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
“Hello, Twenty-Second Century!”
This salutation delivered with perfect good humor and confidence caught
that animal curiosity which is instinct in the crowd. The first ranks
stopped and stared. Profiting by the moment, I put Nestor behind me
with a commanding gesture and advancing boldly among them, said:
“You are not a bit more curious to know what men were in my day than I
am to know you and your ways. Gentlemen, I am delighted to be with you.
And if anyone here thinks that it was with any pleasure that I have
suffered myself to be dragged about and exhibited like a tamed animal,
let him undeceive himself. Or if you think I am sent here by any
complaints of yours, you are wrong again. I am here because the female
powers that be, regard me as a menace to the society they have imposed
on you. As I shall probably be deported within forty-eight hours to
another century, make the most of this opportunity to find out how and
why men ruled the world when men were giants!”
This speech which I personally thought rather bombastic, had a
triumphant result. My appeal to the curiosity of the male (which women
have always insisted on) turned the irritation of the crowd into one of
the friendliest eagerness. By nightfall I can truly say that I was the
most popular man in the Club. I wisely postponed any attempt to stir
my fellow men to revolt until I had taken time to acquaint myself with
their point of view, their habits and their inhibitions.
At first I admit to a certain discouragement as I realized the full
strength of the inertia that ease and idleness had developed in them.
The young males had been rendered so pampered and indolent that at
first I found it impossible to arouse them to any shame of the life
of luxury and indulgence in which they were steeped. Outside of
the gladiators (who were like a sex apart) the young male of the
twenty-second century was a vain and slothful creature of the harem.
Due, no doubt, to the multiplication of automatic machinery and the
use of the aeroplane, I doubt if any of them could have walked a brisk
five miles without needing resuscitation. On the other hand, all their
physical education was directed towards the terpsichorean arts, in
which they excelled for grace of movement and lightness of poise.
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