The problem with capitalist governments (or companies) is that they always run out of other people’s money — either the customers’ money, or the shareholders’ money. No company lasts forever, just as no one is PM forever. {cough}
For years, I’ve had this recurring gig from Alexander Kaletski’s novel Metro in my head as, “Nobody ever believes Sashulka,” instead of Andrewlka, as it should be. Oops.
“History is the trade secret of science fiction, and theories of history are its invisible engine.”
— Ken MacLeod, Introduction to the American Edition of The Star Fraction.
I could swear this used to be “secret weapon” instead of “trade secret,” but that just be my intermittently useful memory…
“Claridge’s is a great training ground. One story we do like is that of the young couple who forgot some clothes during one visit and found them at their next visit, laundered and dry-cleaned, hanging in the same wardrobe.”
— Rene Lecler, The 300 Best Hotels in the World (1978)
Oft told story. I usually embellish by saying the couple are of modest means, and don’t return to Claridge’s for some years. As is frequently the case, the story needs no embellishment by me.
“…so who was to believe that some crazy mix composed of bits of Ghiradelli and Portmeirion and Valencia and Taliesin and God knows what besides would turn out right when everything else went wrong?”
— John K.H. Brunner, The Shockwave Rider
So there I was, a freshman at Pomona College, in Claremont, Calif. I read that passage, and I really want to figure out what those four sources were. I’ve cheated — I’ve linked them so you can look. But back in those days of 1982 there was no way to do any retrieval in a similar way.
so, down to our monster, Honnold Library I went. I started flipping through the library cards under SUBJECT : ARCHITECTURE. I found a big under the A’s. 1200 some-odd pages. Author by the name of Alexander. I’m lazy, but surely a book that big would point me somewhere. It did. It sent me down the rabbit hole. Didn’t answer the question at all, but oh, what a journey it’s sent me through the years.
Which is why I’ve always felt indebted to Brunner. It wasn’t intentional — but I’ve had fun.