The Eschaton debacle — "It’s an uneasy moment: a dispute…"
It’s an uneasy moment: a dispute such as this would never occur in the real God’s real world, since the truth would be manifest in the actual size of the actual wienie roast in the actual Karachi. But God here is played by Otis P. Lord, and Lord is number-crunching so fiendishly at the cart’s Yushityu, trying to confirm the verisimilitude of the peace terms AMNAT and SOVWAR are hashing out, that he can’t even pretend to have seen where REDCHI’s strike against INDPAK landed w/ respect to Karachi’s T-shirt—which is admittedly kind of mashed and woppsed up, though this could be primarily from breezes and feet—and in his lapse of omniscience cannot see how he’s supposed to allocate the relevant INDDIR- and SUFDDIR-points.
Context
The disputed lob at Karachi, minutes before the snow crisis. In the territory, truth is self-evident ("the actual size of the actual wienie roast in the actual Karachi"); on a map, truth needs a witness, and the map's God has just suffered a lapse of omniscience. The first crack in the representational compact — the game's epistemology shown to hang on one overworked kid's attention.