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Port IPort I

July 19, in the Year
of our Lord 2229

Chapter 1

PHILIP

In the soft summer evening, Senator Richard Boland paced the den of our
Washington compound. "That's not just my view, Nick. The puters sayЧ"

Stretched comfortably on the couch, Father stirred. "Let the puters tell us what
water is available. How to use it is our problem." He brooded. "SecGen Kahn's,
these days."

I glanced up at Mom, worried the discussion would upset Path. Absently, she
stroked my neck, I leaned back against the leg of the settee. If she wasn't
alarmed, I need not be.

"In technical matters the SecGen relies on his staff," said Mr. Boland, "Kahn's
no engineer. I'm sure Philip could absorb the data as well as he."

"And faster," said Mom loyally. Across the room, Mr. Tenere, Dad's aide and
friend, nodded agreement.

I wondered if I should look into it. Even at twelve, there were few math and
engineering problems I couldn't tackle,

"The real issue is whether the new towers will be occupied beforeЧ"

Path said, "No, it's that you let puters decide matters that should be in human
hands,"

Senator Boland gave wiy with grace. "You set us a better example in your
Administration,"

Mom shot him a warning look, She hated to see Path reminded of the no-confidence
vote that had ended his tenure as U,N, Secretary-General five years before.

Adam Tenere smiled easily. "It did make for some long meetings, sir,"

Path grunted, "I suppose it comes from my Naval back-pound: you don't trust the
machinery, Reeheck everything."

None of the adults spoke, so I jumped in, "But you were proven right. When you
were Captain of Hibernia, the day they were about to Fuse with the wrong
coordinatesЧ"

"Oh, that was just luck." But Path's eyes didn't leave me, and I basked in the