
I think I first saw this cover reproduced around twenty years ago in a book called something like The Science in Science Fiction, which pointed out the most amusing detail in it: the slide rule, once as essential an accessory for technogeeks as a pocket protector or a ham radio license, but totally replaced by the pocket calculator and the microcomputer. Yet it never occurred to most sf writers that computers would be miniaturized. Even the Noble Engineer Heinlein, famed for his technological prophecies, had his far-future starship crews swearing by their trusty slipsticks. The obsolescence of the slide rule clenched in his teeth like a cutlass makes Freas' space pirate even campier.