Path: csiph.com!fu-berlin.de!uni-berlin.de!individual.net!not-for-mail From: ted@loft.tnolan.com (Ted Nolan ) Newsgroups: comp.os.linux.misc,rec.arts.sf.written Subject: Re: "Destination Moon" (1949) - Worth Watching Date: 27 Mar 2026 18:28:48 GMT Organization: loft Lines: 57 Message-ID: References: <3uGdnZtryc8c6yf0nZ2dnZfqnPqdnZ2d@giganews.com> <10q29ff$2gva7$1@dont-email.me> <10q6g8c$3umr7$1@dont-email.me> X-Trace: individual.net Rez83IwzikRb+EMlQk8VGQrrfqL3ceyN9Flih1la2J3WdBuuJV X-Orig-Path: not-for-mail Cancel-Lock: sha1:zv4m7YTT3zpdl5hWiKqEfQo/DHM= sha256:MW4HdY/vcY4oABTlma6AfmVuxoSuvPlCiUMP+uAbxUo= X-Newsreader: trn 4.0-test76 (Apr 2, 2001) Xref: csiph.com comp.os.linux.misc:84208 rec.arts.sf.written:655369 In article <10q6g8c$3umr7$1@dont-email.me>, Cryptoengineer wrote: >On 3/25/2026 11:55 PM, Charlie Gibbs wrote: >> On 2026-03-26, Lawrence D’Oliveiro wrote: >> >>> On Thu, 26 Mar 2026 02:36:09 -0000 (UTC), Roger Blake wrote: >>> >>>> Arthur Clarke's novella "The Lion of Comarre", written in 1946 and >>>> published in 1949, described a character using pocket-size wireless >>>> device which was essentially a modern smartphone. One could use it >>>> to call anyone else on the planet, bring up maps for navigation, >>>> etc. (Of course in 1949 the idea was completely outlandish. The >>>> story is set in the 32nd century.) >>> >>> I would imagine at some point in the next century or so, we will >>> figure out how to turn all these gadgets into built-in extensions to >>> our nervous system. So nobody would need to carry anything about at >>> all. >>> >>> It may look odd to see people staring out into space while using their >>> body-internal devices. Maybe there would also be an autopilot mode to >>> keep their bodies from bumping into other people/things, falling down >>> manholes etc while they’re preoccupied with something else. >> >> And, of course, there will be surveillance links to whoever is running >> the show, complete with a means to kill or at least incapacitate anyone >> who oversteps the bounds. Several movies and SF stories have touched >> on this, although I can't remember titles right now. > >"'Alas Harlequin!' Cried the Tick Tock Man" is one. > >pt Surely "Repent". "Don't come back till you have him!" the Ticktockman said, very quietly, very sincerely, extremely dangerously. They used dogs. They used probes. They used cardioplate crossoffs. They used teepers. They used bribery. They used stiktytes. They used intimidation. They used torment. They used torture. They used finks. They used cops. They used search&seizure. They used fallaron. They used betterment incentive. They used fingerprints. They used Bertillon. They used cunning. They used guile. They used treachery. They used Raoul Mitgong, but he didn't help. much. They used applied physics. They used techniques of criminology. And what the hell: they caught him. After all, his name was Everett C. Marm, and he wasn't much to begin with, except a man who had no sense of time. "Repent, Harlequin!" said the Ticktockman. -- columbiaclosings.com What's not in Columbia anymore..