经典科幻文学:《银河系漫游指南》第5章 Part 1

Chapter 5
Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz was not a pleasant sight, even for other Vogons. His highly domed nose rose high above a small piggy forehead. He was the way he was because billions of years ago when the Vogons had first crawled out of the sluggish primeval seas of Vogsphere, and had lain panting and heaving on the planet's virgin shores... when the first rays of the bright young Vogsol sun had shone across them that morning, it was as if the forces of evolution ad simply given up on them there and then, had turned aside in disgust and written them off as an ugly and unfortunate mistake. They never evolved again; they should never have survived.
The fact that they did is some kind of tribute to the thick-willed slug-brained stubbornness of these creatures. Evolution? they said to themselves, Who needs it?, and what nature refused to do for them they simply did without until such time as they were able to rectify the grosser anatomical inconveniences with surgery.
Meanwhile, the natural forces on the planet Vogsphere had been working overtime to make up for their earlier blunder. They brought forth scintillating jewelled scuttling crabs, which the Vogons ate, smashing their shells with iron mallets; tall aspiring trees with breathtaking slenderness and colour which the Vogons cut down and burned the crab meat with; elegant gazelle-like creatures with silken coats and dewy eyes which the Vogons would catch and sit on. They were no use as transport because their backs would snap instantly, but the Vogons sat on them anyway.
Thus the planet Vogsphere whiled away the unhappy millennia until the Vogons suddenly discovered the principles of interstellar travel. Within a few short Vog years every last Vogon had migrated to the Megabrantis cluster, the political hub of the Galaxy and now formed the immensely powerful backbone of the Galactic Civil Service. They have attempted to acquire learning, they have attempted to acquire style and social grace, but in most respects the modern Vogon is little different from his primitive forebears. Every year they import twenty-seven thousand scintillating jewelled scuttling crabs from their native planet and while away a happy drunken night smashing them to bits with iron mallets.
Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz was a fairly typical Vogon in that he was thoroughly vile. Also, he did not like hitch hikers.
Somewhere in a small dark cabin buried deep in the intestines of Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz's flagship, a small match flared nervously. The owner of the match was not a Vogon, but he knew all about them and was right to be nervous. His name was Ford Prefect Ford.

第五章
沃贡·杰尔兹长得并不讨人喜欢，即使是对其他沃贡人来说也是这样。他那醒目的半球形鼻子翘得老高，远远超过了他那很小一块像猪仔一样的前额。他之所以成为今天这副模样，完全是因为几十亿年以前，沃贞人第一次缓慢地爬上沃贡星球的原始海洋，喘着气，在这颗星球慢慢站立起来……就在那个早晨，年轻而明亮的沃贡太阳的第一缕阳光照在他们身上，但似乎进化的力量就在此时此地抛弃了他们，这些力量厌恶地扭头而去，把他们作为丑陋和不幸的错误一笔勾销。从此他们就再也没有进化过：他们本来不该生存下来。
这样的事实在某种程度上却恰好激发了这些生物倔强的意志。进化？他们对自己说，谁需要这玩意儿？自然拒绝赋予他们的东西，他们反而通过更短的时间做到了——他们已经可以通过外科手术修补所有解剖学上的不合理结构。
同时，沃贡星球上自然的力量也开始加班工作，以弥补早期犯下的大错。它们创造出了泛着宝石光泽的螃蟹，沃贡人可以用铁锥砸碎蟹壳，得到食物：高耸挺拔的树木，修长而艳丽，沃贡人可以砍来烧熟蟹肉；还有优雅的像瞪羚—样的生物，有着丝绸般的皮毛和水汪汪的眼睛，沃贡人可以捉来当椅子——因为它们的脊背很容易突然折断，所以不能用作交通工具，但沃贡人还是可以坐在上面的。
就这样，沃贡星球打发掉了那些不愉快的千万年，直到突然有一天沃贡人发现了星际航行的原理。于是，在短短几个沃贡年的时间内，沃贡人就移民到了大布兰特斯星团，银河系的政治中心，直到今天早已搭建起了银河系行政部门强有力的中枢骨架。他们试图获得学问，试图获得优雅的风格，但实际上，在大部分方面，现代沃贡人和他们的原始祖先之间并没有太大的区别。每年，他们都会从自己的母亲星球进口27000只泛着宝石光泽的螃蟹，在一个烂醉的狂欢之夜用铁锥砸碎它们。
因为他的粗鄙，沃贡·杰尔兹可以说是一个相当典型的沃贡人。另外，他讨厌星际漫游者。
在沃贡·杰尔兹的旗舰上，一间黑暗的房间内，一根火柴燃了起来。这根火柴的主人并不是一个沃贡人，但他知道他们的一切，而且现在感到很紧张。他的名字叫做福特·普里弗克特。