate explanation of a neon bulb, then answered Farfurkis
by telling him it spelled "in-sade" according to the rules of grammar, and then:
Farfurkis: "What grammar?"
Machine: "Why our own Russian grmr."
Khlebowodov: "Do you know Eduard Petrovich Babkin?"
Machine: "No how."
Lavr Fedotovich: "Harrrumph. What motions are there?"
Machine: "To acknowledge me as a scientific fact."
The old man ran back and forth and typed with unbelievable speed. The commandant jumped up and
down excitedly in his chair and kept giving us a thumbs-up sign. Eddie slowly regained his psychic
balance.
Khlebowodov (irritably): "I cannot work under these conditions. Why is he racing back and forth
like a tincan in the wind?"
Machine: "Because of my eagerness."
Khlebowodov: "Will you get that paper away from me? Can't you see that I am not asking you
anything?"
Machine: "Yes, I can."
Today’s youth does not struggle enough, does not pay enough attention to the struggle, has no desire to struggle more, to struggle to make struggling the true, primary goal of the struggle, and if our wonderful talented youth struggle so little, then they will have little chance of becoming a truly struggling youth, always involved in the struggle to become a true struggler who struggles to make the struggle …