"Allen Steele - Orbital Decay" - читать интересную книгу автора (Steele Allen)

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If, if, if . . . if you gotta nuk'la bomb and we put it in the
basement of the school, huh? An' we called Miz McDaniels an' said, you
better stop Jeff and Mike and the other third grade guys from beating
us up and we getta watch TV during arithmetic, or we . . .

The three men began to howl. When Bob switched the comlink back to the
Fort Meade channel they could hear the reciprocal laughter from the men
in Virginia. "Big Dog, that call originated in Jackson, Tennessee. Do
you want a fix?"

Ah, that's a negatory, Weatherman. I don't think we have a threat to
national security there.

"We copy, Big Dog." Bob paused, studying his display. Dave checked
his own screen and saw that three more possibles were being registered
by the system. "The Ear's picked up three more bogies," John said.

"Do you want us to monitor?"

Negative, Weatherman, we can analyze them here. Big Dog calls his
chowtime good eating and our compliments to the chef. Ah, Surfer Joe
is ready to hang three in a few weeks. "Surfer Joe" was the code name
for the Vandenberg AFB launch site, the point from the which the next
cluster of SIGINT satellites would be boosted into polar orbit. Erase
data and terminate link. See you, Big Dog out.

"Weatherman out, Big Dog," Bob said.

"Woof woof," John murmured, and typed a sequence of commands which both
erased the key display and wiped the onetime program from the
computer.

As Dave shut down his keyboard and wiped the program Fort Meade had
sent up, he glanced at the recorder he had just shut off. On that tape
were two conversations: one between a pair of irate but not necessarily
harmful Californians, the other between two kids somewhere in
Tennessee. Private phone calls, which the NSA had monitored, recorded,
and determined their points of origin. The guys in San
Diego--especially Robert P. Rose, who had off handedly mentioned
shooting the President--were about to come under investigation by the
Agency....

For saying things they thought had been said in the privacy of their