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The Universe--some information to help you live in it.
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5 MONETARY UNITS: None.
In fact there are three freely convertible currencies in the Galaxy, but none of them count. The Altairian Dollar has recently collapsed, the Flainian Pobble Bead is only exchangeable for other Flainian Pobble Beads, and the Triganic Pu has its own very special problems. Its exchange rate of eight Ningis to one Pu is simple enough, but since a Ningi is a triangular rubber coin six thousand eight hundred miles along each side, no one has ever collected enough to own one Pu. Ningis are not negotiable currency, because Galactibanks refuse to deal with fiddling small change. From this basic premise it is very simple to prove that the Galactibanks are also the product of a deranged imagination.
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recoder размышляет, в кого бы ему переквалифицироваться, когда в результате полного распада программисты станут никому не нужны. Вот я и задумался о нужных и ненужных людях.
"Well, what happened you see was," said the Captain, "our planet, the world from which we have come, was, so to speak, doomed."
"Doomed?"
"Oh yes. So what everyone thought was, let's pack the whole population into some giant spaceships and go and settle on another planet."
Having told this much of the story, he settled back with a satisfied grunt.
"[...]So it was decided to build three ships, you see, three Arks in Space, and... I'm not boring you, am I?"
"No, no," said Ford firmly, "it's fascinating."
[...]"So anyway," he resumed, "the idea was that into the first ship, the 'A' ship, would go all the brilliant leaders, the scientists, the great artists, you know, all the achievers; and the into the third, or 'C' ship, would go all the people who did actual work, who made things, and did things; and the into the 'B' ship--that's us--would go everyone else, the middlemen, you see."
He smiled happily at them.
"And we were sent off first," he concluded, and hummed a little bathing tune.
[...]
5 MONETARY UNITS: None.
In fact there are three freely convertible currencies in the Galaxy, but none of them count. The Altairian Dollar has recently collapsed, the Flainian Pobble Bead is only exchangeable for other Flainian Pobble Beads, and the Triganic Pu has its own very special problems. Its exchange rate of eight Ningis to one Pu is simple enough, but since a Ningi is a triangular rubber coin six thousand eight hundred miles along each side, no one has ever collected enough to own one Pu. Ningis are not negotiable currency, because Galactibanks refuse to deal with fiddling small change. From this basic premise it is very simple to prove that the Galactibanks are also the product of a deranged imagination.
Искал я, между тем, другую цитату. Друг мой
recoder размышляет, в кого бы ему переквалифицироваться, когда в результате полного распада программисты станут никому не нужны. Вот я и задумался о нужных и ненужных людях."Well, what happened you see was," said the Captain, "our planet, the world from which we have come, was, so to speak, doomed."
"Doomed?"
"Oh yes. So what everyone thought was, let's pack the whole population into some giant spaceships and go and settle on another planet."
Having told this much of the story, he settled back with a satisfied grunt.
"[...]So it was decided to build three ships, you see, three Arks in Space, and... I'm not boring you, am I?"
"No, no," said Ford firmly, "it's fascinating."
[...]"So anyway," he resumed, "the idea was that into the first ship, the 'A' ship, would go all the brilliant leaders, the scientists, the great artists, you know, all the achievers; and the into the third, or 'C' ship, would go all the people who did actual work, who made things, and did things; and the into the 'B' ship--that's us--would go everyone else, the middlemen, you see."
He smiled happily at them.
"And we were sent off first," he concluded, and hummed a little bathing tune.
