Radio Free Liberty

[DarthBindo]

The man with the ginger hair spoke slowly, sparingly, savoring each sentence.
"Junkah Mooly, with a hint of Cambridge proper frem the ol' boys club, toodle pip, what sah; although, truth be told, i did more mockin' at Cambridge t'en i did learnin', although learn i did, in nonsensical lessons, straightfarwerd, the trooth of mysteries an' the depth of a thousand philosophers distilled tae sets of numbers. No depth. If a student hasn't the wit tae see, then a teacher hae nae roight tae explain, o'ly goide.
Even things of numbers an' logic an' laws. This all..."
He gestured around.
"Tis a product of science, ye, but it approaches the god-like aspirations of omnipetience, omniscience an' omnipresence. Hmm. Approaches? No. Here we can be god loike nae place else. Here there are nae limits, nae reservations, only the infinite space of mind and code..."He cut himself short.
"Aplogies. T's the first worthwhile human interaction i've had in a very long toime. Most o the toime i'm dictating to a auto-recorder. But yes, Bretonian. An' i suppose your a Libertonian."

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gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|