Monday September 6, 2004
Book 5: The Scrapyard of Insufferable Arrogance — Part V: Many Hands Make Light Work


Breya: You're not an A.I. You're Organic.
Petey: But I still control a fleet of 750 warships. Does the fact that I'm organic make you any more likely to trust me?
Breya: Not really, no.
Petey: You're not afraid of machine tyranny. You're afraid of anybody besides yourself having decent amounts of clout.
Breya: And people with clout who are insightful make me extra nervous.