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Underground eXperts United
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[ The Infinite Wisdom Chip ] [ By The GNN ]
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"THE INFINITE WISDOM CHIP"
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by THE GNN/DualCrew-Shining/uXu
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"If a chip can feed your brain, you will probably
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never have to go to school."
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(The Chief)
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William broke the silence: he threw the tea cup into the wall. The crash
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woke me up from my thoughts.
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"William, please..." said Carl.
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"I can't stand it! I can't stand it!" said the little man, whom I did
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not recognize. Before, he had been William, the calm and quiet little
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mathematics professor. Now, he was someone else, it seemed.
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William rose from his chair as if he was about the leave our little
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five-men tea party. He behaved very strangely. I tried to figure out if he
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showed a sign of some form of psychological distress. But my knowledge gave
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me no answer. It surprised me.
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"This..." William began, "is not...", he continued, "... human!" he
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concluded. "This is insane!"
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No one replied. Everyone tried to figure out what was wrong. But their
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knowledge gave them no answers either. We all felt very confused.
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"I don't have an answer to why William behaves the way he does..." Carl,
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the stocky engineer, said.
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"Me neither", I said.
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"Not a clue", sighed John (the thin economist).
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"Pitch dark up here", mumbled Larry (the unemployed philosopher).
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William began to scream. I felt depressed. This is not what I had
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expected from the evening. Instead of a nice little chat with a few friends,
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I now saw one of them scream in agony while tea and sugar slowly made its way
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down the wall-paper. If I only knew why!
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"Gosh," said Carl.
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"Strange," said John.
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"Insane!" screamed William.
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I wondered if I were to call the police. My knowledge gave me no answer
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to that question either. What was wrong? I scratched my head, as if that
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would help me out; similar to banging your fist on the television box when
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the picture disappears.
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"It's all wrong!" yelled William, as if he had heard my thoughts.
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Carl raised a finger.
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"Ah, you mean..."
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Carl pointed at his head.
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"...this?"
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"What else?" William screamed, even louder than before.
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"This... thing! We cannot talk about anything! We cannot discuss anything!
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Everything there is to know, we know. Everything there is to talk about, we
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cannot discuss! Because we already know the goddamn answer!"
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I began to laugh. Then I said: "Surely, as we all know, knowledge is
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something intrinsically (Larry nodded his head when I used that word) good
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and therefore..."
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"... therefore we should be glad we know everything there is to
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know? Ha ha ha. Very funny. Idiot!"
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William jumped up on the table. With strange eyes and a vicious smile, he
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looked down at us. Now I began to feel really scared.
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"I'm going to terminate my account," he said calmly.
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"Don't be a fool," said John.
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"You can't be serious," said Carl.
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Larry rose from his chair. "Okay," he said, "If you want to do it, well,
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do it then. It's up to you."
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He turned to us. "Okay?"
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I nodded. If William wanted to remove his chip, it was his decision. We
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had no right to stop him. That was a fact. But I was also pretty curious.
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How would someone act who had no access to the infinite wisdom data bank?
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The answer came sooner than I thought.
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I heard the click, and I saw the chip fall to the floor. When I looked
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up, I did not really see my friend William stand there any more. I saw
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something that was more of an ape in a suit, who scratched himself in the
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head and growled inaudible sentences. When William ran away through the door,
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stumbling over his own knuckles, it became obvious to us all that, with the
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infinite wisdom chip attached to our minds, the choice was to have it all -
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or nothing.
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/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
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uXu will never participate in any childish hunt for #400.
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Get that. Then dig this: ETEXT.ARCHIVE.UMICH.EDU /pub/Zines/UXU
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