Thursday, 28 January 2016
A colonel tells her:
"'Good Christ, woman!...We have to do this; we don't have to like it!'" (Drakas!, p. 132)
They have to do it?
A neat story focusing not on military action but mainly on heated exchanges when it is disclosed that the Powers That Be have reduced the bounty for each left ear (proof of killing) from one hundred to sixty aurics.
The Draka lady's response is:
"'The hell you say, lardbelly!...The hell you say.'" (p. 134)
An irregular is even less ladylike:
"'No fucking way I let you Draka bastards cheat me!...No fucking way.'" (p. 137)
However, the moral of the story is that economic realism wins the day. This is quite a good story, although I do not fully understand the joke at the end.