people, all over the world who have basements full of
books, the complete first print run of three thousand
copies, less the twenty copies they gave to friends, who
never read them and less a further hundred copies that
were sent to potential distributors, of which not one
responded. (Well in actual fact one did, but he was
trying to sell you something, right!)
Unfortunately not one of these contenders put in a
program of sufficient length about distribution,
financing, marketing, P.R., advertising, rights sales, or
what to do once the product is actually in existence. The
biocomputer thinks it's accomplished the goal. With a
goal like' Get. the book in print or get the product
manufactured.' What does the biocomputer do? It
immediately goes into? Yes! You've got it! MISSION
ACCOMPLISHED MODE. It will stay there with its
dark glasses on, solar beanie, stupid grin on its face, as it
watches you sit on a pile of three thousand books or five
thousand board games or seven thousand posters or
twenty thousand tooth brushes or fifteen thousand clips
that you've just collected from the plastic injection
moulding factory. The biocomputer will sit on its heinie
sipping strawberry Daiquiris, with one of those stupid
little umbrella things, laughing its head off, feeling ever
so pleased with itself, actually congratulating itself that
it accomplished your goal for you in record time. (Look
back on it. Once you decided that you wanted those
books printed or those widgets manufactured it didn't
take long to get them, did it? Despite the fact that you
didn't have the money in the first place!) The
biocomputer will stay in MISSION ACCOMPLISHED
MODE until you give the magic command, NEXT
GOAL!
Once you program into the biocomputer that you
need distribution, finance, P.R" agents, advertising and
a whole range of other things that you will need for