Life lay there; life and the promise of food and warmth and the blessed
sunlight. For in the far Antarctic south, with the new light and heat
coming, millions upon millions of acres of land would be springing into
a new fertility to replace what the north had lost. But this, too, was
a fallacy; for after a few months, the pendulum would swing back; the
far south would go into night and cold.
Many hundred million people, suddenly giving up all their accustomed
work in the world's activities and trying to move to another region!
A migration greater than the sum total of all others in the world's
history. In a hundred years of systematic, careful planning and
execution it might have been accomplished without disaster. But now it
was a panic, a chaos, a flight, with distracted governments trying to
cope with it, impotent to bring even a semblance of order.
Our office of the Amalgamated Broadcasters was maintained in New
York City until well along in February. With government affiliation,
we broadcasted only what might be of help to the public; news of
conditions, generally censored to allay too great a fear; advice as to
what to do; information concerning transportation, and news from the
south. In this work, Freddie now joined me. There were days--almost
dark now except for a brief time before and after midday--when he and
I were in our cold office, one or the other of us at the microphone
throughout the twenty-four hours.
It was an office of incoherent men and disorganized service; without
light, some of the time; with frozen and burst heating pipes and no
one to repair them. We sat bundled in our overcoats, with snow piling
against the windows.
News came of crowds surging in the dark, snow-piled streets; food
giving out, with paralyzed transportation; news of raids by the public
upon all the markets; news of people trampled to death hourly at every
steamship dock, every bridge leading out of the city; uncontrollable
crowds at the tunnels, the railroad and plane terminals.
State troopers vainly patrolled streets made almost impassable by
snow which now could not be cleared away; people froze in the cold
with which they were not equipped to cope; crime was everywhere, with
criminals, like ghouls, battening on the tragedy.
* * * * *
In those terrible days there were few concerned with astronomy. Yet I
recall that one of my orders was to detail--for such as might still be
listening--a simple version of how, astronomically, all this was coming
to pass.
"Perhaps," I broadcasted, "when we know the fundamentals of this
change--the scientific reasons for it--the thing may hold less terror
for us."
Useless words! Nothing could mitigate the terror!
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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