In a message dated 3/10/2006 5:34:09 PM US Mountain Standard Time,  
[EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:

I know  that I'm just begging for "To get to Galaxy Four" kind of 
answers, but I'm  at the Jijo appendix of the GURPS Uplift book, and 
while I can recall the  other sooners' reasons for going into hiding,
the Hoons' reason escapes  me.  I'm not really inclined to pore 
over some 1,000 pages to figure  it out when I can instead indulge 
that most excellent of Deadly Sins,  Sloth, and ask you guys instead!   :)

Jim



There is no exact answer, only the legend of realizing that they have  
felling for a lost childhood.
 
An undergrount movement of romanticists?
 
A hoonish SCA?
 
I did suggest to Dr. Brin the following story idea as to the very first  
spark that set the movement off:
 
The Hoon are a very practical race, and in being very practical, husband  and 
wife have their two allotted children one right after another for the  
efficiency of getting the job done in the soonest possible time. Lest 
disturbing  to 
normal business practices, and the two siblings can probably learn  
simultaneously from the same educational instructors.
 
But there are always exceptions. An ambasadorial duty for the male combined  
with an illness for the female to result in a rarity of the daughter having a  
baby brother s full twelve years younger than she was.
 
Then the mother dies and the daughter winds up having to take care of her  
brother.
 
Which she discovers..........to enjoy.
 
She rarely spends time with teens her own age, gets poor marks in her  
schooling, and actually starts to take up some of the mannerisms of a child 
that  
are normally discarded along with a hoon's first spine.
 
The father becomes concerned.
 
Father to daughter: Why can't you behave more like an adult? You're messing  
with your future.
 
Daughter to father: Why can't you behave more like a child? You're missing  
out on life.
 
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Merely an urbane legend until the good Dr. Brin says it is so.
 
 
 
William  Taylor
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Good words on page I do forebare
Not  pulled out from my derriere.
Blest be the man who says, "writes well"
And  curst be he who makes me spell.
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