О дивный новый мир

           "Now–suchisprogress–theoldmenwork,theoldmencopulate,theoldmenhavenotime,noleisurefrompleasure,notamomenttositdownandthink–orifeverbysomeunluckychancesuchacreviceoftimeshouldyawninthesolidsubstanceoftheirdistractions,thereisalwayssoma,delicioussoma,halfagrammeforahalf-holiday,agrammeforaweek-end,twogrammesforatriptothegorgeousEast,threeforadarketernityonthemoon;returningwhencetheyfindthemselvesontheothersideofthecrevice,safeonthesolidgroundofdailylabouranddistraction,scamperingfromfeelytofeely,fromgirltopneumaticgirl,fromElectromagneticGolfcourseto..."

           "Goaway,littlegirl,"shoutedtheD.H.C.angrily."Goaway,littleboy!Can’tyouseethathisfordship’sbusy?Goanddoyoureroticplaysomewhereelse."

           "Sufferlittlechildren,"saidtheController.

           Slowly,majestically,withafainthummingofmachinery,theConveyorsmovedforward,thirty-threecentimtersanhour.Inthereddarknessglintedinnumerablerubies.