"FWLS65" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

"What is the secret?"

Filbert laughed. "Hey, Whacker Cracker buddy, if I KNEW I'd
tell you. But I ain't gonna know until you know me. You read up
my autobiography, I'll give you the third degree later and then
we'll talk immortality."

"Okay," I said, returning to the text. Man, Filbert rocked
in his days. He was kinda like me; metalhead without a cause,
so-so in school, but he had this thing for the Frankenstein deal.
Livin' it up socially wherever he could.

"Why'd you go biotech?" I asked.

"I don't know," Filbert said. "You tell me. You know more
about me than I do."

"Yeah, but you're still YOU. You react the same. You think
you'd like biotech?"

"Probably. Sounds like fun. You get to gut people and
rearrange them and augment. I could see myself doing that, at
least to pass the time."

"Pulls in the money too, right?"

"I didn't value money," Filbert said. "I didn't even value
my work. I just did what I did. Read on, okay? I can only
answer so much, and the rest is right there."

"Hey, just asking a simple question."

"I know. Wish I could help more."

"What's it like?" I asked. "You know... being an undead
recording."

"It's like being an undead recording," Filbert said. "You
know, I really gotta thank myself for not letting me go into the
philosophy behind being a mental duplication. I'd go nuts if I
had to comprehend what I was. I am what I am and that's all that
I am. I'm Filbert the doctor man."

"Was."

"Whatever," Filbert said. "Hey, you want to hear a cool bit
of philosophy? It's embedded deep into my personality, so I can
access it fine. It's semi-relevant."

"Shoot."