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ARMAGEDDON (1978)
Acrylic on Illustration Board - 20” x 30”Even after all humankind has been wiped out, mechanized engines of destruction continue to eradicate the last traces of civilization. 1/2
#sciencefiction #illustration #harryharrison #simonandschuster
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ARMAGEDDON (1978)
Acrylic on Illustration Board - 20” x 30”Even after all humankind has been wiped out, mechanized engines of destruction continue to eradicate the last traces of civilization. 1/2
#sciencefiction #illustration #harryharrison #simonandschuster
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ARMAGEDDON (1978)
Acrylic on Illustration Board - 20” x 30”Even after all humankind has been wiped out, mechanized engines of destruction continue to eradicate the last traces of civilization. 1/2
#sciencefiction #illustration #harryharrison #simonandschuster
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ARMAGEDDON (1978)
Acrylic on Illustration Board - 20” x 30”Even after all humankind has been wiped out, mechanized engines of destruction continue to eradicate the last traces of civilization. 1/2
#sciencefiction #illustration #harryharrison #simonandschuster
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(You don't blow-up the bridge, you blow-up the road to the bridge. Likewise with powerplants.)
The Stainless Steel Rat Joins the Circus -- chapter 21
He was a good and experienced climber. I would have stopped for breath by this time. He just went at it hand over hand at a steady pace. Reached the junction of the four legs. That should be it. But no, he went on until he appeared to be as high as the cables pendant from their immense insulators. Then he stopped. A dark smudge against the bright metal of the tower.
And seemed to remain there for an awfully long time.
I don’t know much clock time passed before he started back down. Subjective time seemed to last and last. And then I could see that he was moving back down, surely and steadily. He jumped the last few meters, smiling and wiping the grit from his hands.
“A piece of cake. Timed to blow in two hours.”
“We’ll have a front seat for the show.”
“We will indeed.”...
“Just about time-” Bolivar said when the ball of flame flared out. Changed to dark billows of smoke.
For long moments nothing happened. The copter bumped a bit when the sound of the explosion reached us.
“Now,” Bolivar said.
And it was going. The top of the tower was bending, falling almost gracefully. Then the giant insulators began to turn and twist, the immense cables stirring and writhing. Falling.
I could see lightning spear out as the falling cables broke, twisting as though in pain. Twisted and fell, faster and faster, followed by the ruined tower. Splashing down into the sea in great furrows of waves that stretched across the width of the channel. -
(You don't blow-up the bridge, you blow-up the road to the bridge. Likewise with powerplants.)
The Stainless Steel Rat Joins the Circus -- chapter 21
He was a good and experienced climber. I would have stopped for breath by this time. He just went at it hand over hand at a steady pace. Reached the junction of the four legs. That should be it. But no, he went on until he appeared to be as high as the cables pendant from their immense insulators. Then he stopped. A dark smudge against the bright metal of the tower.
And seemed to remain there for an awfully long time.
I don’t know much clock time passed before he started back down. Subjective time seemed to last and last. And then I could see that he was moving back down, surely and steadily. He jumped the last few meters, smiling and wiping the grit from his hands.
“A piece of cake. Timed to blow in two hours.”
“We’ll have a front seat for the show.”
“We will indeed.”...
“Just about time-” Bolivar said when the ball of flame flared out. Changed to dark billows of smoke.
For long moments nothing happened. The copter bumped a bit when the sound of the explosion reached us.
“Now,” Bolivar said.
And it was going. The top of the tower was bending, falling almost gracefully. Then the giant insulators began to turn and twist, the immense cables stirring and writhing. Falling.
I could see lightning spear out as the falling cables broke, twisting as though in pain. Twisted and fell, faster and faster, followed by the ruined tower. Splashing down into the sea in great furrows of waves that stretched across the width of the channel. -
(You don't blow-up the bridge, you blow-up the road to the bridge. Likewise with powerplants.)
The Stainless Steel Rat Joins the Circus -- chapter 21
He was a good and experienced climber. I would have stopped for breath by this time. He just went at it hand over hand at a steady pace. Reached the junction of the four legs. That should be it. But no, he went on until he appeared to be as high as the cables pendant from their immense insulators. Then he stopped. A dark smudge against the bright metal of the tower.
And seemed to remain there for an awfully long time.
I don’t know much clock time passed before he started back down. Subjective time seemed to last and last. And then I could see that he was moving back down, surely and steadily. He jumped the last few meters, smiling and wiping the grit from his hands.
“A piece of cake. Timed to blow in two hours.”
“We’ll have a front seat for the show.”
“We will indeed.”...
“Just about time-” Bolivar said when the ball of flame flared out. Changed to dark billows of smoke.
For long moments nothing happened. The copter bumped a bit when the sound of the explosion reached us.
“Now,” Bolivar said.
And it was going. The top of the tower was bending, falling almost gracefully. Then the giant insulators began to turn and twist, the immense cables stirring and writhing. Falling.
I could see lightning spear out as the falling cables broke, twisting as though in pain. Twisted and fell, faster and faster, followed by the ruined tower. Splashing down into the sea in great furrows of waves that stretched across the width of the channel. -
(You don't blow-up the bridge, you blow-up the road to the bridge. Likewise with powerplants.)
The Stainless Steel Rat Joins the Circus -- chapter 21
He was a good and experienced climber. I would have stopped for breath by this time. He just went at it hand over hand at a steady pace. Reached the junction of the four legs. That should be it. But no, he went on until he appeared to be as high as the cables pendant from their immense insulators. Then he stopped. A dark smudge against the bright metal of the tower.
And seemed to remain there for an awfully long time.
I don’t know much clock time passed before he started back down. Subjective time seemed to last and last. And then I could see that he was moving back down, surely and steadily. He jumped the last few meters, smiling and wiping the grit from his hands.
“A piece of cake. Timed to blow in two hours.”
“We’ll have a front seat for the show.”
“We will indeed.”...
“Just about time-” Bolivar said when the ball of flame flared out. Changed to dark billows of smoke.
For long moments nothing happened. The copter bumped a bit when the sound of the explosion reached us.
“Now,” Bolivar said.
And it was going. The top of the tower was bending, falling almost gracefully. Then the giant insulators began to turn and twist, the immense cables stirring and writhing. Falling.
I could see lightning spear out as the falling cables broke, twisting as though in pain. Twisted and fell, faster and faster, followed by the ruined tower. Splashing down into the sea in great furrows of waves that stretched across the width of the channel. -
(You don't blow-up the bridge, you blow-up the road to the bridge. Likewise with powerplants.)
The Stainless Steel Rat Joins the Circus -- chapter 21
He was a good and experienced climber. I would have stopped for breath by this time. He just went at it hand over hand at a steady pace. Reached the junction of the four legs. That should be it. But no, he went on until he appeared to be as high as the cables pendant from their immense insulators. Then he stopped. A dark smudge against the bright metal of the tower.
And seemed to remain there for an awfully long time.
I don’t know much clock time passed before he started back down. Subjective time seemed to last and last. And then I could see that he was moving back down, surely and steadily. He jumped the last few meters, smiling and wiping the grit from his hands.
“A piece of cake. Timed to blow in two hours.”
“We’ll have a front seat for the show.”
“We will indeed.”...
“Just about time-” Bolivar said when the ball of flame flared out. Changed to dark billows of smoke.
For long moments nothing happened. The copter bumped a bit when the sound of the explosion reached us.
“Now,” Bolivar said.
And it was going. The top of the tower was bending, falling almost gracefully. Then the giant insulators began to turn and twist, the immense cables stirring and writhing. Falling.
I could see lightning spear out as the falling cables broke, twisting as though in pain. Twisted and fell, faster and faster, followed by the ruined tower. Splashing down into the sea in great furrows of waves that stretched across the width of the channel. -
"Iam ni tenis la tutan mondon en niaj manoj, sed ni ĝin manĝis kaj forbruligis, kaj nun ĝi malaperis."
– Harry Harrison, Make Room! Make Room!“One time we had the whole world in our hands, but we ate it and burned it and it's gone now.”
― Harry Harrison, Make Room! Make Room!„Einst hielten wir die ganze Welt in unseren Händen, doch wir haben sie verschlungen und verbrannt, und nun ist sie verschwunden.“
– #HarryHarrison, „Make Room! Make Room!“ -
"Iam ni tenis la tutan mondon en niaj manoj, sed ni ĝin manĝis kaj forbruligis, kaj nun ĝi malaperis."
– Harry Harrison, Make Room! Make Room!“One time we had the whole world in our hands, but we ate it and burned it and it's gone now.”
― Harry Harrison, Make Room! Make Room!„Einst hielten wir die ganze Welt in unseren Händen, doch wir haben sie verschlungen und verbrannt, und nun ist sie verschwunden.“
– #HarryHarrison, „Make Room! Make Room!“ -
"Iam ni tenis la tutan mondon en niaj manoj, sed ni ĝin manĝis kaj forbruligis, kaj nun ĝi malaperis."
– Harry Harrison, Make Room! Make Room!“One time we had the whole world in our hands, but we ate it and burned it and it's gone now.”
― Harry Harrison, Make Room! Make Room!„Einst hielten wir die ganze Welt in unseren Händen, doch wir haben sie verschlungen und verbrannt, und nun ist sie verschwunden.“
– #HarryHarrison, „Make Room! Make Room!“ -
"Iam ni tenis la tutan mondon en niaj manoj, sed ni ĝin manĝis kaj forbruligis, kaj nun ĝi malaperis."
– Harry Harrison, Make Room! Make Room!“One time we had the whole world in our hands, but we ate it and burned it and it's gone now.”
― Harry Harrison, Make Room! Make Room!„Einst hielten wir die ganze Welt in unseren Händen, doch wir haben sie verschlungen und verbrannt, und nun ist sie verschwunden.“
– #HarryHarrison, „Make Room! Make Room!“ -
Born this day: 03/12/1925 (d. 08/15/2012)
Harry Harrison was an American SF author and SFWA Grand Master best known for The Stainless Steel Rat series and Make Room! Make Room!, which inspired the film Soylent Green. He also wrote the Deathworld trilogy and Bill the Galactic Hero, blending satirical wit with classic space opera.https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Harrison_(writer)
#Literature #SciFi #ScienceFiction #books #bookstodon #coverart #HarryHarrison @books @scifi @Scifiart @sciencefiction
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Born this day: 03/12/1925 (d. 08/15/2012)
Harry Harrison was an American SF author and SFWA Grand Master best known for The Stainless Steel Rat series and Make Room! Make Room!, which inspired the film Soylent Green. He also wrote the Deathworld trilogy and Bill the Galactic Hero, blending satirical wit with classic space opera.https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Harrison_(writer)
#Literature #SciFi #ScienceFiction #books #bookstodon #coverart #HarryHarrison @books @scifi @Scifiart @sciencefiction
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Born this day: 03/12/1925 (d. 08/15/2012)
Harry Harrison was an American SF author and SFWA Grand Master best known for The Stainless Steel Rat series and Make Room! Make Room!, which inspired the film Soylent Green. He also wrote the Deathworld trilogy and Bill the Galactic Hero, blending satirical wit with classic space opera.https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Harrison_(writer)
#Literature #SciFi #ScienceFiction #books #bookstodon #coverart #HarryHarrison @books @scifi @Scifiart @sciencefiction
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Born this day: 03/12/1925 (d. 08/15/2012)
Harry Harrison was an American SF author and SFWA Grand Master best known for The Stainless Steel Rat series and Make Room! Make Room!, which inspired the film Soylent Green. He also wrote the Deathworld trilogy and Bill the Galactic Hero, blending satirical wit with classic space opera.https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Harrison_(writer)
#Literature #SciFi #ScienceFiction #books #bookstodon #coverart #HarryHarrison @books @scifi @Scifiart @sciencefiction
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Recenzje fantastyczne:
»[Recenzja] „Filmowy wehikuł czasu” Harry Harrison«Podróże i majstrowanie w czasie to jeden z kanonicznych obszarów XX-wiecznej fantastyki naukowej. Źródeł inspiracji dla tych pomysłów można doszukiwać się we wcześniejszych powieściach i opowiadaniach o wizjach, a nawet o legendach, na przykład o ponad półwiecznym śnie, w który zapadł Epimenides z Krety, domniemany cudotwórca z Fajstos (VII/ VI wiek p.n.e.). O niestałości czasu jako zmiennej miary przemijania rozważał także w jednym ze swoich dzieł Święty Augustyn z Hippony (IV wiek n.e.)...
#Fahrenheit_zin #recenzja #DomWydawniczyRebis #AndrzejJankowski #HarryHarrison #SławomirFolkman #IgorMorski #TomaszKokowski #PiotrMocniak #KatarzynaZegadłoGałecka #Filmowywehikułczasu #TheTechnicolorTimeMachine
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Recenzje fantastyczne:
»[Recenzja] „Filmowy wehikuł czasu” Harry Harrison«Podróże i majstrowanie w czasie to jeden z kanonicznych obszarów XX-wiecznej fantastyki naukowej. Źródeł inspiracji dla tych pomysłów można doszukiwać się we wcześniejszych powieściach i opowiadaniach o wizjach, a nawet o legendach, na przykład o ponad półwiecznym śnie, w który zapadł Epimenides z Krety, domniemany cudotwórca z Fajstos (VII/ VI wiek p.n.e.). O niestałości czasu jako zmiennej miary przemijania rozważał także w jednym ze swoich dzieł Święty Augustyn z Hippony (IV wiek n.e.)...
#Fahrenheit_zin #recenzja #DomWydawniczyRebis #AndrzejJankowski #HarryHarrison #SławomirFolkman #IgorMorski #TomaszKokowski #PiotrMocniak #KatarzynaZegadłoGałecka #Filmowywehikułczasu #TheTechnicolorTimeMachine
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Recenzje fantastyczne:
»[Recenzja] „Filmowy wehikuł czasu” Harry Harrison«Podróże i majstrowanie w czasie to jeden z kanonicznych obszarów XX-wiecznej fantastyki naukowej. Źródeł inspiracji dla tych pomysłów można doszukiwać się we wcześniejszych powieściach i opowiadaniach o wizjach, a nawet o legendach, na przykład o ponad półwiecznym śnie, w który zapadł Epimenides z Krety, domniemany cudotwórca z Fajstos (VII/ VI wiek p.n.e.). O niestałości czasu jako zmiennej miary przemijania rozważał także w jednym ze swoich dzieł Święty Augustyn z Hippony (IV wiek n.e.)...
#Fahrenheit_zin #recenzja #DomWydawniczyRebis #AndrzejJankowski #HarryHarrison #SławomirFolkman #IgorMorski #TomaszKokowski #PiotrMocniak #KatarzynaZegadłoGałecka #Filmowywehikułczasu #TheTechnicolorTimeMachine
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Recenzje fantastyczne:
»[Recenzja] „Filmowy wehikuł czasu” Harry Harrison«Podróże i majstrowanie w czasie to jeden z kanonicznych obszarów XX-wiecznej fantastyki naukowej. Źródeł inspiracji dla tych pomysłów można doszukiwać się we wcześniejszych powieściach i opowiadaniach o wizjach, a nawet o legendach, na przykład o ponad półwiecznym śnie, w który zapadł Epimenides z Krety, domniemany cudotwórca z Fajstos (VII/ VI wiek p.n.e.). O niestałości czasu jako zmiennej miary przemijania rozważał także w jednym ze swoich dzieł Święty Augustyn z Hippony (IV wiek n.e.)...
#Fahrenheit_zin #recenzja #DomWydawniczyRebis #AndrzejJankowski #HarryHarrison #SławomirFolkman #IgorMorski #TomaszKokowski #PiotrMocniak #KatarzynaZegadłoGałecka #Filmowywehikułczasu #TheTechnicolorTimeMachine
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Recenzje fantastyczne:
»[Recenzja] „Filmowy wehikuł czasu” Harry Harrison«Podróże i majstrowanie w czasie to jeden z kanonicznych obszarów XX-wiecznej fantastyki naukowej. Źródeł inspiracji dla tych pomysłów można doszukiwać się we wcześniejszych powieściach i opowiadaniach o wizjach, a nawet o legendach, na przykład o ponad półwiecznym śnie, w który zapadł Epimenides z Krety, domniemany cudotwórca z Fajstos (VII/ VI wiek p.n.e.). O niestałości czasu jako zmiennej miary przemijania rozważał także w jednym ze swoich dzieł Święty Augustyn z Hippony (IV wiek n.e.)...
#Fahrenheit_zin #recenzja #DomWydawniczyRebis #AndrzejJankowski #HarryHarrison #SławomirFolkman #IgorMorski #TomaszKokowski #PiotrMocniak #KatarzynaZegadłoGałecka #Filmowywehikułczasu #TheTechnicolorTimeMachine
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Fantastyka:
»Harry Harrison „Filmowy wehikuł czasu”«Informacje na temat książki Harry'ego Harrisona "Filmowy wehikuł czasu", która ukazała się nakładem Domu Wydawniczego Rebis.
https://www.fahrenheit.net.pl/ksiazki/o-ksiazkach/fantastyka/harry-harrison-filmowy-wehikul-czasu/
#Fahrenheit_zin #DomWydawniczyRebis #AndrzejJankowski #HarryHarrison #Rebis #SławomirFolkman #IgorMorski #PiotrMocniak #KatarzynaZegadłoGałecka #Filmowywehikułczasu #TheTechnicolorTimeMachine
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Fantastyka:
»Harry Harrison „Filmowy wehikuł czasu”«Informacje na temat książki Harry'ego Harrisona "Filmowy wehikuł czasu", która ukazała się nakładem Domu Wydawniczego Rebis.
https://www.fahrenheit.net.pl/ksiazki/o-ksiazkach/fantastyka/harry-harrison-filmowy-wehikul-czasu/
#Fahrenheit_zin #DomWydawniczyRebis #AndrzejJankowski #HarryHarrison #Rebis #SławomirFolkman #IgorMorski #PiotrMocniak #KatarzynaZegadłoGałecka #Filmowywehikułczasu #TheTechnicolorTimeMachine
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Fantastyka:
»Harry Harrison „Filmowy wehikuł czasu”«Informacje na temat książki Harry'ego Harrisona "Filmowy wehikuł czasu", która ukazała się nakładem Domu Wydawniczego Rebis.
https://www.fahrenheit.net.pl/ksiazki/o-ksiazkach/fantastyka/harry-harrison-filmowy-wehikul-czasu/
#Fahrenheit_zin #DomWydawniczyRebis #AndrzejJankowski #HarryHarrison #Rebis #SławomirFolkman #IgorMorski #PiotrMocniak #KatarzynaZegadłoGałecka #Filmowywehikułczasu #TheTechnicolorTimeMachine
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Fantastyka:
»Harry Harrison „Filmowy wehikuł czasu”«Informacje na temat książki Harry'ego Harrisona "Filmowy wehikuł czasu", która ukazała się nakładem Domu Wydawniczego Rebis.
https://www.fahrenheit.net.pl/ksiazki/o-ksiazkach/fantastyka/harry-harrison-filmowy-wehikul-czasu/
#Fahrenheit_zin #DomWydawniczyRebis #AndrzejJankowski #HarryHarrison #Rebis #SławomirFolkman #IgorMorski #PiotrMocniak #KatarzynaZegadłoGałecka #Filmowywehikułczasu #TheTechnicolorTimeMachine
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Fantastyka:
»Harry Harrison „Filmowy wehikuł czasu”«Informacje na temat książki Harry'ego Harrisona "Filmowy wehikuł czasu", która ukazała się nakładem Domu Wydawniczego Rebis.
https://www.fahrenheit.net.pl/ksiazki/o-ksiazkach/fantastyka/harry-harrison-filmowy-wehikul-czasu/
#Fahrenheit_zin #DomWydawniczyRebis #AndrzejJankowski #HarryHarrison #Rebis #SławomirFolkman #IgorMorski #PiotrMocniak #KatarzynaZegadłoGałecka #Filmowywehikułczasu #TheTechnicolorTimeMachine
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Harry Harrison, "The Streets of Ashkelon" (short story available in Stainless Steel Rat Visions".
#HarryHarrison #StainlessSteelRatVisions
[extract]
He had just reached the fringes of the village clearing when the rumbling grew to a head-splitting roar and the spacer broke through the low-hanging layer of clouds above. Garth shielded his eyes from the down-reaching tongue of flame and examined the growing form of the gray-black ship with mixed feelings.
"You better go ahead, Itin, " he said. "Use the water so you can get to the village quickly. Tell everyone to get back into the swamps, well clear of the hard ground. That ship is landing on instruments and anyone underneath at touchdown is going to be cooked. "
The ship baked dry a hundred square meters of mud, the roaring blast died, and the landing feet crunched down through the crackling crust. Metal creaked and settled into place while the cloud of smoke and steam slowly drifted lower in the humid air.
... a figure stepped out ...
Hi, my name's James Cameron, and I'm a thieving little shit. -
Harry Harrison, "The Streets of Ashkelon" (short story available in Stainless Steel Rat Visions".
#HarryHarrison #StainlessSteelRatVisions
[extract]
He had just reached the fringes of the village clearing when the rumbling grew to a head-splitting roar and the spacer broke through the low-hanging layer of clouds above. Garth shielded his eyes from the down-reaching tongue of flame and examined the growing form of the gray-black ship with mixed feelings.
"You better go ahead, Itin, " he said. "Use the water so you can get to the village quickly. Tell everyone to get back into the swamps, well clear of the hard ground. That ship is landing on instruments and anyone underneath at touchdown is going to be cooked. "
The ship baked dry a hundred square meters of mud, the roaring blast died, and the landing feet crunched down through the crackling crust. Metal creaked and settled into place while the cloud of smoke and steam slowly drifted lower in the humid air.
... a figure stepped out ...
Hi, my name's James Cameron, and I'm a thieving little shit. -
Harry Harrison, "The Streets of Ashkelon" (short story available in Stainless Steel Rat Visions".
#HarryHarrison #StainlessSteelRatVisions
[extract]
He had just reached the fringes of the village clearing when the rumbling grew to a head-splitting roar and the spacer broke through the low-hanging layer of clouds above. Garth shielded his eyes from the down-reaching tongue of flame and examined the growing form of the gray-black ship with mixed feelings.
"You better go ahead, Itin, " he said. "Use the water so you can get to the village quickly. Tell everyone to get back into the swamps, well clear of the hard ground. That ship is landing on instruments and anyone underneath at touchdown is going to be cooked. "
The ship baked dry a hundred square meters of mud, the roaring blast died, and the landing feet crunched down through the crackling crust. Metal creaked and settled into place while the cloud of smoke and steam slowly drifted lower in the humid air.
... a figure stepped out ...
Hi, my name's James Cameron, and I'm a thieving little shit. -
Harry Harrison, "The Streets of Ashkelon" (short story available in Stainless Steel Rat Visions".
#HarryHarrison #StainlessSteelRatVisions
[extract]
He had just reached the fringes of the village clearing when the rumbling grew to a head-splitting roar and the spacer broke through the low-hanging layer of clouds above. Garth shielded his eyes from the down-reaching tongue of flame and examined the growing form of the gray-black ship with mixed feelings.
"You better go ahead, Itin, " he said. "Use the water so you can get to the village quickly. Tell everyone to get back into the swamps, well clear of the hard ground. That ship is landing on instruments and anyone underneath at touchdown is going to be cooked. "
The ship baked dry a hundred square meters of mud, the roaring blast died, and the landing feet crunched down through the crackling crust. Metal creaked and settled into place while the cloud of smoke and steam slowly drifted lower in the humid air.
... a figure stepped out ...
Hi, my name's James Cameron, and I'm a thieving little shit. -
Harry Harrison, "The Streets of Ashkelon" (short story available in Stainless Steel Rat Visions".
#HarryHarrison #StainlessSteelRatVisions
[extract]
He had just reached the fringes of the village clearing when the rumbling grew to a head-splitting roar and the spacer broke through the low-hanging layer of clouds above. Garth shielded his eyes from the down-reaching tongue of flame and examined the growing form of the gray-black ship with mixed feelings.
"You better go ahead, Itin, " he said. "Use the water so you can get to the village quickly. Tell everyone to get back into the swamps, well clear of the hard ground. That ship is landing on instruments and anyone underneath at touchdown is going to be cooked. "
The ship baked dry a hundred square meters of mud, the roaring blast died, and the landing feet crunched down through the crackling crust. Metal creaked and settled into place while the cloud of smoke and steam slowly drifted lower in the humid air.
... a figure stepped out ...
Hi, my name's James Cameron, and I'm a thieving little shit. -
"Survival Planet" short story, included in the "Stainless Steel Rat Visions" anthology written by Harry Harrison ...
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terra_Nova_(Star_Trek:_Enterprise)
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"Survival Planet" short story, included in the "Stainless Steel Rat Visions" anthology written by Harry Harrison ...
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terra_Nova_(Star_Trek:_Enterprise)
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"Survival Planet" short story, included in the "Stainless Steel Rat Visions" anthology written by Harry Harrison ...
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terra_Nova_(Star_Trek:_Enterprise)
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"Survival Planet" short story, included in the "Stainless Steel Rat Visions" anthology written by Harry Harrison ...
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terra_Nova_(Star_Trek:_Enterprise)
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"Survival Planet" short story, included in the "Stainless Steel Rat Visions" anthology written by Harry Harrison ...
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terra_Nova_(Star_Trek:_Enterprise)
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from the Alex Cox 2014 kickstarter funded film adaptation of Harry Harrison's novel "Bill, the Galactic Hero" comes the song (*fanfare*) ...
"Bill, the Galactic Hero" by Iggy Pop and the Intergalactic Troll
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from the Alex Cox 2014 kickstarter funded film adaptation of Harry Harrison's novel "Bill, the Galactic Hero" comes the song (*fanfare*) ...
"Bill, the Galactic Hero" by Iggy Pop and the Intergalactic Troll
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from the Alex Cox 2014 kickstarter funded film adaptation of Harry Harrison's novel "Bill, the Galactic Hero" comes the song (*fanfare*) ...
"Bill, the Galactic Hero" by Iggy Pop and the Intergalactic Troll
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from the Alex Cox 2014 kickstarter funded film adaptation of Harry Harrison's novel "Bill, the Galactic Hero" comes the song (*fanfare*) ...
"Bill, the Galactic Hero" by Iggy Pop and the Intergalactic Troll
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from the Alex Cox 2014 kickstarter funded film adaptation of Harry Harrison's novel "Bill, the Galactic Hero" comes the song (*fanfare*) ...
"Bill, the Galactic Hero" by Iggy Pop and the Intergalactic Troll
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#HarryHarrison predicted #PeteHegseth !!!
The Stainless Steel Rat Wants You (SSR4)
chap 7
An improbable parade of slithering, hopping and crawling figures slopped up when we appeared through the lock, the Bolivar-robot carrying the carefully constructed alien luggage. One individual in slimy gold braid stepped out of the pack and waved a lot of claws in my direction.
“Welcome, stellar ambassador,” it said. “I am Gar-Baj, First Official of War Council.”
“A pleasure, I’m sure. I am Sleepery Jeem of Geshtunken.”
“Is Sleepery your first name or a title?”
“It means, in the language of my race, He Who Walks on Backs of Peasants With Sharp Claws, and denotes a member of the nobility.” -
#HarryHarrison predicted #PeteHegseth !!!
The Stainless Steel Rat Wants You (SSR4)
chap 7
An improbable parade of slithering, hopping and crawling figures slopped up when we appeared through the lock, the Bolivar-robot carrying the carefully constructed alien luggage. One individual in slimy gold braid stepped out of the pack and waved a lot of claws in my direction.
“Welcome, stellar ambassador,” it said. “I am Gar-Baj, First Official of War Council.”
“A pleasure, I’m sure. I am Sleepery Jeem of Geshtunken.”
“Is Sleepery your first name or a title?”
“It means, in the language of my race, He Who Walks on Backs of Peasants With Sharp Claws, and denotes a member of the nobility.” -
#HarryHarrison predicted #PeteHegseth !!!
The Stainless Steel Rat Wants You (SSR4)
chap 7
An improbable parade of slithering, hopping and crawling figures slopped up when we appeared through the lock, the Bolivar-robot carrying the carefully constructed alien luggage. One individual in slimy gold braid stepped out of the pack and waved a lot of claws in my direction.
“Welcome, stellar ambassador,” it said. “I am Gar-Baj, First Official of War Council.”
“A pleasure, I’m sure. I am Sleepery Jeem of Geshtunken.”
“Is Sleepery your first name or a title?”
“It means, in the language of my race, He Who Walks on Backs of Peasants With Sharp Claws, and denotes a member of the nobility.” -
#HarryHarrison predicted #PeteHegseth !!!
The Stainless Steel Rat Wants You (SSR4)
chap 7
An improbable parade of slithering, hopping and crawling figures slopped up when we appeared through the lock, the Bolivar-robot carrying the carefully constructed alien luggage. One individual in slimy gold braid stepped out of the pack and waved a lot of claws in my direction.
“Welcome, stellar ambassador,” it said. “I am Gar-Baj, First Official of War Council.”
“A pleasure, I’m sure. I am Sleepery Jeem of Geshtunken.”
“Is Sleepery your first name or a title?”
“It means, in the language of my race, He Who Walks on Backs of Peasants With Sharp Claws, and denotes a member of the nobility.”