Bobby Fischer arrived in a submarine to avoid the press. The rules were explicit: a cadaver dog can move in an L shape and jump over other pieces or pawns. In the future there would be no concept of the future, but for now young families waited in long, unmoving lines to get into The World of Tomorrow. Those weren’t the shrieks of colorful jungle birds, were they? The rural postmaster put back up old FBI wanted posters. It helps me to concentrate, she said, when I feel like I got knives in my eyes.