Tuesday March 13, 2001
Book 1: The Tub of Happiness
Bounty Hunting


Tagon:Okay. munitions-commander... I'd like to talk to you about the way that bounty-hunter disabled our weapons.
Kevyn:Well, that battle-dress of his is awfully sophisticated. It's bristling with particle tunnelers, gravitics, and other ranged-effect devices.
Kevyn:Coordinating all that into the subtle effects we observed requires the use of a high-order artificial intelligence, and I couldn't find the A.I. anywhere. I'll bet it's a real kick-thinker, too. Must be five or six on the henke-ventura scale. You can't buy a brain like that these days.
Tagon:Kevyn, I think you've misunderstood me.
Tagon:I don't really care how he did it. I want to know when i'll be able to do it.
Kevyn:not soon, sir.
Narrator:That's engineer-speak for "never."