Excerpt: ...to the locker. He did not so much lie down upon that as fall upon it and instantly become asleep. There, hours after, sprawling undignified and sleeping profoundly, Kurt found him, a very image of the democratic mind confronted with the problems of a time too complex for its apprehension. His face was pale and indifferent, his mouth ...Read MoreExcerpt: ...to the locker. He did not so much lie down upon that as fall upon it and instantly become asleep. There, hours after, sprawling undignified and sleeping profoundly, Kurt found him, a very image of the democratic mind confronted with the problems of a time too complex for its apprehension. His face was pale and indifferent, his mouth wide open, and he snored. He snored disagreeably. Kurt regarded him for a moment with a mild distaste. Then he kicked his ankle. "Wake up," he said to Smallways' stare, "and lie down decent." Bert sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Any more fightin' yet?" he asked. "No," said Kurt, and sat down, a tired man. "Gott!" he cried presently, rubbing his hands over his face, "but I'd like a cold bath! I've been looking for stray bullet holes in the air-chambers all night until now." He yawned. "I must sleep. You'd better clear out, Smallways. I can't stand you here this morning. You're so infernally ugly and useless. Have you had your rations? No! Well, go in and get 'em, and don't come back. Stick in the gallery." 5 So Bert, slightly refreshed by coffee and sleep, resumed his helpless co-operation in the War in the Air. He went down into the little gallery as the lieutenant had directed, and clung to the rail at the extreme end beyond the look-out man, trying to seem as inconspicuous and harmless a fragment of life as possible. A wind was rising rather strongly from the south-east. It obliged the Vaterland to come about in that direction, and made her roll a great deal as she went to and fro over Manhattan Island. Away in the north-west clouds gathered. The throb-throb of her slow screw working against the breeze was much more perceptible than when she was going full speed ahead; and the friction of the wind against the underside of the gas-chamber drove a series of shallow ripples along it and made a faint flapping sound like, but fainter than, the beating of ripples under the stem of a boat. She was stationed over the temporary...Read Less
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Bert blunders into the first wave of attack in the first war in the air and goes through an exiting and imaginative series of adventures. But it is much more than inviting entertainment. The most impressive is Wells' insight into the future. The story was published in 1908 but what it tells comes very close to our present world... You can force a country on its knees with a large airforce, but what to do after that? We know that all too well, reading about the wars in Iraq and Afganistan in our newpapers every day: trouble starts. And we have to deal with that somehow. Wells already knew before the first world war, before the first bomb ever came tumbling out from the sky.
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