PUG IN THE PARK
Futures and Beyond + PUG
"It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. It was only two years ago, but here stood the man with the suit and the face, thirty ghosts at his rear, for that is the ratio by which the dead outnumber the living.
Like a high prison wall, he froze, stood so tall. Then he, The Star Child, waited; marshalling his thoughts and brooding over his still untested powers. For though he was master of the world, he was not quite sure what to do next. But he would think of something.
Accidents, crimes, natural and man-made disasters, threats of conflict; all mimsy were the borogoves, and the mome raths outgrabe. Yet the man wondered if this was altogether a bad thing; the newspapers of Utopia, he had long ago decided, would be terribly dull."
- Carroll, Clarke, Kemp, Orwell. (Sort of)