G. C. Edmondson

Summary

G. C. Edmondson,  A pound of prevention (1958)

“ If food is so lousy the flies won't touch it, then humans have no business eating it."
"What's the food got to do with it?" Hagstrom asked.
"Quiet!" van den Burg hissed.
"—got by all right on Earth where there was plenty of reinfection, but when you sealed us in this can without a bug in a million miles—" Aréchaga's voice continued.
"If food can't rot it can't digest either. Irradiate it—burn the last bit of life out of it—and then give us a whopping dose of antibiotics until there isn't one bug in our alimentary tracts from one end to the other.
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Source: Gutenberg

G. C. Edmondson,  A pound of prevention (1958)

“ Hagstrom laughed suddenly. "You aren't going to con me into eating pickled fire bombs for four months."
"If I lived on prune soup and codfish balls I'd make no cracks about Mexican food," Aréchaga grunted. "You squareheads don't appreciate good cooking."
"You won't get any good cooking in zero gravity," the general said. They got up and filed out the door, putting on their caps and military manners.
Outside, trucks clustered at the base of a giant gantry. Aréchaga shuddered as a fork lift dropped a pallet of bagged meat on the gantry platform.
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Source: Gutenberg

G. C. Edmondson,  A pound of prevention (1958)

“ He ate a banana and wondered guiltily if his salsa had anything to do with it. He decided it didn't. The other crews had died the same way without any non-sterile food aboard. He floated back into the pantry and stared at the mounds of provisions until the mugginess drove him out.
Three more days passed. Hagstrom and van den Burg grew steadily weaker. Aréchaga waited expectantly but his own appetite didn't fail. He advanced dozens of weird hypotheses—racial immunity, mutations. Even to his non-medical mind the theories were fantastic. Why should a mestizo take zero grav better than a European?
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Source: Gutenberg

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