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Framing the Pitch

        computers,  organs  and  nerves  and  muscles  for  humans—and  we
        cannot  simply  replace  the  internal  processor  with  a  newer,  faster
        model  as  we  do  with  computers,  we  are  left  with  one  possibility:
        reprogramming. Most recently-written computer programs are highly
        inefficient,  wasting  with  impunity  the  extravagantly  abundant
        resources  of  storage  and  instruction  logic  available  today.  And
        evolution,  while  conservative,  is  equally  wasteful:  once  something
        works, unless survival pressure is placed upon an organism’s use of
        that function, it will not develop into something requiring less energy
        to do more work. That is the human brain I am describing, and the
        programming  required  for  perception  exists  in  its  current  form  to
        provide us with the ability to cope with most situations affecting our
        survival. A well-pitched baseball is at the outer limits of that ability—
        for  even  the  best  athletes—it  would  pose  no  difficulties  for  a
        hummingbird  or,  at  an  equivalent  scale,  an  ant—creatures  moving
        much  faster  than  us,  but  with  tremendously  less  reserve  brain-
        power.”
          “But I’m not a computer, Professor. You can’t reload the software
        in my brain, like a new game cartridge for ProBall.”
          “Of course not.” Fort smiled indulgently, pleased at his student’s
        confusion. “You are in a psychology lab, not a computer workshop.
        I am going to reprogram your frames-per-second speed by traditional
        conditioning  methods.  It will  take  about six  sessions of two  hours
        each.  Then  the  real  world  will  be  your  proving  grounds.  Are  you
        ready?”
          “Yes, sir. But if I am the first one to try this, how do you know it
        will work?”
          The professor gestured at the rat cages.
          “Animal models.”

                                     .  .  .  .  .

          Six months later the baseball season ended and Professor Fort, as
        he had expected, saw a notice in the Daily Kernel that Luke Matthews,
        the  Ferrets’  star  right-fielder,  would  be  stopping  by  the  campus  to
        give his autograph to anyone wishing to pay for it. Before the slugger
        had left for Grainsville in the spring the psychologist had cautioned

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