The Year of the Jackpot — Robert A. Heinlein

Ask a lemming! Ask (dl the lemmings, dead and alive let them take a vote on it! Breen tossed his notebook aside and called Meade, “Is this my favorite statistic?

“Potty! I was thinking about you.

“Naturally. This is your night off.

“Yes, but another reason, too. Potiphar, have you ever taken a look at the Great Pyramid?

“I haven’t even been to Niagara Falls. I’m looking for a rich woman, so I can travel.

“Yes, yes, I’ll let you know when I get my first million, but —

“That’s the first time you’ve proposed to me this week.

“Shut up. Have you ever looked into the prophecies they found inside the pyramid?

“Hub? Look, Meade, that’s in the same class with astrology strictly for squirrels. Grow up.

“Yes, of course. But Potty, I thought you were interested in anything odd. This is odd.

“Oh. Sorry. If it’s ‘silly season’ stuff, let’s see it.

“All right. Am I cooking for you tonight?

“It’s Wednesday, isn’t it?

“How soon?

He glanced at his watch. “Pick you up in eleven minutes.

He felt his whiskers. “No, twelve and a half.

“I’ll be ready. Mrs. Megeath says that these regular dates mean that you are going to marry me.

“Pay no attention to her. She’s just a statistic. And I’m a wild datum.

“Oh, well, I’ve got two hundred and forty-seven dollars toward that million. ‘Bye!

Meade’s prize was the usual Rosicrucian come-on, elaborately printed, and including a photograph (retouched, he was sure) of the much disputed line on the corridor wall which was alleged to prophesy, by its various discontinuities, the entire future. This one had an unusual time scale but the major events were all marked on it the fall of Rome, the Norman Invasion, the Discovery of America, Napoleon, the World Wars

What made it interesting was that it suddenly stopped now

“What about it. Potty?

“I guess the stonecutter got tired. Or got fired. Or they got a new head priest with new ideas.” He tucked it into his desk. “Thanks. I’ll think about how to list it.” But he got it out again, applied dividers and a magnifying glass. “It says here,” he announced, “that the end comes late in August unless that’s a fly speck.

“Morning or afternoon? I have to know how to dress.

“Shoes will be worn. All God’s chilluns got shoes.” He put it away

She was quiet for a moment, then said, “Potty, isn’t it about time to jump?

“Hub? Girl, don’t let that thing affect you! That’s ‘silly season’ stuff.

“Yes. But take a look at your chart.

Nevertheless he took the next afternoon off, spent it in the reference room of the main library, confirmed his opinion of soothsayers. Nostradamus was pretentiously silly, Mother Shippey was worse. In any of them you could find what you looked for

He did find one item in Nostradamus that he liked: “The Oriental shall come forth from his seat…he shall pass through the sky, through the waters and the snow, and he shall strike each one with his weapon.

That sounded like what the Department of Defense expected the commies to try to do to the Western Allies

But it was also a description of every invasion that had come out of the “heartland” in the memory of mankind

Nuts

When he got home he found himself taking down his father’s Bible and turning to Revelations. He could not find anything that he could understand but he got fascinated by the recurring use of precise numbers. Presently he thumbed through the Book at random; his eye lit on: “Boast not thy self of tomorrow; for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.” He put the Book away, feeling humbled but not cheered

The rains started the next morning. The Master Plumbers elected Miss Star Morning “Miss Sanitary Engineering” on the same day that the morticians designated her as “The Body I would Like Best to Prepare,” and her option was dropped by Fragrant Features. Congress voted $1.37 to compensate Thomas Jefferson Meeks for losses incurred while an emergency postman for the Christmas rush of i936> approved the appointment of five lieutenant generals and one ambassador and adjourned in eight minutes. The fire extinguishers in a midwest orphanage turned out to be filled with air. The chancellor of the leading football in stitution sponsored a fund to send peace messages and vitamins to the Politburo. The stock market slumped nineteen points and the tickers ran two hours late. Wichita, Kansas, remained flooded while Phoenix, Arizona, cut off drinking water to areas outside city limits. And Potiphar Breen found that he had left his raincoat at Meade Barstow’s rooming house

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