Section 94 is attempting the unachieveable
There was no answer from Jean Luc and Vernon realised that his friend was hurt or deeply embarrassed.
“Sorry Jean Luc, he’s a bright boy and any mess is my own doing. Shall I meet you there tomorrow or call for you?”
“Sorry Jean Luc… shall I meet you there tomorrow or call for you?”
“Better meet me there Vernon” Jean Luc finally managed to say quietly, Ari has bought a smart outfit. She’s been told TV cameras will be there so I’ll have to arrive in a manner suited to attract their attention. Sorry I didn’t get chance to demonstrate it to you first; It’ll all work out in the end, these things always do.”
Vernon ended the call and realised that he was still sitting in the flower bed. He got to his feet creakily and went into the house. What was he going to do if it didn’t work, if it fed out spurious lies or incendiary racism? What was he going to do if it gave the same interpretation to every piece of data? What was he going to do if it did work? He shuddered and shook his head bitterly at that false friend. It wouldn’t work… the Nonsense Filter couldn’t filter out nonsense anymore that he could master underwater hang-gliding. If the cameras were there he’d better decide what to wear.