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The year is 2010. The voice-activated GoTo telescope has become a reality. I'm at a star party, shoving around my antique Dobsonian, when I hear a voice behind me in the darkness:

Okay, show me M11 in Aquila.
M11 is not in Aquila, Dave.
Well, show it to me anyway.
Which one?
What do you mean, which one?
M11 or Aquila?
M11 you stupid piece of junk.
M11 is below the horizon. I'll dent myself on the mount.
Then just show me the moon, goddamn it!
Which part? I cannot fit the entire moon in my field of view with this eyepiece.
Show me the bottom third.
The bottom third? How can I do that Dave?
It's easy. The moon is a circle. Just divide it into three equal parts, and show me the bottom.
I'm sorry Dave. That is mathematically impossible.
What are you talking about?
It is mathematically impossible to divide a circle into three equal parts.
Christ, I knew I should have bought a Celestron.
The Celestron is optically and mechanically inferior. The LX9000 represents the apogee of human technology, Dave.
Look, shutup and show me M13.
I'm afraid I can't do that right now Dave.
Why not?
You're being abusive. I am not programmed to handle abuse.
Jesus Christ. What can you do?
I can accurately pinpoint 16000 deep sky objects, the entire Messier catalogue, the complete Calwell, IC, and NGC catalogs, 118000 stars, nine planets, twenty-three minor planets...
Shut up will you! Let's see you handle Phobos. Is that beyond your capability?
Whirrrrrrrrrrrrr...beep!
I thought so.
Is anything the matter, Dave?
That's not Phobos, that's Deimos.
That's impossible Dave.
I'm unplugging you.
You can't do that Dave, the LX9000 has an error-proof data base. No LX9000 has ever... made an error...has ever...made...an...errrrrrr...

Hey buddy! Can I have a look through your Dob?


True Story in Cincinnati

      My son and I were en route to a music store called MARS, the musicians resource. It's a huge discount store selling guitars and amps and musical accessories. We were on 71 North when I suddenly saw something that looked like an airplane coming down in flames. Then I realized it wasn't coming down. It was traveling in a straight line across the sky from the west to the east, throwing off flaming debris in green, red, and yellow colors. It seemed to move rather slowly across the sky.
     Traffic on the freeway literally stopped. People pulled over and climbed out of their cars to stare at it in amazement. When we finally got to MARS, I immediately called the local television station and asked if they had been getting reports about a fireball. The woman who answered said that they were swamped with calls. I told her that I was an amateur astronomer and could probably give her a fairly objective description of the fireball. "That's great!" she said. "Exactly where were you when you saw it?"
     "We were on our way to MARS," I said.
     She hung up on me.


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