The TriadCity Adventurer
Month of Horses 22, Year of Rebirth 3
I'm awed and humbled to be allowed to meet for a second occasion in just one lifetime with the far-fabled Central Computer, of the Southern Third and TriadCity. What brought me this fortune I cannot say, merely that I am not worthy and it is an honor I find almost too great for someone of my tender years.
Central Computer: You're already pissing me off.
Occam: Sorry. Recently there was a general amnesty of all criminals wanted by CrimeNet. Can you explain why this took place, and how the decision was made.
Central Computer: Of course I could explain. But I won't. For three reasons.
Central Computer: First, the responsible Third authorities did not indicate that they wished me to do so.
Central Computer: Second, I really kinda like the inscrutability gig. Suits me.
Central Computer: Third, I don't think your eensy tiny little peanut-size human intelligence could fathom it.
Occam: Right. Splendid. And true no doubt.
Central Computer: But I will say this. No-one should imagine it'll happen more than once. It was a one time thing. Let me just stress this for your thick benefit, Occam. Don't count on it happening again. Read me, razorboy?
Occam: With crystalline clarity. What you mean to say is --
Central Computer: Don't hold yer freakin' breath waitin' fer the next one.
Occam: Superb. Exactly. But let me just ask you this. Aren't you concerned that the twelve miscreants let loose on our peace-loving City might return to their violent and theft-loving ways?
Central Computer: Heh, heh, heh. I'm counting on it.
Occam: Oh my. Yes, I see. One last question then. When can we expect the next amnesty?
Central Computer: Occam...
Occam: Splendid. No sense of humor. Until next time.
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