"Van lives on Internet time. He’s thirty years old and he’s got students who are in the FBI." The Dot-Commie abandoned his telescope and turned his pale face to the zenith. "Well, I’m glad we hashed that issue out, at least. It’s a load off my mind. My God, Tom, just look at all those stars. They’ve got colors. Look at that detail. You never see that near a city anymore. Nowhere in this world."