What I want for chrismas is: Scooter samantha, million dollars, miniphone, make up, bracelet, pajama with bears on it, Gooze, cotton candy maker, nail set, cappucino set, ration set, new groovy shoes, teaset, jewelry set, P. S. I love you

Not only does the baby have a jewel then, or some handsome gift, but his ama (nurse) is remembered with a bright gold doubloon (sixteen dollars).

It should instead have been saved as a reserve force, a fleet in being, as long as possible, and then committed in a Riskflotte operation at a key juncture, striking a decisive blow even if it involved its sacrifice.

[…] the compassionate pangs I felt for soon-to-be redundant workers were not overwhelming in their frequency; our job required a degree of commitment that left one with rather limited time for such distractions.