The Ethical Engineer

That mores is strictly a matter of local custom cannot be denied. But that ethics is pure opinion also...? Maybe there are times for murder, and theft and slavery Show Excerpt is hands at the controls were the browned talons of some bird. A hard finger pressed the switch that actuated the jump control, and he turned away from the board to face Jason. "I see you are awake. It was a mild drug. I did not enjoy using it, but it was the safest way." When he talked his jaw opened and shut with the seriousness of a bank vault. The deep-set and cold blue eyes stared fixedly from under dark brows. Jason stared back just as steadily and chuckled. "I suppose you didn\'t enjoy using the maser-projector either, nor threatening to cook holes in me. For a cop you seem to be very tender hearted." "I did it only to save your friends. I did not want them to get hurt." "Get hurt!" Jason roared with laughter. "Space-cop, don\'t you have any idea what Pyrrans are like, or what kind of a setup you were walking into? Don\'t you realize that I saved your life--though I really don\'t know why. Call me a natural humanitarian. You may have a swollen head and a ready trigger-fin