Status Updates From Spacebred Generations

Mathematics rose unbidden in his brain and did a nightmare dance.
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As they do...

You must not waste. You must not throw away.
And that meant human lives and dreams as well as food and water.
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And so violence resurges as it always has: "THIS TIME IS DIFFERENT!"

A vault on a generation ship that hasn't been opened in 1000 years, with its steel-tumblered lock, just *works* when Jon hoicks his nads up to go in Where No Man Has Gone Forever. Hm.

"Our Belief," she said, "is a comfort, Jon, at a time like this."
"Yes," said Jon, "a great comfort indeed."
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Well, how many ways is that appalling? "She" is a sweet little believer soothing Her Man while he wrestles with Big Ideas and Scary Knowledge. Ugh.

You did not read because reading was an evil art that came from the Beginning and the Folk had, in the Great Awakening, back in the dimness of the Far Past, had ferreted out this evil among many other evils and said it must not be.
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1) This is Hell. B) What better way to keep people stupid than to prevent them from reading?