conversations.from: human
conversations.value: a plot for a book about Frank, Crisis, Nellie entitled The Crisis
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conversations.value: The Crisis (1913 film): Nellie Owen is happily married to fisherman John, with whom she has a child, until a philanderer, Frank, convinces her that her husband is unfaithful.\nShe runs away to the city with Frank, where she assists him extracting money from the rich in society, but after a while is consumed by guilt and wants to return home.\nAfter an argument with Frank, she arrives in time to help nurse her sick child through a serious illness, and is reunited with her forgiving husband.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: the first five paragraphs for the book
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: The Crisis
  If this went well the feint force would land in a second assault, taking the port area of Ashaara City to handle the relief supplies Dan had requested in a message for COMJTF's signature. Once the airfield and the port were in his hands, Ahearn would fly in to meet with the ambassador and discuss what remained of the government and whether it could help distribute food aid.
  Dan felt uneasy. The plan depended on rapid movement and no interference from any Ashaaran force. The LCACs were fast, but if the lift fans got damaged there was no way to tow them; they'd have to be repaired where they sat down, left under guard, or blown in place. Once they debarked vehicles—tanks, light armor, amphibious assault vehicles, fuel and ammo trucks—he wasn't sure what speed of advance to expect over unimproved roads.
  But the big question was how they'd be received. They were trying to take over a whole country with two thousand marines and limited combat support. Even if the Ashaarans cooperated, the JTF would be stretched thin. If they fought, things could turn ugly indeed.
  Dan got up as Ahearn lifted a little finger, all that remained on the right hand. Ahearn had lost the rest at Hue City to a 106 recoilless. He wore a heavy gold ring with the palm tree of The Citadel on his left hand. "General?"
  The Ashaaran air force had one fighter ground attack squadron and one counterinsurgency squadron. Dan massaged a tension headache. "We keep pulsing the AWACs and surveillance people, but there's no sign of activity, either from the aircraft or that SA-7 battery at the airfield."
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: five more paragraphs
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conversations.value: THE penalty is death," he says. The man before him in his tent was caught naked with a young boy. The boy's been punished with two hundred lashes. The man doesn't weep or protest. He simply nods.
  Ghedi understands. Each man has to die. No point making a fuss over it. He touches the knot in his jaw that seems to grow larger each day. Sometimes he can't think. His vision blurs. The pain's so intense he must pray himself from minute to minute, until God in His mercy makes it ebb.
  Ghedi looks at the man in the Arab-style robes in the corner. Their chubby visitor wears his beard without a mustache. After a moment he nods.
  Ghedi hovers his fingers above his jaw, not touching it. Then rises and lifts the flap of his tent. Looks out.
  In the months since it was set up the refugee camp's sprawled over the countryside. From a hundred acres of salt-grass flats it's exploded west across the foothills and down the Southern Road nearly to the coast. From here the Old City and the cranes the Americans have installed are visible fifteen miles away across the mud plain where the river flowed before the drought.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: the last four paragraphs
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Which left human beings with... what? The conclusion that, since no result could be guaranteed, no effort should be undertaken?
  No. Turning away would be a greater evil. When starvation and war threatened, those who could had to act. Or abandon any pretense of humanity.
  To act at all was to accept that the outcome would be mixed. Proceed with caution and faith, doing the best they could, without selfishness and without fear—that was all mortal men could do.
  Shading his eyes, he saw they were passing the sea buoy. Shoals to starboard, between them and the coast. Shoals to port, between the channel and Jazirat Shâkir. Shoals all around, and to guide them, only the marks human judgment had anchored here and there amid the boundless sea.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Swap the first and the last sentence.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Shoals all around, and to guide them, only the marks human judgment had anchored here and there amid the boundless sea... what? The conclusion that, since no result could be guaranteed, no effort should be undertaken?
  No. Turning away would be a greater evil. When starvation and war threatened, those who could had to act. Or abandon any pretense of humanity.
  To act at all was to accept that the outcome would be mixed. Proceed with caution and faith, doing the best they could, without selfishness and without fear—that was all mortal men could do.
  Shading his eyes, he saw they were passing the sea buoy. Shoals to starboard, between them and the coast. Shoals to port, between the channel and Jazirat Shâkir.Which left human beings with.