The coming of the Amazons : $b A satiristic speculation on the scientific future of civilizationJohnson, Owen
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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
“How am I ever going to escape from Acquilla?” I said dejectedly, but
at this moment looking down, I perceived we were about five hundred
feet over the East River, which was spanned by a dozen great bridges at
least a quarter of a mile in width.
“But aren’t those palms and cork trees below me?” I exclaimed, peering
over.
“Yes. By the control of the Gulf Stream we have been able to procure a
temperate zone as far north along the Atlantic coast as Newfoundland.
It is middle Athena but the temperature is not below sixty.”
“You have changed the course of the Gulf Stream! Then you have changed
history.”
“No. Of course, the strategic position we have allows us to deflect the
stream after it leaves the Gulf. We divide it and send a part to the
coast of Greenland, which has developed an entirely new civilization.”
“But how?”
“Really I don’t know--it’s all engineering and I never could understand
mathematics.”
“My darling Dianne, how refreshing to find a woman who doesn’t know
something! But you speak of Greenland as we did. Then countries have
retained their identities?”
“Certainly. Women have a horror of uniformity and standardization.
Climate, we know, influences the types of human brains. We do
everything to preserve the genius of local areas. Internationally we
govern as little as possible.”
“And here--is there such a thing as the United States left?”
“There is a loose alliance, of course, but there are broad divisions
you did not have. There are four great states. Amazonia, which extends
from Florida to Baffin Bay and as far west as the Appalachians; Dixie,
which starts from Panama and goes to the Rockies; Illinois, which takes
in the great lakes and the midwestern basin, and California, which
takes in the whole western coast.”
“But is there no conflict of interests there?”
“What interests could divide us?”
“Commercial interests?”
“Each state produces what it is best fitted for. We have a supreme
council, it is true, that controls such vital matters as health,
climate, population and the distribution of energy, but in an age of
pure reason it is impossible that any injustice should be done.”
“Still--”
“Later you will understand. Our solidarity is the solidarity of the
whole human race. We are united in the pursuit of great scientific
achievements. Education has broken down the barriers of prejudices and
greeds. But what do you wish most to see? The hospitals, schools or
museums? I must take you somewhere, you know!” she added, glancing at
me with adorable mischief in her eyes.
“There is just one thing I want to see above all others,” I exclaimed
instantly. “I want to see my fellow men.”
“I was afraid you were going to ask that,” said Dianne, looking grave.
“Do you realize that since I have been here I haven’t seen a single
man! Do you wonder at my curiosity? Where are they? When I try to open
the subject with Acquilla she always evades me. You at least will tell
me the truth.”
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