“Pilgrim’s Progress Effect. In the Massachusetts Colony of…what was it!—seventeenth-century Old Earth, every decent family had to have a copy in the household. But, my heavens, no one had to read it. It was the same with Hitler’s Mein Kampf or Stukatsky’s Visions in the Eye of a Decapitated Child.” “Who was Hitler?” I said. Tyrena smiled slightly. “An Old Earth politician who did some writing. Mein Kampf is still in print…Transline renews the copyright every hundred and thirty-eight years.”
