Most hogy rájöttem hogy milyen egyszerűen lehet ezt megcsinálni, lehet hogy éjjel-nappal Terry Pratchettet fogok megosztani, meg aztán más könyveket.

Ezt azért mert annyira igen:

His name was Amschat B’hal Zoon. He lived on the raft with his three wives and three children. He was a Liar. What always annoyed the enemies of the Zoon tribe was not simply their honesty, which was infuriatingly absolute, but their total directness of approach. The Zoons had never heard about a euphemism, and wouldn’t understand what to do with it if they had one, except that they would certainly have called it “a nice way of saying something nasty.” Their rigid adherence to the truth was apparently not enjoined on them by a god, as is usually the case, but appeared to have a genetic base. The average Zoon could no more tell a lie than breathe underwater and, in fact, the very concept was enough to upset them considerably; telling a Lie meant no less than totally altering the universe. This was something of a drawback to a trading race and so, over the millennia, the elders of the Zoon studied this strange power that everyone else had in such abundance and decided that they should possess it too. Young men who showed faint signs of having such a talent were encouraged, on special ceremonial occasions, to bend the Truth ever further on a competitive basis. The first recorded Zoon proto-lie was: “Actually my grandfather is quite tall,” but eventually they got the hang of it and the office of tribal Liar was instituted. It must be understood that while the majority of Zoon cannot lie they have great respect for any Zoon who can say that the world is other than it is, and the Liar holds a position of considerable eminence. He represents his tribe in all his dealings with the outside world, which the average Zoon long ago gave up trying to understand. Zoon tribes are very proud of their Liars. Other races get very annoyed about all this. They feel that the Zoon ought to have adopted more suitable titles, like “diplomat” or “public relations officer.” They feel they are poking fun at the whole thing.

 

Ez csak jópofa:

The barges stopped at some of the towns. By tradition only the men went ashore, and only Amschat, wearing his ceremonial Lying hat, spoke to non-Zoons. Esk usually went with him. He tried hinting that she should obey the unwritten rules of Zoon life and stay afloat, but a hint was to Esk what a mosquito bite was to the average rhino because she was already learning that if you ignore the rules people will, half the time, quietly rewrite them so that they don’t apply to you.

Ja igen a Limitless-t befejeztem, és hát máshogy realisztikus mint a film és máshogy nem eléggé realisztikus. Az érthető hogy a filmben már nem kis fehér tabletta hanem ilyen menő kristályszerű, mert az ugye jobban néz ki, meg a könyven nincs olyan átható kék szeme a pasinak, de ezek nem zavartak egyáltalán, csak azért írtam ide hogy az is tudjon valamit olvasni aki nem szeretné megtudni hogy miről szól a könyv és ezért a következő részt nem olvassa el. Mert mért okozná egy okosdrog hogy öltönyökben kezdj járni és salátát egyél (az még oké hogy elveszi az étvágyat mellékhatásként mint a stimulánsok pl. de miért saláta). Másrészt viszont ha valaki annyira okos lesz hogy mindent megjegyez és minden részletet észrevesz (bár ez a könyvben tény hogy nincs annyira kidomborítva) akkor hogy nem veszi észre hogy hónapok óta követik. Viszont az tényleg valószínűbb hogy annyira azért a drogtól sem lesz okos hogy az egész világot kicselezze. Szóval a könyv sötétebb, és bár elismerem hogy jó a végén mégis szomorú és dühös is vagyok az íróra.

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