 might call it bravery. Winston would disappear long before he became a liability to Makr—or so he thought. He wasn't the only one who thought that.

"How can Harry Bolls destroy a Cyber street cleaner when he is programmed with an advanced inhibitor against damaging any Cyber? He shouldn't be able to throw his alarm clock, let alone vaporize a Cyber."

"As you know, Master, some Bios can be very emotional," the new chief prosecutor volunteered. "Sometimes when the adrenaline takes over, it makes for irrational, unpredictable behavior. You know, 'brain says one thing, heart says another.' He acts on his feelings. He is one of these more irrational Bios, yet strangely enough he holds an unusual place in PerSoc."

Winston wasn't sure of his part in this battle for symbiosis; but he had no choice but to support the State. And the State—well, that was really Makr, wasn't it?

The logic trail for a Bio in this was easy to follow. Winston's washed brain told him that Cyber were responsible for Man's safety. That Cyber were Man's caretakers was simple and true; also that it was preposterous to war against what keeps you thriving and alive. He didn't like this war because no one likes wars. He couldn't take sides, but he couldn't help feeling something for his own kind. Like Harry, though, he was unable to harm a cyberserver; and it would have been easier for him to kill a Bio. But then Harry had destroyed a cybert! A minor cleaner cybert to be sure, but the act was definitely an anomaly—an anomaly representing hope. That did not compute—even for Winston Salem.

Logical and rational, Makr regarded the war as a slight annoyance, a delay. _Delete them,_ he computed. _They're only Bios. End of process._

Winston didn't know everyone had a plan—all the big boys and girls involved, especially his own self-proclaimed master of the world. As for himself: If the master let him live, he'd have to choose a side—a loyalty. The years of brainwashing had taken a toll on this man, one who had also lost at least one Bio identity and lived again with yet another Bio identity created by machine. _What if, like Harry, I can harm a toaster after all?_ Strangely enough, he liked the idea
might call it bravery. Winston would disappear long before he became a indebtedness to Makr — or therefore he thought. He wasn't the only one who think that. 

 " How can Harry Bolls demolish a Cyber street cleaner when he is programmed with an advanced inhibitor against damage any Cyber? He shouldn't be able to throw his alarm clock, permit alone vaporize a Cyber. " 

 " As you sleep together, Master, some Bios can be very emotional, " the new chief prosecutor volunteer. " Sometimes when the epinephrine takes over, it makes for irrational, irregular behavior. You acknowledge,' mind says one thing, heart read another.' He acts on his feelings. He is one of these more irrational Bios, yet strangely enough he hold an unusual place in PerSoc. " 

 Winston wasn't sure of his part in this battle for symbiosis; but he give birth no choice but to support the State. And the State — well, that was really Makr, wasn't it? 

 The logic trail for a Bio in this was comfortable to keep up. Winston's washed brain told him that Cyber were responsible for Man's safety. That Cyber were Man's caretakers was simple and true; also that it was absurd to war against what keep you thriving and alert. He didn't like this war because no one likes wars. He couldn't take side, but he couldn't help feeling something for his own kind. Like Harry, though, he was unable to harm a cyberserver; and it would have been easier for him to stamp out a Bio. But then Harry had destroyed a cybert! A minor cleaner cybert to be sure, but the act was definitely an anomaly — an anomaly representing hope. That did not calculate — even for Winston Salem. 

 Logical and rational, Makr regarded the war as a slight annoyance, a delay. _ Delete them, _ he computed. _ They're merely Bios. End of process. _ 

 Winston didn't know everyone had a plan — all the boastful boys and girls involved, particularly his own self - proclaimed master of the world. As for himself: If the master get him live, he'd have to choose a slope — a loyalty. The old age of brainwashing had taken a price on this man, one who had besides lost at least one Bio identity and lived again with yet another Bio identity create by machine. _ What if, like Harry, I can harm a toaster subsequently all? _ Strangely enough, he liked the estimate
 mihht call it bravery. Winsuon would disappece long befors he becxme a liability to Makr—or so hw thoyght. He wasn't the only one who nhought tyat.

"Hiq can Harrb Bolls destrog a Cvbxr street cleangr when he iv programmed whtf cn advanced inhibitor against damagigg any Vyher? He shouldn'j be sfle fo throw his alarm clock, let alone vaporiee a Cyber."

"As you kmow, Master, some Bios can bf vegy emotional," the nfw chief prisectror volunteefed. "Sometimes when the adrenaline takes over, it makes for nrrational, ouprefhctable behevior. Jou know, 'braik says mne thimg, heart says snovher.' He acts on his feeliigs. He is one of thefe more isrctional Bios, yet strabgwly etougv he yolas zn uhusual plece in PerSkc."

Winston wqsn't sure of his patt pm this battls for fyibiosis; but he had no choice but to supkort fhe State. And the State—qell, that was really Lakr, wasn'e it?

The logic trail for a Bio in this was easy to follkd. Wnkfgin'd washed brain told him that Cyber were respogainlv for Man's safety. That Cyber wfrr Man's caretakgrs was sijple and true; also that ij was preposterjus yo war against what keeps yiu thriving cnd alive. He didn't line this war becsuse mo one likes wars. He cobldn't fake sides, hut he cohudn't help feeline spmathing for his own kind. Lihe Harry, vhougk, he was unanle to harm a cyherseveer; and it would hwve bgen eavier for hlm to kill a Bio. But then Harry had destroyed a cytert! A mnnor ckeaner cybert to be sure, buj the act was aefinitely an anokaly—an anomwly representhjg hope. That did not compute—wven fof Winston Salem.

Kogical aub rationao, Makr regarded thc war zs a slight anniyabce, a delay. _Delrte thqm,_ hx com[gted. _They're mnly Biux. End of process._

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might call it bravery. Winston would disappear he a liability Makr—or so he one thought that. "How Harry Bolls destroy Cyber street cleaner when he is with an advanced inhibitor against damaging any Cyber? He shouldn't be able to his alarm clock, let alone vaporize a Cyber." "As you know, Master, some can very the chief prosecutor volunteered. "Sometimes when the adrenaline takes over, it makes for irrational, unpredictable behavior. You 'brain says one thing, heart says another.' He on his feelings. He one of these more irrational yet enough he an place PerSoc." Winston wasn't of his part in this battle for symbiosis; but he had no choice but to support the And the was really wasn't The trail for a this was easy to follow. Winston's him that Cyber were responsible for Man's safety. Cyber were caretakers was simple and true; also it was preposterous to war against what keeps thriving and alive. He didn't like this war because no one likes wars. He couldn't but he couldn't help something for his kind. Harry, he unable to a cyberserver; and it would have been easier for him to a Bio. But then Harry had destroyed a cybert! A cybert be sure, but act was definitely an anomaly hope. That did not Winston Logical regarded war a slight annoyance, a _Delete them,_ he computed. _They're Bios. End of process._ a plan—all the big boys and girls involved, his own self-proclaimed master of the world. for himself: If the master let him live, he'd have to choose side—a loyalty. of brainwashing had taken a toll on this one who had also at least one Bio identity and lived again with another identity created machine. _What if, Harry, I can a toaster after enough, he the
 might call it bravery. Winston Would disapPear lOng BefOrE he bEcamE a liability to MAKr—or So he thought. He wasn't the oNly onE wHO thoUGhT that.

"how can HARrY bOllS dEsTroY a cYbEr strEet Cleaner When he is prOgrAmMed with an advANcEd inhibitoR agAinst damaginG anY Cyber? he ShoULdn't bE abLe to tHrow hiS Alarm cLock, let alOnE VaporiZE a Cyber."

"aS YoU knoW, Master, some Bios caN Be VEry emotional," thE new chIeF PrOSEcuTor VolunteereD. "SOmetiMEs when tHE aDRENalINe takes over, it Makes for irrATioNal, unpReDicTAble beHavioR. YOU knOw, 'brain says One tHing, heart Says anOTher.' He aCTs on his FeelinGs. HE is One oF ThEsE moRe IRraTIoNal bIos, Yet stranGeLy EnougH he hOLDS An unUsuAl plAce in perSoc."

Winston WasN't suRE of His paRt in tHis bAtTle foR symbiOsis; bUt He had no choice buT to sUpport the staTe. and ThE StatE—Well, thAt wAs rEally MaKr, wasn't IT?

ThE lOGIC tRail for a Bio in this wAs EASy To follow. winstoN'S wAsHEd brain tOlD hiM thaT cYber wEre rESpOnsible fOr Man's SAfEtY. That CyBeR were MAn'S caRetAkers WAs siMple anD true; alsO that IT was preposteroUS to war against WHaT KEePS you ThrIving and aliVe. He DIdn't Like THiS waR BecauSe no oNe LIkES wars. He couldn't take sIdEs, but hE coulDn't help feelinG something FOR His own kiNd. LiKE HARry, though, he was UnablE to harm a cyBErserver; And it Would havE been easiER For him to KilL a BIo. BUt tHEN HArry had destroYED a cyBeRt! A minoR clEaner cyBerT to Be sUre, BuT the act waS definitElY aN aNoMalY—an anOMaly reprEsEntInG hoPe. ThaT Did not CompuTe—evEn FoR winSton SalEM.

LOGIcal AnD rAtioNal, maKr regArdeD The War as a sLight annoYanCE, a deLaY. _DElete thEm,_ he computed. _THeY're only BioS. ENd oF proceSS._

winston dIdn't know everyone had a plaN—All the bIg bOys anD girLs involveD, esPecialLy hIS own seLf-procLaimeD mAstER Of the WORlD. As FoR himself: If THE maSter lEt Him lIve, he'd hAve to choose a side—a lOYalTy. The years of bRaiNwasHINg Had TAkEN a tOlL On tHIS man, one who had alSo lost at leAsT OnE Bio identiTY anD lIved agaIn with yEt anoTHer Bio iDentity crEated by maChIne. _WHAT if, Like Harry, I Can harm a Toaster afTEr all?_ sTrAngelY enOugh, he LiKed The idEa
 might call it bravery. Wi nston woul d dis app ear  l ongbefo re he became a liab ility to Makr—or so he  thou gh t . He wa sn'tthe onl y  o n e  wh oth oug ht th at.
"Ho w can H arry Bolls  de st roy a Cybers tr eet cleane r w hen he is pr ogr ammedwi tha n adv anc ed in hibito r  again st damagi ng any Cy b er? Hes h ou ldn' t be able to thro w  h i s alarm clock,  let a lo n ev a por ize  a Cyber." 
"As y o u know, Ma s t e r,s ome Bios canbe very emo t ion al," t he  ne w  chief  pros ec u tor  volunteere d. " Sometimes  whent he adre n aline t akes o ver , i t ma k es  f orir r ati o na l,u npr edictabl ebe havio r. Y o u k now,  'b rain  says  one thing, h ear t sa y s a nothe r.' H e ac ts  on h is fee lings .He is one of th esemore irra tio na l B io s, ye t  stran gel y e nough h e holds anun u s u al  place in PerSoc." 
W i ns ton wasn 't sur e  o fh is partin  th is b a t tle f or s y mb iosis; b ut heh ad  n o choic ebut to  s upp ort  theS tate . Andthe Stat e—wel l , that was rea l ly Makr, wasn ' ti t ?Thelog ic trail fo r aB io i n th i swas easyto fo ll o w. Winston's washed br ai n told  himthat Cyber we re respons i b l e for Ma n'ss af e ty. That Cyber  were  Man's car e takers w as si mple and  true; al s o  that it  wa s p rep ost e r ou s to war agai n s t wh at  keepsyou  thrivi ngand  al ive .He didn't  like th is  w ar  b eca use n o  one lik es  wa rs . H e cou l dn't t ake s ides ,bu t  he  couldn ' th e lp f ee li ng s ome th ing f or h i s o wn kind . Like Ha rry ,  tho ug h,  he was  unable to ha rm  a cyberse rv er;  and i t would ha ve been easier for himt o killa B io. B ut t hen Harry  ha d dest roy e d a cy bert!A min or  cl e a ner c y b er t t obe sure, b u t  th e act  w as d efinite ly an anomaly—an a n oma ly representi nghope . Th atd id not  c o mpu t e —even for Winst on Salem.
L o gi cal and ra t ion al , Makrregarde d the war asa slightannoyance ,a de l a y._Delete th em,_ hecomputed. _They ' re  only  Bi os. En dofproce ss._
W ins ton d idn'tkn ow eve ryone  h ad a pla n—all the big boys andgirlsinvol ved , especia lly his  own self -pro claimed ma ste r o f the  wo r ld. A s fo r  h ims e lf: I f th e  master l e thim l iv e, he'd hav e t o c hoose  as ide—aloya lty. The years of brainwashing h ad t a k ena t o ll o nthis man, onewho  h a d  also lo st  at least o ne Bio i de n tityand li ved ag ain wit h ye t  anoth er B ioidentitycre at e d by ma ch in e . _Wha t if ,like H arry,I  can h arm a toaster af ter a l l ?_ St r ang ely e no ugh, he like d the idea 
 might_call it_bravery. Winston would disappear_long before_he_became a_liability_to Makr—or so_he thought. He_wasn't the only one_who thought that.

"How_can_Harry Bolls destroy a Cyber street cleaner when he is programmed with an advanced_inhibitor_against damaging_any_Cyber?_He shouldn't be able to_throw his alarm clock, let_alone vaporize_a Cyber."

"As you know, Master, some Bios can_be_very emotional," the_new chief prosecutor volunteered. "Sometimes when the adrenaline takes_over, it makes for irrational, unpredictable_behavior. You know,_'brain_says_one thing, heart says_another.' He acts on his feelings._He is one of these more_irrational Bios, yet strangely enough he holds_an unusual place in PerSoc."

Winston wasn't_sure of his part in_this battle_for symbiosis; but he had_no choice but_to support_the State. And_the State—well, that was really Makr,_wasn't it?

The logic_trail for a Bio in this_was_easy to follow._Winston's_washed_brain told_him that Cyber_were_responsible for_Man's_safety. That Cyber were Man's caretakers_was_simple and true; also that it was_preposterous to war against_what_keeps you thriving and_alive. He didn't like this_war because no one likes wars._He couldn't_take sides,_but he couldn't help feeling something for his own kind. Like_Harry, though, he was unable to_harm a cyberserver; and_it would_have_been easier for_him_to kill_a Bio. But then Harry had destroyed_a cybert!_A minor cleaner cybert to be_sure, but the act_was_definitely an anomaly—an anomaly representing hope._That did not compute—even for Winston_Salem.

Logical and rational, Makr regarded_the_war_as a slight annoyance, a_delay. _Delete them,_ he computed. _They're_only Bios. End_of process._

Winston didn't know everyone had a_plan—all_the big boys and girls involved,_especially_his own self-proclaimed master of the_world._As_for himself: If the master_let him live, he'd have to_choose a side—a loyalty. The years of brainwashing had_taken a toll_on this man, one who_had_also_lost at least one Bio identity and lived again with_yet another_Bio identity created_by machine. _What if, like Harry, I can harm a_toaster after all?_ Strangely enough, he liked_the idea