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"
Nor
of
mine
,
"
snapped
the
man
in
front
of
me
,
with
rather
too
much
emphasis
.
"
I
choose
it
merely
as
an
example
.
There
are
things
,
desires
,
in
all
of
us
that
are
better
suppressed
.
Or
at
least
,
that
cannot
be
expressed
in
a
civilised
context
.
"
"
I
’
d
hardly
counterpose
civilisation
with
spilling
semen
.
"
"
You
come
from
another
place
,
"
said
Bancroft
broodingly
.
"
A
brash
,
young
colonial
culture
.
You
can
have
no
concept
of
how
the
centuries
of
tradition
have
moulded
us
here
on
earth
.
The
young
of
spirit
,
the
adventurous
,
all
left
on
the
ships
in
droves
.
They
were
encouraged
to
leave
.
Those
who
stayed
were
the
stolid
,
the
obedient
,
the
limited
.
I
watched
it
happen
,
and
at
the
time
I
was
glad
,
because
it
made
carving
out
an
empire
so
much
easier
.
Now
,
I
wonder
if
it
was
worth
the
price
we
paid
.
Culture
fell
in
on
itself
,
grappled
after
norms
to
live
by
,
settled
for
the
old
and
familiar
.
Rigid
morality
,
rigid
law
.
The
UN
declarations
fossilised
into
global
conformity
,
there
was
a
—
"
he
gestured
"
—
a
sort
of
supracultural
straitjacket
,
and
with
an
inherent
fear
of
what
might
be
borne
from
the
colonies
,
the
Protectorate
arose
while
the
ships
were
still
in
flight
.
When
the
first
of
them
made
planetfall
,
their
stored
peoples
woke
into
a
prepared
tyranny
.
"
"
You
talk
as
if
you
stood
outside
it
.
With
this
much
vision
,
you
still
can
’
t
fight
your
way
free
?
"
Bancroft
smiled
thinly
.
"
Culture
is
like
a
smog
.
To
live
within
it
,
you
must
breathe
some
of
it
in
and
,
inevitably
,
be
contaminated
.
And
in
any
case
,
what
does
free
mean
in
this
context
?
Free
to
spill
semen
on
my
wife
’
s
face
and
breasts
?
Free
to
have
her
masturbate
in
front
of
me
,
to
share
the
use
of
her
flesh
with
other
men
and
women
.
Two
hundred
and
fifty
years
is
a
long
time
,
Mr
.
Kovacs
,
time
enough
for
a
very
long
list
of
dirty
,
degrading
fantasies
to
infest
the
mind
and
titillate
the
hormones
of
each
fresh
sleeve
you
wear
.
While
all
the
time
your
finer
feelings
grow
purer
and
more
rarified
.
Do
you
have
any
concept
of
what
happens
to
emotional
bonds
over
such
a
period
?
"
I
opened
my
mouth
,
but
he
held
up
his
hand
for
silence
and
I
let
him
have
it
.
It
’
s
not
every
day
you
get
to
hear
the
outpourings
of
a
centuries
-
old
soul
and
Bancroft
was
in
full
flow
.
"
No
,
"
he
answered
his
own
question
.
"
How
could
you
?
Just
as
your
culture
is
too
shallow
to
appreciate
what
it
is
to
live
on
Earth
,
your
life
experience
cannot
possibly
encompass
what
it
is
to
love
the
same
person
for
two
hundred
and
fifty
years
.
In
the
end
,
if
you
endure
,
if
you
beat
the
traps
of
boredom
and
complacency
,
in
the
end
what
you
are
left
with
is
not
love
.
It
is
almost
veneration
.
How
then
to
match
that
respect
,
that
veneration
with
the
sordid
desires
of
whatever
flesh
you
are
wearing
at
the
time
?
I
tell
you
,
you
cannot
.
"
"
So
instead
you
vent
yourself
on
prostitutes
?
"
