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authorZefram <zefram@fysh.org>2012-05-26 17:19:36 +0100
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=head1 EPIGRAPHS
+=head2 v5.17.0 - Charles Stross, "Singularity Sky"
+
+Announced on 2012-05-26 by Zefram
+
+`Welcome, comrades!' Burya opened his arms toward the soldier.
+`Yes it is true! With help from our allies of the Festival, the iron
+hand of the reactionary junta is about to be overthrown for all time!
+The new economy is being born; the marginal cost of production has
+been abolished, and from now on, if any item is produced once, it can
+be replicated infinitely. From each according to his imagination,
+to each according to his needs! Join us or better still, bring your
+fellow soldiers and workers to join us!'
+
+There was a sharp bang from the roof of the Corn Exchange, right at the
+climax of his impromptu speech; heads turned in alarm. Something had
+broken inside the spork factory and a stream of rainbow-hued plastic
+implements fountained toward the sky and clattered to the cobblestones
+on every side, like a harbinger of the postindustrial society to come.
+Workers and peasants alike stared in open-mouthed bewilderment at this
+astounding display of productivity, then bent to scrabble in the muck
+for the brightly colored sporks of revolution. A volley of shots rang
+out and Burya Rubenstein raised his hands, grinning wildly, to accept
+the salute of the soldiers from the Skull Hill garrison.
+
=head2 v5.16.0 - W.H. Auden - September 1, 1939
L<Announced on 2012-05-20 by Ricardo