<off topic>Shelia,
re:<<Anyone remember the television program where:>>
What you've described sounds very much like Douglas Adams' The Restaurant at the End of the Universe in the Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy Trilogy. The 'ark' vessels that were to transport the population to the new planet were:
the 'A' ship for all the brilliant leaders, scientists, artists and achievers;
the 'C' ship for the people who did the actual work, who made things and did things;
and the 'B' ship for everyone else, among them the hairdressers and telephone sanitizers.
"And they made sure they sent you lot off first, did they?" inquired Arthur.
"Oh yes," said the Captain, "well everyone said, very nicely I thought, that it was very important for morale to feel that they would be arriving on a planet where they could be sure of a good haircut and where the phones were clean."
(As far as I know, sending off the politicians and managers in the 'B' ship is your own agenda.<g>)
In addition, the ship was programmed to crash when it reached the new planet.
"Er, yes," said the Captain, "yes, it's all part of the plan, I think. There was a terribly good reason for it which I can't quite remember at the moment. It was something to do with...er..."
Ford exploded.
"You're a load of useless bloody loonies!" he shouted.
"Ah yes, that was it," beamed the Captain, "that was the reason."
(Hmmm, who does this put me in mind of?) Anyway, I suppose we all have our own favorite candidates for the 'B' ship.
Best,
John |
