Luverly Ideabirds!

Ideabird 9/28/12

He'd had a long life, served in WWII, raised his family, grandkids and seen a couple of great-grandkids. But he hurt everywhere, constantly. And since his wife died, he didn't see the point of anything. He hadn't been happy in years. The cancer was a blessing, and the hospice nurses were at least quiet. But he didn't die. Whatever concotion of drugs and household chemicals interacted with his tired genes, he got better. Then he got younger. Within a year he was physically a young man of 23. But a life of habits and thought patterns don't change overnight, and she was still gone.

Ideabird 9/26/12

The Mercury colony was going well, with two rings of population living underground near the poles. There was enough oxygen in the rock, and they collected hydrogen from the solar wind. And with the solar collector doing double duty as a solar shield, they were gradually expanding the population. The biggest problem was a religious group The Children of Helios who had been making illegal colonies at the equator, and believed that the shield was a heresy. The two groups had been silently infiltrating each other for years. Who would lash out first?

Ideabird 9/24/12

He'd always preferred reading & writing to playing sports. Macho posing made him ill, and watching confident guys pick up girls made it twice as bad. So of course he turned to a more refined world and wrote about things like concerts and culture, art and movies. Unfortunately the only job he could find was reviewing urban street art openings, rock concerts, and horror films. He became famous for pouring his hatred onto the page. He met a kindred soul promoting a swaggering rock singer, and they tried to find a way out of their self-loathing together.

Ideabird 9/21/12

She was having a great day at the mall until the jerk in front of her stopped suddenly. She was about to yell at him, when she noticed everyone was stopped. A flash of motion on the lower floor caught her attention. They stepped sideways out of the air, short gray people in gray clothes. She watched them lift bodily a few young teens and some random children, and carry them sideways into emptiness. Everyone began moving again, calmly. The parents of the children, the friends of the teens, acted as if the missing people had never existed. Suddenly she remembered she had always had a younger brother, until one day she never had one.

Ideabird 9/19/12

When the aliens arrive from the (insert generic, slightly-pompous sounding group name here) they are surprised to find we spend 1/3 of the day in a coma, dreaming. All other races do their dreaming in various parts of their brains as they are awake. They are in conscious contact with their wells of archetypes and deeper realms. The aliens find there are some people, mostly shamans who can dream in a similar way, but it is a difficult, learned effort. A complete library search reveals there was another species who were like us, but they were only known through archaeological records, having gone insane and destroyed themselves before discovery. Do the aliens change us, guide us in who we are, or quarantine us?

Ideabird 9/17/12

The Kepler mission, looking for extra-solar planets is keeping a special watch out for planets in a star's "Goldilocks" zone (gLz). In that zone, liquid water can exist. Too close to the star, and water boils away, too far and it freezes. We look for the gLz where our form of life can exist. for the Krzzzr the are looking for planets where there is enough hard ultraviolet radiation to hatch their crystal eggs, and the planet has hot enough magma to swim in. (They call it the "Shnrzz" zone, after one of their children's stories.) They think our planet is almost right, when they show up, but are unprepared for our magnetic field, shunting aside UV. They have a great idea to remove our ozone layer, along with our oxygen. Can we work out an accomodation?

Ideabird 9/14/12

Sequencing the first genome took years and billions of dollars. Within two decades it was done on a desktop in minutes. The first clones grown from a genome came soon after. By that time recording memory engrams that begun, and within two decades it was possible to grow a person, complete with memories. But it was still took thousands of years to reach the nearest habitable planets. The ark contained information and cloning machines. The people who were chosen to colonize the planet trained like mad, put the recording helmets on their heads, gave a drop of blood, and went home for the day. At the other end, however, they remember putting the helmets on their heads, and then waking up orbiting the planet. Along the way the ship had received records of how the original people, long dead, had lived the rest of their lives.

Ideabird 9/12/12

British science and philosophy was a small world in the early 1800s, and there was no clear demarcation of the disciplines. The philosopher William Godwin most likely knew of the works of Ersamus Darwin and his works on galvanic response—the twitching of dead muscles in response to electircal shocks. It may be that one stormy night William's young daughter, Mary, half-awake from the noise of the storm, might have stumbled upon a late-night meeting of her father and friends. Lit by flashes of lightning, she may have watched them trying to infuse dead animals with the force of life. It would be the hard-to-fathom sort of memory she might have half-carried into adulthood, when she wrote the novel Frankenstein.

Ideabird 9/10/12

Not all guilds died out in the mechanized era. The Guild of Saint Eloi saw what was coming and took on a more mystic nature, becoming a secret society: the Lord's Order of Knife-Makers. The charismatic third leader noted the symbology of using small knives to cut larger knives, and took an arm further underground, seeing god as an infinite recursion into the miniscule. They came to worship The Infinite Edge. They are masters of the lasers and light, and enforce their secrecy with deadly silence.

Ideabird 9/7/12

Since the days of Edison there has been a journalistic race to find the next celebrity scientist. Einstein was noted as the eccentric genius in the early 1900s, and Hawking has filled the bill for now. After Hawking was the Australian physicist, MacMurray. Before MacMurray passed away, he pointed out that Rosarita Gomez was an even greater genius. This was news to Gomez, who was just starting her graduate work at Stanford. She had no idea why MacMurray had brought the spotlights onto her, making her a celebrity amongst the public, and public enemy number one in the scientific community. Before he passed, MacMurray had created a computer with his engrams in it, and computer confirmed: Rosarita Gomez was, at this moment, more important than Einstein.

Ideabird 9/5/12

Everyone wakes with a date emblazoned in their minds. It's always a date in the past for older folks, often in the future for younger folks. The relatives of the sick and dying figure it out first. The date is the half-way point in your life. Whatever the date was/is it represents half of your life. Some people takes everything from the halfway point as "downhill." Others vow to go out on top. For one young couple they calculate they are to die together in two weeks. A tiny subset of children get dates a thousand years in the future.

Ideabird 9/3/12

The Zombie Apocalypse arrives! Sort of. The military developed a psychotropic gas that made their troops see the civilian enemies as zombies: dead, rotting creatures, shambling parodies of life. Any contact would infect you, and the troops fought with extra ferocity against "the monsters." Sort of. The gas actually wore off quickly, since the manufacturer hired watered it down. It turned out the troops were happy enough to destroy civilians anyway.

© Tony Jonick 2013