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SIFTING’s End


          “Right now I’m not so sure I don’t wish we hadn’t. Our lives will
        never be the same.” Norton brightened. “But it could be the dawn of
        a new era in human history, a real watershed. We’ll get our own lives
        back sooner or later: remember Neil Armstrong, the first man on the
        moon? After a while he could go to the grocery store and no one
        would recognize him.”
          “That’s right,” chimed in Sal. “We’ll be celebrities for as long as we
        want. Interviews. Book deals. You name it. Even a Nobel Prize in
        physics.”
          “Physics?”  The  old  man  stroked  his  chin.  “We  haven’t  done
        anything new in science. Just kept to the same course over the years,
        fighting for funding, office space and computer time. If anything, the
        Swedes would give us—”
          The outer door to the room burst open and a tall man in military
        uniform  strode  in,  followed  by  two  armed  soldiers  in  urban
        camouflage.
          “Secure  the  area,”  he  commanded,  after  quickly  surveying  the
        scene.  The  soldiers  saluted  smartly  and  left.  “Gentlemen,  I  am
        General Caleb Rader. You are hereby relieved of all responsibility for
        and involvement with SIFTING.”
          The professors’ mouths hung open; the graduate student’s clamped
        shut.
          “What’s that?” demanded the general, jabbing a finger at the notes
        in front of Zorrillo.
          “Draft of a press release, sir.”
          “Hand it over.” Rader read it, folded it up and put it in a pocket. “I
        will  not  burden  you  with  more  than  you  need  to  know,  but  this
        response to the message would jeopardize national—not to mention
        international—security.”
          Norton South regained his voice. “See here, General: by what right
        do you come in here and seize control of our project? We work for
        the university, not the army.”
          “Wrong.  Everyone  in  this  institution,  and  in  virtually  every
        research  university  in  the  country,  is  working  either  for  the
        government or the corporations—or both. Your grants came from
        our  black  budget,  have  done  so  from  the  start.  The  potential  for
        uncontrollable mischief is inherent in several scientific and technical


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