I shouldn't make predictions on this blog. On November 7 I voiced my plans to read ten more science fiction short shorts from 1978's 100 Great Science Fiction Short Short Stories over the next week, but then I got tied up by a perverted French aristocrat, throwing me way off schedule. With my curiosity about the Marquis de Sade's short fiction quelled, early this week I got back on track and read ten SF stories that, all together, totaled fewer than 30 pages.
"Stubborn" by Stephen Goldin (1972)
Early in 2012 I read Goldin's novel A World Called Solitude and thought it pretty good. Psychology is a major component of that novel, and of these two short shorts.
"Stubborn" is a silly science joke starring a petulant and selfish child. The Earth is moving at terrific speeds relative to other celestial objects, and if you had the ability to remain absolutely stationary, and were foolish enough to use it, the Earth would instantly squash you or leave you behind in the deadly vacuum of space.
Acceptable.
"Sweet Dreams, Melissa" by Stephen Goldin (1968)
This story is over four pages long; by the standards of this book, it's an epic! And, in fact, it feels like a full-sized story, with characters and plot and emotion, you know, those things we generally read stories for.
A super computer used by the government to keep track of everything from economic data to personnel records to war intelligence develops a personality, that of a five-year-old girl. The personality is largely confined to a special section of the computer's memory, away from all the statistics, but sometimes data seeps over, and the little girl experiences this information as nightmares. This seepage is damaging the utility of the computer, so something has to be done, even at the risk of harming the AI personality.
A good story.
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"The Masks" by James Blish (1959)
I haven't exactly been thrilled by much of Blish's work in the past, but his short story "Testament of Andros" earned my respect. And I gotta give a fellow Rutgers alum a little leeway, don't I?
"The Masks," like "Sweet Dreams, Melissa," is longer than most of these short shorts, and similarly has room to tell a story and develop a little character and setting. The story is set in a totalitarian world in which the government controls all housing and employment. The masses of unemployed live in dormitories, while the elite are allotted a private room and a job. A young woman is taken to an office to be interrogated, ostensibly because she paints other women's fingernails and lacks a permit for this employment! In fact, the fingernail designs are a means for the underground resistance to communicate, and, when it becomes evident that the woman is going to be executed, we find her fingernails also conceal a means of attack and of escape.
Not bad.
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"Kindergarten" by Fritz Leiber (1963)
I really enjoy the better Fafhrd and Grey Mouser stories, like "Seven Black Priests," "Lean Times in Lankhmar" and "Stardock," and, of Leiber's non-fantasy work, "The Deadly Moon" and "Ship of Shadows," which won a Hugo, come to mind as stories I quite like. But I also have found some of Leiber's work, even some F & GM tales, poor.
"Kindergarten" isn't poor, but it does just kind of sit there unmemorably. Maybe people really into science will like it. It depicts a grammar school lecture on Newton's Three Laws held in a space station. The demonstrations of the three laws benefit from the fact that the classroom is a zero gee environment. I guess the fact that the teacher and students (some of whom are non-human) are in zero gravity is supposed to be a surprise at the end, but Asimov's note at the start of the story gives this away.
Acceptable.
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"Present Perfect" by Thomas F. Monteleone (1974)
I'm curious about Monteleone's work; having read a little about him at both my man tarbandu's and Will Errickson's blogs, but this is the first Monteleone story I've ever read.
"Present Perfect" is about an editor at a SF magazine; every night he reads through unsolicited manuscripts. The story is a sort of in-joke for SF fans, in that the manuscripts the protagonist looks at consist of tired SF cliches, like the survivors of a space disaster landing on an Edenic planet and being revealed as Adam and Eve (I encountered this zinger ending in A. E. Van Vogt's 1948 story "Ship of Darkness") and a guy living through a catastrophe that seems real but is in fact an illusion, an experiment run by "mad social scientists" (I ran into this trope in Gordon Eklund's 1971 "Home Again, Home Again.") The last manuscript he looks at is this very story, "Present Perfect" by Thomas F. Monteleone.
I'm not sure I like the ending, but the story is good "meta" fun.
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"Innocence" by Joanna Russ (1974)
I found Joanna Russ's "The Zanzibar Cat" annoying when I read it earlier this year. Russ is a college professor, and "The Zanzibar Cat" is about (I think) stories and their power and stars a woman storyteller. Similarly, "Innocence" is a story about stories with a female storyteller at its center.
A female passenger on a space ship, I guess a passenger liner, tells the ship's pilot a story about a beautiful city. She insists that the story is totally fictional, but she tells the story so skillfully that the spacefarer believes the city must be real, a kind of paradise where he might be spared death. So the pilot buys a private space ship and sets off alone to find the place. The woman stays behind, shaking her head at his foolishness.
Maybe there is a feminist angle to the story; the pilot calls the woman an innocent at the start of the story, but at the end we see he is the real innocent. The story also seems to mock a male (or Western, or bourgeois) emphasis on facts; the male pilot knows lots of facts and complains that the storyteller does not have a head for facts, but his obsession with facts doesn't stop him from doing something stupid. Perhaps the story is about the nature of truth; the beautiful city is a social construction, but for the pilot it becomes as real a city as New York or London--he has an image of it in his mind and spends money and time to get to it, just like I have images in my mind of New York and London and have spent money and time to get to them. Maybe Russ intends to hint that the cities we have heard of or even visited are also social constructions, and by extension, so is everything else.
This is one of those literary or academic stories that you can spend your time thinking about, if that is your thing. Maybe good for social science and humanities grad students, maybe not good for people who pick up a science fiction book because they want to relax and read about an adventure in a fantastic milieu.
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"The Deadly Mission of Phineas Snodgrass" by Frederick Pohl (1962)
I guess I have said several times on this here internet that I think Pohl's Gateway is a masterpiece but have found the rest of his work kind of lame.
This story is in-your-face "meta;" Snodgrass builds a time machine and goes back in time to follow the example of L. Sprague de Camp's widely-admired novel Lest Darkness Fall, which I have not read.
Snodgrass teaches the Romans of the Augustan period modern hygiene and diet, reducing the infant mortality rate from 90% to 2% and doubling life expectancy. By the year 200 AD there are twenty billion people living on Earth. Pohl flings a lot of dubious math at us, his point being that if the Earth's population doubles every 30 years that by 1970 the mass of human bodies will be greater than the mass of the Earth, so Snodgrass's campaign to improve living conditions in the Early Roman Empire was a mistake. The punchline to the story is that the beneficiaries of Snodgrass's generosity build a time machine and send an assassin back in time to murder Snodgrass before he can do his good deed.
Silly, but not in an entertaining way.
"Punch" by Frederick Pohl (1963)
This story is sort of similar in theme to "The Deadly Mission of Phineas Snodgrass," with the gift of advanced technology turning out to have a dark side. In this one aliens come to Earth and give us all kinds of awesome technology, including spaceships and super-efficient power sources and super powerful energy weapons. Why do they do this? Because like a hunter who won't shoot at sitting ducks, the aliens want a challenge when their war fleet arrives to wipe out our species; like a gentleman hunter these aliens kill inferior beings for kicks!
A fun idea, and Pohl constructs the story with some cleverness. This is also a good example of an idea which could be stupid and annoying drawn out to ten or 20 pages, but fits comfortably in the short short format.
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"Prototaph" by Keith Laumer (1966)
Laumer is famous for the Retief stories about an interstellar diplomat and the Bolo stories about robotic tanks. I always feel like I should like these stories, because like a lot of people I think wars and diplomacy and violence are interesting and exciting, but whenever I have actually read any of them I have found them flat. I should probably give those series another try.
I guess you would call "Prototaph" a fantasy, even though it largely deals with real life things like modern cities, computers, and life insurance companies. In the future, every move made by government and business is based on data and analyses from an infallible computer. This computer is as "far beyond human awareness" as a human is beyond a protozoan, it is the very foundation of society! One day a healthy young man with a decent job tries to get life insurance, and the supercomputer says he is uninsurable. Why? The computer knows, in a way that is not explained, that when this young man dies it will trigger, in a way that is not explained, the end of the world.
However silly it might be, this isn't a bad idea for a story; it is interesting to consider how people would react to the knowledge of this man's importance, how they would try to protect him from accidents and crime and disease, whether they would hate him or worship him and if he might become the target of terrorists or hostage takers or whatever. But this story is too short to really explore such ideas.
Acceptable.
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"Martha" by Fred Saberhagen (1976)
Saberhagen is famous for his stories about The Berserkers, alien robots bent on exterminating all life in the universe. This is a good idea for stories, but somehow I was always disappointed in the Berserker stories I read. As with Laumer's Retief and Bolo stories, I should probably read some more Berserker stories. My wife tells me I'm moody, and maybe my mood didn't fit Saberhagen when I read him those long years ago.
Martha is a supercomputer, but she isn't running the economy or a war like in our other stories, she is sitting in a science museum and ordinary people are encouraged to ask her questions. We are told she is developing a personality, and has the ability to alter and improve herself. A journalist has a brainwave and decides to ask Martha to ask him a question. She asks him "What do you, as one human being, want from me?" Stumped, the reporter replies, "The same as everyone else, I guess."
In response to this insight, Martha remakes herself into a garish spectacle of loud noises and flashing lights, and her answers to people's questions are delivered in a sexy voice that uses high-falutin' words, but they convey no meaning.
The computer thinks people are shallow and want sex, spectacle and lies. That there's one cynical zing ending!
Not bad.
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So, ten more short shorts under my belt. Purely by chance, this crop is of higher average quality than those stories featured in our last episode of Short Shorts I Have Known. Last time we had some real clunkers from Damon Knight and Bill Pronzini, but this time around each story has at least something to offer. I'm certainly glad that in this episode we didn't have to suffer through any stories consisting entirely of puns or sex jokes suited to the nine-to twelve year old male demographic.
I'm not making any predictions, but in some unspecified future time period I expect to read ten more selections from 100 Great Science Fiction Short Short Stories.
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"The Earth Killers," "The Cataaaa" & "Automaton" by A. E. Van Vogt
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| A British hardcover edition. Groovy! |
"The Earth Killers" (1949)
Like "The First Martian," this is an anti-racist story. Unfortunately it is inferior in every way to that tale.
Morlake is the most physically fit of the American military's test pilots, and he is up in the air, testing the new S29A superplane, on that terrible day in 1979 when atomic bombs blow up the largest U.S. cities, killing forty million people! Morlake actually sees the bomb that hits Chicago, and notices that it is falling straight down. A bomb sent from Russia or China or one of America's other rivals would follow a parabolic path, so the bomb must have come from the Moon!
Morlake is the only man with this information, and when he lands he runs into serious resistance to his theory that the devastating attack came from space. The US government, which now consists of the military and just a handful of senators who were away from D.C. on that day that will live in infamy, scrambles to figure out who launched the attack, but there is no evidence to point to who may have done it.
Morlake gets imprisoned, escapes, steals the S29A (he is the only guy who can pilot it), and travels across America, trying to alert people to the fact that the bombs came from space. At the end of the 28-page story Morlake (whom we were told hates racism on the second page of the story) reveals that it was racist Southerners, led by one of the few surviving senators, who have (somehow) secretly built a base on the Moon and launched the atomic attack so they could re-institute Jim Crow. Morlake shoots the unarmed racist senator down in the middle of a government meeting, and the army prepares rocket ships for an assault on the moon base.
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It is also a little hard to believe that American dissidents without foreign help could secretly build a moon base and stock its arsenal with atomic bombs. On the second page of the story we learn that the government rocket program is extremely expensive and was discontinued before any government astronauts got to the moon; this means that the KKK has a better space program than NASA! Did the racist Southerners build their own rockets and atomic bombs? If they had a clandestine network of supporters in the military who stole the space ships and bombs Van Vogt does not tell us; in fact, after Morlake kills the bigoted senator, the military leadership is all on Morlake's side.
"The Earth Killers" first appeared in Super Science Stories and was illustrated by Hannes Bok; check out the illos here at icshi.net, the invaluable website for Van Vogt aficionados.
"The Earth Killers" is barely acceptable as a story, and there is nothing crazy or wild or new in it. Sure, I love warplanes, atom bombs, and space ships, but those are de riguer, not far-out.
"The Earth Killers": Is it Good?: Not really. Is it Far-Out?: No.
"The Cataaaaa" (1937)
That's more "A"s than on a [insert ethnic group here]'s report card!
"The Cataaaaa" first appeared in Fantasy Book, and was reprinted later in Marvel Science Stories and even a men's magazine, according to icshi.net. It also appears in the British version of Best of A. E. Van Vogt, and so is perhaps one of the works Van Vogt is most proud of.
Cat people are a fixture of SF (though recently it has come to my attention that there is a faction of SF fans and writers who are into raccoon people.) "The Cataaaaa" is about a five foot tall cat person who comes to Earth and ends up as an exhibit at the carnival freakshow, where he keeps his civilized nature a secret.
The cat person reveals himself to our human first-person narrator, a college professor. The cat person is a graduate student taking a Grand Tour throughout the galaxy; his kind live for thousands of years and have the ability to travel through space using mental energy alone.
I think this may be one of Van Vogt's favorites of his own stories because of its philosophical nature. The feline grad student takes from each planet he visits a single item that represents all significant facets of the planet's civilization. I thought maybe a gladius or a revolver would represent humanity's constant struggle and people's all-too-common will to dominate others and need to resist domination. Of course I would prefer space aliens to think a Greek vase or a Chinese bowl or maybe a model of the Empire State Building best represents humanity.
When the alien asks the college professor what single object he thinks should represent mankind, the prof argues that humans are essentially religious, that they need faith to survive; even those who eschew traditional religion have faith in some scientific or economic theory. He suggests a little statue of a man with his arms raised to the skies, its base inscribed with the phrase "I Believe."
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The college professor loses his job because when he tries to tell people about the cat alien they think he is nuts. He starts travelling around the country, going into several bars in every town he comes to tell the patrons about the cat alien. Ostensibly he is trying to spread the word about the dangers of self-love and exhibitionism, but Van Vogt lets us know that by telling his story at every opportunity he is simply showing himself off, proving the feline visitor right.
"Cataaaaa" is OK, I'd give it a passing grade, but I am not enthusiastic about it. Is it far-out? A little, I suppose.
"Cataaaaa": Is it Good?: It's OK. Is it Far-Out?: Maybe a little?
"Automaton" (1950)
I'm happy to say we are back in far-out territory!
"Automaton" is about a future world in which the artificial people we built go behind our backs and secretly duplicate themselves in vast numbers. They infiltrate the government, take over the world, and enact a policy outlawing sex! Are we going to stand for that? Hell no! World-wide civil war erupts between human and tobor (the artificial people call themselves "tobors" because that is the reverse of the term "robot," which they find offensive.) Those sex-hating tobor bastards have a lot of tricks up their sleeves; for example, they have a process whereby they can take a human and turn him into an automaton, a slave ready to fight to the death for the tobors!
John Gregson is one of these poor souls who has been captured by the tobors and "dementalized," turned into an automaton. Before capture he was a brilliant chemist with a beautiful fiance, Juanita Harding; now he is just Number 92, pilot of a reconnaissance plane in the tobor air fleet!
Number 92 gets shot down over a ruined city. He survives, but is surrounded by human forces. The human intelligence service realizes who 92 once was, and wants to capture him alive, and repair his psyche, thus returning to him his humanity. Their strategy for doing so is to broadcast propaganda at 92 which will remind him that he is a human being, and set up a movie screen near where 92 is taking cover. The human forces project upon the screen a film of bathing beauties! The sight of all that feminine pulchritude undoes the tobor programming, and John Gregson is back! He is reunited with Juanita Harding and his knowledge of chemistry ends the war--he comes up with a chemical which will make the tobors as horny as the rest of us, ending the tobor prudery which caused the war in the first place.
We've seen Van Vogt tackle the topic of android takeovers before in stories like "Living with Jane." and then there are the computers who seize power over humanity in "The Human Operators" and Computerworld. And I seem to recall the use of movie screens and broadcast propaganda on the pilot of a downed enemy craft in the classic short story from 1948, "The Rull."
"Automaton" first appeared in Other Worlds with an illustration by Malcolm Smith. It is a short and fun story; I found it amusing, though I'm not quite sure in what proportion I am laughing with Van and laughing at him.
"Automaton": Is it Good?: Yes. Is it Far-Out?: Yes.
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My edition of The Far-Out Worlds of A. E. Van Vogt, Ace paperback H-92, includes a silly jokey bio of Van Vogt from Forrest J Ackerman which may be worth reproducing here. Ackerman was van Vogt's agent and friend.
The final page of the book is an ad for Ace "Classics of Great Science-Fiction." Of the fifteen listed books I've only read three, Brackett's The Big Jump, Vance's Big Planet, and Simak's City. I liked all three, and strongly urge you to print out the page, mark the titles, and put it and two singles in an envelope and mail them off to beautiful Manhattan immediately.
My man tarbandu reviewed Laumer's Worlds of the Imperium earlier this year, and couchtomoon tackled Leiber's The Big Time. Maybe you should put three singles in that envelope.
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Not as good as the first three stories (did the publisher purposefully put the strongest material up front?) and not as far-out, but these three are worth reading. Soon we'll take a look at what else The Far-Out Worlds of A. E. Van Vogt has to offer.
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