Tag: Cory Doctorow

Cory Doctorow – With a Little Help

“Cause it’s gonna be the future soon, “And I won’t always be this way, “When the things that make me weak and strange get engineered away” -Jonathan Coulton, The Future Soon Lawrence’s cubicle was just the right place to chew on a thorny logfile problem: decorated with the votive fetishes of his monastic order, a […]

Cory Doctorow – True Names

Beebe fried the asteroid to slag when it left, exterminating millions of itself. The asteroid was a high-end system: a kilometer-thick shell of femtoscale crystalline lattices, running cool at five degrees Kelvin, powered by a hot core of fissiles. Quintillions of qubits, loaded up with powerful utilities and the canonical release of Standard Existence. Room […]

Cory Doctorow – Scroogled

“Give me six lines written by the most honorable of men, and I will find an excuse in them to hang him.” –Cardinal Richelieu “We don’t know enough about you.” –Google CEO Eric Schmidt Greg landed at San Francisco International Airport at 8 p.m., but by the time he’d made it to the front of […]

Cory Doctorow – Printcrime

The coppers smashed my father’s printer when I was eight. I remember the hot, cling-film-in-amicrowave smell of it, and Da’s look of ferocious concentration as he filled it with fresh goop, and the warm, fresh-baked feel of the objects that came out of it. The coppers came through the door with truncheons swinging, one of […]

Cory Doctorow – Overclocked

Arturo Icaza de Arana-Goldberg, Police Detective Third Grade, United North American Trading Sphere, Third District, Fourth Prefecture, Second Division (Parkdale) had had many adventures in his distinguished career, running crooks to ground with an unbeatable combination of instinct and unstinting devotion to duty. He’d been decorated on three separate occasions by his commander and by […]

Cory Doctorow – Makers

Suzanne Church almost never had to bother with the blue blazer these days. Back at the height of the dot-boom, she’d put on her business journalist drag—blazer, blue sailcloth shirt, khaki trousers, loafers—just about every day, putting in her obligatory appearances at splashy press-conferences for high-flying IPOs and mergers. These days, it was mostly work […]

Cory Doctorow – Little Brother

This chapter is dedicated to BakkaPhoenix Books in Toronto, Canada. Bakka is the oldest science fiction bookstore in the world, and it made me the mutant I am today. I wandered in for the first time around the age of 10 and asked for some recommendations. Tanya Huf (yes, the Tanya Huf , but she […]

Cory Doctorow – Jury Service

For a change, Huw’s head hurts more than his bladder. He’s lying head-down, on his back, in a bathtub. He scrabbles for a handhold and pulls himself upright. A tub is a terrible place to spend a night—or a morning, come to think of it—he blinks and sees that it’s midafternoon. The light slanting in […]

Cory Doctorow – I, Row-Boat

Robbie the Row-Boat’s great crisis of faith came when the coral reef woke up. “Fuck off,” the reef said, vibrating Robbie’s hull through the slap-slap of the waves of the coral sea, where he’d plied his trade for decades. “Seriously. This is our patch, and you’re not welcome.” Robbie shipped oars and let the current […]

Cory Doctorow – For The Win

This scene is dedicated to BakkaPhoenix Books in Toronto, Canada. Bakka is the oldest science fiction bookstore in the world, and it made me the mutant I am today. I wandered in for the first time around the age of 10 and asked for some recommendations. Tanya Huf (yes, the Tanya Huf , but she […]

Cory Doctorow – Eastern Standard Tribe

I once had a Tai Chi instructor who explained the difference between Chinese and Western medicine thus: “Western medicine is based on corpses, things that you discover by cutting up dead bodies and pulling them apart. Chinese medicine is based on living flesh, things observed from vital, moving humans.” The explanation, like all good propaganda, […]

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