The coming of the Amazons : $b A satiristic speculation on the scientific future of civilizationJohnson, Owen
Science
The coming of the Amazons : $b A satiristic speculation on the scientific future of civilization
Johnson, Owen
Cryonics -- Fiction; Satire; Science fiction; Sex role -- Fiction
“Good,” I said somewhat embarrassed at her frank admiration. “At least
you do not share the common prejudice.”
“There are, of course, dominant reasons for our present social state
from a political and philosophic point of view,” Gallia replied with
a precautionary glance at Mag. “But looking at the matter purely from
the science of eugenics, I maintain that for the proper breeding of the
superlative female, it is necessary to regenerate the mental capacities
and initiatives of the male. Besides, men educated by women will
possess totally different characteristics.”
“Is there a party then that holds with you?” I said eagerly.
“Yes, but we are in the minority.”
“But minorities are always the most powerful elements politically. It
was a minority that brought about woman suffrage in my day.”
“Later,” she replied, frowning significantly in the direction of the
housekeeper, “it will be interesting to learn by what methods. At
present I have a duty in the interests of science, to determine what
effect your long preservation may have had on the glandular and nervous
system. You see, Bogardus, the principles of frigiferous arrestation
of life have only been tested by short periods of from fifty to sixty
years. Your arrival is of course quite the most important scientific
event that has occurred.”
I divined from her manner that political questions had to be treated
with discretion, and so postponed until later the many questions which
occurred to me as to the status of my sex. We entered a laboratory
directly above the bath where I was subjected to a series of tests
which resembled the metabolism examination of my day.
“Everything is normal,” said Gallia delighted. “I can find no
disturbance whatsoever. In fact for a man of sixty--”
“Sixty. I am exactly thirty-two if you please.”
Gallia looked at me a moment with a perplexity that suddenly lifted.
“True, I forget. You come from an age when the glandular secrets of
youth were still a closed book. That is the reason for my mistake. You
see we begin invigoration treatments immediately at the completion of
the body growth--that is about the age of twenty. In your case, I shall
have to treat you intensively. It will be most interesting. I shall
work out the nutrition formulas and the chemistry of the air you must
have at night. Meanwhile the ordinary daily regime will work wonders.”
“Gallia, I am curious to know to what extent you have been able to
prolong life.”
“We have still to submit to the tests of experience,” she replied.
“We have it is true only begun our exploration, and today there are
only a few living who have reached the age of a hundred and seventy.
Theoretically, there is no reason why we cannot with our present
knowledge extend life to four or five centuries. We have eliminated
the ravages of such diseases as tuberculosis and cancer, pneumonia and
paralysis, but to be strictly scientific, we may have to encounter new
types of diseases which will have to be studied and conquered.”
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