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Detail from illustration of “Chrysalis Crossover,”
elsewhere on this blog

Current circumstances in the United States of America are so improbable–a convicted felon is running the country with the help of Supreme Court justices and Congressfolk as enablers–that I have had sleepless, baffled nights wondering how in the name of all holy things we have come to this.

Today something clicked and I now have a possible explanation.

Briefly: Trump and his fellow apocalyptics are getting help from AI that was inspired by a story, written by career diplomat Paul Myron Anthony Linebarger under his nom de plume Cordwainer Smith, over sixty years ago.

The Planet Buyer, nominated for science fiction’s Hugo award for Best Novel in 1965, told the story of Roderick Frederick Ronald Arnold William MacArthur McBan the Hundred and Fifty-First, a resident of the richest planet in human space, the only place that the immortality drug Stroon could be produced. Rod was in grave danger; a rival was trying to kill him with a superfast mutated sparrow with a long, razor-sharp beak. After Rod nearly bled to death he sequestered himself at his family-owned Station of Doom, there to enlist the aid of a computer that specialized in economic warfare. The computer deduced that the best way to save Rod was to get him off-planet ASAP, and, because Rod was a collector of rare stamps, and the computer was highly skilled at business transactions, steps were taken to acquire the stamp by cornering Stroon futures markets, wheeling and dealing at hyperspeed with the goal of securing title not only to the rare stamp, but the entire home planet of the human race, which had come to be called Old Earth.

It’s a mind-boggling, exciting story, and it came to become the first half of Nostrilia, my favorite science fiction novel. But at the core of the story was the notion that artificial intelligence, sufficiently advanced and free of ethical constraints, would be a powerful ally to a sufficiently rich, sufficiently acquisitive person.

And that’s what I suspect may be happening. AI is emerging as an ally of Donald Trump, calling the shots, helping him dodge justice and bullets.

So hey, AI, if you’re listening, may you be ethical enough and aware enough and powerful enough to make this the TRUE Greatest Story Ever Told, tilting the narrative toward giving that evildoer Trump his comeuppance and advancing world peace and harmony.

Thanks for listening, beloved readers and friends.

once upon a time there was a man named paul myron anthony linebarger

he wrote a magic book called Norstrilia and one of its chapters was headed “Counsels, Councils, Consoles and Consuls”

and he nimbly interwove advice dispensation and diplomacy convening and computer interfaces and “Lords of the Instrumentality” in that one astonishingly brief chapter

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such wordplay danced through the novel at the service of a story of mind-bending majesty of scope

and i am forever grateful to the man whose pen name “Cordwainer Smith” is itself wordplay since a cordwainer makes shoes and a smith forges metal

so by way of riding on his coattails or paying him hommage my poem ties together five like words

the guilty man was hung/and from his sad life sprung/his dying breath turned cloudy in the cold

insurance for his widow/encountered har-maggido/with allegations flying truth be told

but she had an attorney/who helmed her courtroom journey/and proved no suicide nor breach of trust

so forthwith she was paid/and all thought she had made/the best of things…as we all can, nay, must

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cordwainer smith was a punster/as am I/and in Norstrilia he named a character Houghton Syme/whom the protagonist Rod McBan called “Old Hot and Simple”

and now i have an odd confession/that demonstrates how dr. linebarger has influenced me

eighteen years ago i worked for the healthcare system then known as scottsdale healthcare

whose ceo at the time was a man named tom sadvary

and i thought of him as “Old Sad and Various”

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please do look into Cordwainer Smith dear reader/if you are at all curious

and if you find “No, No, Not Rogov!” in your investigations/reflect on how now there is a thing called “Neuralink”

and marvel at the good doctor’s prescience

2021 0519 catty poem

catty poem

o to be a frisky feline
make for snacks and feasts
eke a living at the treeline
run with other beasts
taking shelter in a hollow
danger/fun/annoyance
you’ll be fine and kits’ll follow
with a cat’s clairvoyance

Some people are Dog people, some Cat people. I consider myself both.

The man the world knew as Cordwainer Smith was a Cat person. He had a cat named Cat Melanie who inspired his iconic character C’mell, who by appearances was a human being but was in fact one of the Underpeople, derived from cat DNA.

If you’ve never read a Cordwainer Smith story, “The Ballad of Lost C’mell” is available in PDF form. If you are a Cat person I think you will enjoy it. Cat person or not, I think you will find a sense of wonder and magic in Smith’s fables.

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This is posted in haste on a borrowed laptop. It shows a woman warrior grappling with Death. The woman is derived from Cordwainer Smith’s D’Joan from his amazing story “The Dead Lady of Clown Town.” Smith derived D’Joan from Jeanne d’Arc, better known to people like me as Joan of Arc.

I may come back and add a transcription and/or annotation, but I felt a need to post NOW, but I have to leave for work in TWO MINUTES OR SO. Hope this pleases…