"Hollywood Stars" is a blend of reality and fiction. The real parts are: the "species," Homo sapiens and all the others, the years, which mark our simplified concept of the passage of time, and the "mathematical product" of the species and the years. The result of this mathematical product is what things will look like if our goals and aspirations remain what they are today.Some of you will be turned off after you read the word 'mathematical' in this concise but brief description of what awaits inside.But you don't have to be. The book is only 0.00000001 per cent math.Though it should be pointed out that it is no accident that mathematics have been made almost impossible to understand. Few Homo sapiens aspire to know anything about mathematics. Nevertheless, owning one or more television sets and one or more automobiles top the list of Homo sapiens' priorities.The fictional parts of the story are: Kill-Oil #1, the Wild Whispering Winds, the "Spaghettini al dente," Uncle Charles, and the He/She/It Bible.
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