Pulp Fiction, 1954 · page 4 of 132
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SAM FlALl By POUL ANDERSON A revolution takes planning, organization, careful detail work. And the more organized the force to be overthrown, the more organ- ization it takes. But it takes some- thing more than that; it needs the fire and the lift of a Legend! IHustrated by Stockwell LICK. Bzzzz. Whrrrr. Citizen Blank Blank, Anytown, Somewhere, U.S. A., approaches the hotel desk. “‘Single, with bath.” “Sorry, sir, our fuel ration doesn’t permit individual baths. One can be drawn for you; that will be twenty- five dollars extra.” *“Oh, is that all? O.K.”’ Citizen Blank reaches into his pocket with an automatic gesture and withdraws his punched card and gives it to the registry machine. Alu- minum jaws close on it, copper teeth feel for the holes, electronic tongue tastes the life of Citizen Blank. Place and date of birth. Parents. Race. Religion. Educational, military, and civilian-service record. Marital status. Occupations, up to and in- cluding current one. Affiliations. Phys- ical measurements, fingerprints, ret- inals, blood type. Basic psychotype. Loyalty rating. Loyalty index as a function of time to moment of last checkup. Click, click. Bzzz. ““Why are you here, sir?” “Salesman. I expect to be in New Pittsburgh tomorrow night.” The clerk—thirty-two years old, married, two children; N.B, confi- 2 Com i Gaooksseom =i &