Brand New 3 

      Rinny was out of a job and sorting through the agency lists. They did 

everything but examine your glands and sign you for job training at, "New 

Introductory Free Start to a New Career", which you had to try unless you knew how 

to bypass their programs. What you had to do was query "lost my job data" to get a 

list of job locations and contact numbers and then play it by ear. He found two 

convenient locations and it was easy to guess what their line of work was by their 

titles. "New Rama Personality Specialists" was perfect. He could just about 

smell their hot vulture breath and see the blood trickling down their chins. He was 

one of them. He was home, like a wolf echoing a blood-curdling howl, he 

answered. 

"Rinny Bader, tracking specialist, Lost my job data" They'd find him fast enough. 

"Takes one to know one", he thought quietly and lit a smik. 

     At the same time that Rinny was click clacking away, looking for a job, a parallel 

search engine, launched over 90 years ago, refired its generators and broadcast a

a message which anyone with half a mind could understand as "is there anyone 

else out there that can read this message?" This came from the RCA camera that 

NASA left on the Moon to record the Apollo 17 Lunar Module with Cernan and 

Schmidt aboard as it took off to return to earth.