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Deep Thought

Deep Thought

There are obviously many problems that life presents us, some of the best known are represented by questions such as " because we men are born? Why do we die? Why spend so much of the time granted us to bring digital watches? "
Many, many millions of years ago a race of beings, and hyper-intelligent pan-dimensional (whose appearance in their own pan-dimensional universe was not different from ours) they had their pockets full so that the continuous quarrel about the meaning of life continues to interrupt their favorite pastime, who decided to sit down to resolve once and for all their problems.
ended up building a huge super computer so amazingly intelligent that even before its databases were linked, had already begun to say " I think, therefore I am ", was then passed to infer the existence of the pudding rice and income taxes, until someone finally was able to turn it off. It was as big as a city. Its main console was installed in an office designed by executive purpose, and was mounted on an enormous executive desk, a desk of mahogany covered with finest ultra-ultra's luxurious red leather. The carpet was quite magnificent; around the room did show off pots of exotic plants and engravings representing the main purposes of computer programmers and their families. Solemn windows overlooked the public square surrounded by trees. It was called Deep Thought. A
's largest computer Gargantucervello Billion Maximegalon, which can count all the atoms of a star in a millisecond (an abacus, described him as Deep Thought); analyst's Largest Thinker Star Googlepex, in the Seventh Galaxy Light and Ingenuity, who can calculate the trajectory of each particle of dust for the duration of dust storms in Dangrabad Beta, which extend for five weeks (Deep Thought, which covered the vectors of the atoms of the Big Bang, is the little things from pocket calculators), a more diabolical dialectic of the Great Neutron Wrangler Iberbolico Onni-12 analogue of Cicero, also called the Magic and Indefatigable (the Great Neutron Wrangler Iberbolico Onni-Analog may by dint of speaking to lose its legs in a giant ass of Arturo, but Deep Thought would persuade him to walk, after); Grinder's Largest Titanic Perspicutron-Multicorticoide more acute Meditomatic ...

The day of great activity and the two programmers Lunkwill Fook presented him with the task for which it was designed: to give the answer to the Great Question of Life, the Universe and Everything. This task had been opposed by the amalgamation of Philosophers, Sages, Luminaries and Other Thinking People who claim that the machine was turned off immediately: "The machines must only be diconto ... "was their argument" is instead a ... we deal with the eternal truths! Under the law, the search for ultimate truth is clearly the inalienable prerogative of the operators of thought. You do not want any fucking car you find the answers and leave us without work, eh? I mean, what is it that we are up late into the night discussing the possibility of the existence of a god, then if this machine is capable of here without the slightest effort to give you the morning after the bloody details of God person? "This argument was to fall as soon as he made this profound thought to launch a program like that would create a huge force for advertising in the entire field of philosophy in general. All would have made their theories on the possible response, and the philosophers themselves could exploit to their advantage within a bazillion of the media. "As long as you continue to pecking each other and throw each other insults from the pages of newspapers with high readership and as long as you have skilled staff, you can groove without making a shit all my life ... "remarked the Computer" ... In fact, we should reflect on, and I will take a little 'time to process the response. "
" How long? "asked Fook.
" Seven and a half million years. "said Deep Thought.

(Seven and a half million years later ...)

The day was beautiful: the sun was shining, a slight cool breeze blew through the trees, and the impression that all buildings were buzzing probably derived from the fact that all the streets around the square were full of people happy and excited.
A voice caught the attention of all.
" O ye who wait in the shadow of Deep Thought! Ladies and descendants of the largest and most truly interested Pandit ... The time for waiting is over! Seven and a half million years our race has waited for this big day, the Day of Hope and enlightenment! Giorno.della The Answer! No more we'll wake up in the morning thinking, "Who am I? What is my purpose in life? From the cosmic point of view really does not matter if I get to go to work? ". We will not have these problems because now we finally once for all the clear, simple answer to all the annoying questions about Life, the Universe and Everything! "
Loonquawl Phouchg and programmers were assigned to receive the answer to the fundamental question about Life the Universe and Everything.
- Good morning - said Deep Thought.
- Um ... Hello or deep thinking - said Loonquawl - You ... Er, that is .... -
- an answer for you? - said Deep Thought solemn - Yes I have it. - The two men shivered. The long wait was therefore not been in vain. - Is there really an answer? - Phoughg whispered.
- Is there really an answer. - confirmed Deep Thought.
- All About? To the great Question of Life the Universe and Everything? -
- Yes -
- And you're ready to give us the answer? -
- Yes -
- Now? -
- Now - said Deep Thought - even if I do not think you'll like -
- does not matter! We need to know how! Now! -
- Now? - said Deep Thought.
- Yes! Now! -
- Okay - said the computer, and was silent. The tension was unbearable.
- There really like - said Deep Thought, after a moment.
- tell us! -
- Okay - said Deep Thought - The answer to the Great Question ... -
- Yes? -
- ... Life, the Universe and Everything ... - said Deep Thought.
- Yes? -
- is ... - said Deep Thought, and made a break.
- Yes? -
- is ... -
- Yes? -
- Forty - said Deep Thought, with infinite calm and sollen.

was a long time before anyone spoke.
dell'occhioPhouchg the corner down in the street saw the sea adi faces anxious wait.
- It was a hard task - Deep Thought said quietly.
- Forty? - Shouted Loonquawl - That's all you have to say after seven and a half million years' work? -
- I checked with great thoroughness - said the computer - and this is the truly definitive answer. I think if I have to be frank, that the problem lies in the fact that you never quite knew what was the question. -
- But it was the Great Question, the Great Question of Life, the Universe and Everything - Loonquawl shouted.
- Yes - said Deep Thought, with a tone of voice that bear fools lightly - but what was, ultimately, this question? -
- Well, I mean, the question ... is simply ... More ... More ... - Phouchg said, prostrate.
- Exactly! This requires that you choose in the midst of all, what's really the question, just so you know what the answer means -
- And okay, okay. You can then simply tell us what is the question whose answer is Forty? -
- the fundamental question? -
- Yes -
Thought Deep thought for a moment. - difficult - he said.
- But you can do? - Loonquawl cried.
Thought Deep thought for another long moment.
Finally he said, dry - No. But I can tell you there who can do it. - - Who? Tell us. -
- I speak of none other than the computer that will come after me. A simple computer whose operational parameters I am not even worthy to calculate, and yet a computer that I'll design for you. A computer can calculate the fundamental answer to the Question of Life, the Universe and Everything, a computer of such infinite and refined complexity that organic life itself will be part of its operational matrix. And you, you take on new forms in person and get the computer to manage its program, a program that will last ten million years! Yes, this computer will design for you! And you will give him a name. It will be called ... Earth. -
- What a silly name - Phouchg said.

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