"Martin H. Greenberg & Mark Tier - Visions of Liberty" - читать интересную книгу автора (Greenberg Martin H)

"Ah, but mob rule—thoughtless mob punishment without proper evidence—is an entirely different thing.
It wouldn't have popular support. Further, it would bring every management on Llayless down on it. We
simply couldn't permit that. Punishment of the mob would be official, immediate, and severe."

He got to his feet. "I'm pleased to be able to introduce you to the way the law works on a world without
government—a lawless world. I'm sorry you can't stay longer. We are very strong on law but
unfortunately weak in amenities, and I apologize for that."

He nodded politely. Dantler, feeling himself dismissed, left. He had reached the street before he
remembered that he had failed to serve on Pummery the notice of his intention to recommend an
immediate change in Llayless's status.

He took the paper from his pocket, hesitated, and then tore it into very small pieces. The pieces
dropped almost at his feet, and he kicked at them as he walked away.




The Right's Tough
by Robert J. Sawyer


"The funny thing about this place," said Hauptmann, pointing at the White House as he and Chin walked
west on the Mall, "is that the food is actually good."

"What's funny about that?" asked Chin.

"Well, it's a tourist attraction, right? A historic site. People come from all over the world to see where the
American government was headquartered, back when therewere governments. The guys who own it
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now could serve absolute crap, charge exorbitant prices, and the place would still be packed. But the
food really is great. Besides, tomorrow the crowds will arrive; we might as well eat here while we can."

Chin nodded. "All right," he said. "Let's give it a try."
***

The room Hauptmann and Chin were seated in had been the State Dining Room. Its oak-paneled walls
sported framed portraits of all sixty-one men and seven women who had served as presidents before the
office had been abolished.

"What do you suppose they'll be like?" asked Chin, after they'd placed their orders.

"Who?" said Hauptmann.

"The spacers. The astronauts."