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Reading Science Fiction in English _ A Question of Identity by Frank Riley
This book is a science fiction novel by Frank Riley published in 1958. Frank Riley was a 20th-century American science fiction writer whose real name was Frank Rhylick. He was active mainly in the 1950s and 1960s, and left behind notable works such as "The Cybernetic Brains" (1962). In 1955, he won the Hugo Award for the short story "They'd Rather Be Right" co-written with Mark Clifton. Riley's works mainly tended to explore the impact of scientific and technological advancements on society and human psychology. In addition to his work as a writer, he also worked as a journalist, and is considered to have made an important contribution to the development of the science fiction genre in the mid-20th century.

Summary
What is a Man?... A paradox indeed?the world's finest minds gathered to defend a punk killer....

Every pair of eyes in the hushed courtroom watched Jake Emspak walk slowly toward the prospective juror.
Around the Earth, and above it, too, from South Africa and Franz Joseph Land to the satellite stations adrift through the black morning, two hundred million pairs of eyes focussed on the gaunt figure that moved so deliberately across the television screen.
In the glass-fronted TV booth, where the 80-year-old Edward R. Murrow had created something of a stir by his unexpected appearance a few moments earlier, newsmen stopped talking to let the viewers see and hear for themselves what was happening.

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Contents
A Question of Identity