The stars my destination
In this pulse-quickening novel, Alfred Bester imagines a future in which people "jaunte" a thousand miles with a single thought, where the rich barricade themselves in labyrinths and protect themselves with radioactive hit men--and where an inarticulate outcast is the most valuable and dangerous man alive.
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The matter?" "PyrE." "Spell it, please." "The name means nothing to you?" "No." "
Good. It will to Dagenham. PyrE. Capital P-y-r Capital E. Pronounced "pyre" as in
funeral pyre. Tell Dagenham we've located the PyrE. He's engaged to get it .
He knew that the crux of the "Nomad" situation was the presence on board the
ship of 20 pounds of PyrE, the total world supply, which was probably
irreplaceable now that its discoverer had disappeared. He knew that Sheffield
knew that they ...
startled by the tiger-faced man who hurled a one pound slug of iodine colored
alloy into their midst and shouted in the gutter tongue: "PyrE! You hear me, man?
You listen a me, you. PyrE is filthy death for us. Alia us! Grab no guesses, you.
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This book was published in 1956 – a time when traveling to the moon would still be science fiction for quite a few years. Many of its ideas were astonishing then and its plot of blind revenge ... Read full review