Subject: And, for fun, a story excerpt on this topic!
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Posted on: 2019-07-12 23:40:00 UTC

You may have seen this before; I posted the first few pages of this a couple years ago, or something like that. I hope to share the finished story soon, but for now:

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The [replicated] meal shimmered into being, much to Henry’s delight. He jumped up for a better view.

“Cooool! How’s it do that? Is it magic?”

“No, it’s technology. You wouldn’t understand unless you know what molecules are.”

“Oh, I know that!” And to Nume’s surprise, the boy burst into song. “Molecules are made of atoms. / Each one has a special shape. / Molecules are small particles / of all things; they are great! / Fish and rocks and trees / The mountains and the seas / Tables, cars, and cheese / All have mol-u-cleese!”

Nume stared, momentarily at a loss for words. He hadn’t known about atoms and molecules at six. “Did your mother teach you that?”

Henry shook his head. “I learned it in school. We sing lots of songs in school. And Mom sings with me, too,” he added, perhaps wishing not to be seen as disloyal.

“Huh,” said Nume. “The education system sure ain’t what it used to be.”

“We don’t say ain’t; that’s bad grammar,” the child scolded.

“Oh, hush. Sit down and have your dinner before it gets cold.”

[And, a bit later]

“What’s impeccable?”

“Flawless. Perfect. Beyond reproach in every detail.” [Nume] brushed an imaginary wrinkle out of his pale peach shirt. Nobody ironed anymore, but as for him, the soft hiss and smell of steam was one of the rare things that brought him peace. Not that a six-year-old could be expected to understand.

“Nobody’s actually perfect,” Henry said. “Everyone has flaws, and flaws are beautiful,” he recited. “Unless you’re a meanie.”

Nume was silent for a moment. “I honestly never thought about how screwy a PPC education must be. I mean, it can’t be worse than a Catholic education, but—”

“What’s Catholic?”

“See, that’s exactly what I’m talking about. How the h—hezmana can you be expected to understand half the continua we protect without a foundation in World One’s dominant cultures and their history?”

Henry gave him a withering look. “I’m six years old. That’s super boring.”

Nume shook his head. He was an idiot. “Sorry, after all that atoms and molecules stuff, I thought I was talking to some big-shot academic. Tell you what, let’s just get back to Star Trek, okay?”

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See, this is important! {= )

~Neshomeh

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