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Show Brandon collapsed against the table. The android picked up the heavy chair behind him and the VM dropped into it. Jam the line? But the Governor be Secure...had always been Secure! Brandon's eyes widened perceptibly. Marry, and its memory is big. . .full big. He thought of what a Revolutionary, gaining access to the Governor, could do with all that memory-the Constitution, the amendments, the glosses and commentaries, the guidelines, the precedents, the opinions, memoes, reports, studies. . .the entire Codex! Ever since the Bauercrats took over the GoverningComputer ten generations before and began adding to the Constitution to spell things out, define parameters, make all things applicable to everything and everyone, they had planned to run out a suitably decorated and bound hardcopy of it and store it in the Archives for posterity. They had planned to do that when the document had settled down to some final form pertinent to all things under BauerWorlde's twin suns-the Bauercrats' concept of Beulah Land.- But the document had never settled down to anything like a final form. And besides, it had become so big. It had been easier to just keep adding to it, including subroutines, discrimination nets, placement algorithms, fetch policies, and such like, to manage the congestion, and just let the thing worry on its own about how it was going to make decisions based on the data. Notwithstanding the chaos of its interior workings, the Governor seemed happy enough to go along with the situation. No complaints from that quarter. It was a grand system, withal. The Bauercrats ran the Governor who ran the Bauercrats who ran the BauerWorlders who, in turn, fed the Bauercrats the data for the Governor upon which the machine based its decisions in telling the Bauercrats wherewith.... Well, a wight could go 56 |