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Telepax

        less trouble with the glasses, which rested, minimally suspended by a
        gold chain, on her bosom.
          “All  right!  Look  at  that,  Mr.  Swiller:  ‘Telepax:  Technical
        Specifications.’  Almost  as  thick  as  a  bible.  Well,  Jimmy  found  out
        from  his  sister’s  cousin’s  brother,  who  is  a  clerk  in  the  police
        department, that Chief Drubble wanted to get this Telepax thing. I
        won’t tell you her name—you better believe I won’t!—because she
        wants to keep her job. You understand?”
          Swiller  stared  at  the  document  as  if  it  were  a  poisonous  snake.
        “Now  what  would  I  want  with  this  manual?  Just  a  lot  of
        scientific gobbledygook. Please take it back.” But his eyes remained
        glued to the cover page.
          Miss Welby laughed.
          “Say, you don’t have to read it cover-to-cover, Councilman. But
        Jimmy knows what’s in there, and it’s not what Chief Drubble has
        been telling the public. So you can put him on the spot. Maybe this
        will  cause  enough  scandal  to  drive  that  white  supremacist  out  of
        office!”
          “Wait a minute.” Swiller started leafing through the book. Several
        pages  were  marked  with  stick-on  tabs.  “According  to  the  police
        department, this device can sniff out drug dealers and knock them
        out  without  any  gunplay  or  any  officers  even  getting  out  of  their
        squad cars. That’s what it does, and that’s all it does. Sounds good to
        the oversight committee, and the price we’re paying won’t break the
        budget. The chief and his deputy saw it demonstrated, and they say it
        will prevent a lot of ugly confrontations and mistaken identities.”
          “And  you  believed  him?”  Miss  Welby’s  scorn  was  palpable.
        “Listen  up,  Councilman:  that  electronic  police  dog  can’t  go  after
        anything but people of color. Indiscriminately.”
          “What?”
          “Go on ahead. Read some of that book. It’s a lot of big words, but
        it all boils down to this:  Telepax is just a new-fangled way for the
        police to pick on us. Aim it at a group of people, and it will sort them
        out by skin color, nothing else. That’s what we get from all the tax
        dollars we gave those defense industries. I don’t understand how they
        can get away with it.”


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