She gave me a disgusted look. "What do you think? To relieve the
manpower shortage, naturally. There's more work than there are men.
Now if the Major could just get hold of a couple of prosthetics, like
this thing here, why, he could put them in the big installations. This
one used to be an engineer or something, Vern said."
"Well ... _like_ an engineer."
* * * * *
Amy shrugged. "So why couldn't we connect him up with the power
station? It's been done. The Major knows that--he was in the Pentagon
when they switched all the aircraft warning net over from computer to
prosthetic control. So why couldn't we do the same thing with our
power station and release forty men for other assignments? This thing
could work day, night, Sundays--what's the difference when you're just
a brain in a sardine can?"
Clatter-rattle-_bang_.