О дивный новый мир

           Itseemedeasy;buttherewerefliesandmosquitoes,magicones.Mostoftheyoungmensimplycouldn’tstandthebitingandstinging.Buttheonethatcould–hegotthegirl."

           "Charming!Butincivilizedcountries,"saidtheController,"youcanhavegirlswithouthoeingforthem,andtherearen’tanyfliesormosquitoestostingyou.Wegotridofthemallcenturiesago."

           TheSavagenodded,frowning."Yougotridofthem.Yes,that’sjustlikeyou.Gettingridofeverythingunpleasantinsteadoflearningtoputupwithit.Whether’tisbetterinthemindtosuffertheslingsandarrowsofoutrageousfortune,ortotakearmsagainstaseaoftroublesandbyopposingendthem...Butyoudon’tdoeither.Neithersuffernoroppose.Youjustabolishtheslingsandarrows.It’stooeasy."

           Hewassuddenlysilent,thinkingofhismother.Inherroomonthethirty-seventhfloor,Lindahadfloatedinaseaofsinginglightsandperfumedcaresses–floatedaway,outofspace,outoftime,outoftheprisonofhermemories,herhabits,heragedandbloatedbody.AndTomakin,ex-DirectorofHatcheriesandConditioning,Tomakinwasstillonholiday–onholidayfromhumiliationandpain,inaworldwherehecouldnothearthosewords,thatderisivelaughter,couldnotseethathideousface,feelthosemoistandflabbyarmsroundhisneck,inabeautifulworld...

           "Whatyouneed,"theSavagewenton,"issomethingwithtearsforachange.Nothingcostsenoughhere."