The following story appears on the Third Sunday Blog Carnival for June 17, 2012!
[My inspirations for this piece came from the following articles in Natural History Magazine: “The Longest Winter,” by Gabrielle Walker (April, 2003, pp. 44-51; about the “Snowball Earth” theory of the Cambrian Explosion); and “A Plenitude of Ocean Life,” by Edward F. DeLong (may, 2003, pp. 40-46; about how Archaea and planktonic microorganisms are much more abundant in the oceans than anyone had realized) I retained some notes at the end regarding how I got my names.]
A Little Laboratory Work
by Lorinda J. Taylor
… a large room containing the work stations
and equipment of the scientist …the transparent ceiling reveals a dark sky
densely strewn with stars, whose light is caught and concentrated in luminous
wall panels … A door opens and someone
enters …
“Crescent,
is that you? Glad to have you back! How was the conference?”
“Amusing,
as always! The University never fails to
put on a good show! But it’s nice to be
back in familiar territory! Sorry I was
a little late getting here. I stopped
home to check in with Nifti.”
“She was
fine when I saw her at the lattice-ball tournament. She won three matches and hit her
intersections 32 times – more than any other competitor! Did she tell you about it?”
“It was
all she talked about! I don’t think she
missed me much!”
“Oh, I
can’t agree with that! I was there and
she mentioned a couple of times how she wished you could have attended because
she has never performed better.”
“Well,
it’s a shame, but she is old enough to understand about my work – how important
it is. I’ll be sure to view the
transimages with her.”
“So did
you learn anything at the conference that made it worth the waste of time? Must have seemed odd not to be making a
presentation.”
“A relief,
really. It allowed me to focus on what
others had to say instead of worrying about how I was going to be
received. It was the same old group,
displaying the same old cantankerous dichotomies. At one extreme, the reactionaries – at the
other, the progressives like myself. The
cosmic physicists, who think everything should be left alone and merely
observed, versus us molecular biologists, who believe nature ought to be
actively improved and enlarged. The Noli
Tangerines vs. the Revolutionaries! And
then there is always that gang in the middle that I call the Tinkerers … those
old-line life scientists who have very little imagination and prefer to simply
fudge along cautiously the way they have always done.”
“I suppose
it’s too much to expect reconciliations.”
“Definitely! Mimito, I couldn’t keep myself from speaking
out.”
“Was that
wise?”
“Well,
everyone knows where I stand. I found
old Afarinand’s harangue so annoying that I stood forth and said that if she
had her way, either chaos would prevail or change would be obliterated, and
that it was up to us bioengineers to make sure neither of those things happens. Then Kaihanga, whom I rank among the
Tinkerers although she likes to think she is progressive, said that certainly
change was necessary but that my approach was far too extreme. I countered by asserting that being
innovative didn’t mean forsaking careful thought and appropriately documented
research. We live in such a fragile
environment that simply abandoning it is out of the question, but we daren’t
just loiter along in infinitesimal steps, either.”
“Oh, I
quite agree with you, Crescent! You know
that!”
“Of course
I do! But I think I’ll go check out my
creatures. They are a little like my
offspring, you know.”
“You’ll
find them in good order. I made sure of
that!”
… presently
…
“The
little characters are coming along swimmingly!
Ha, ha! Swimming is all they know
how to do! I want to set up some fresh
experiments on how they react to varied exposure to different types of radiant
energy – determine if anything has changed while I was gone.”
… later …
“Everything
looks good! I also ran analyses on their
response to increased levels of carbonic acid in their culture medium and to
abrupt alterations of temperature, and there were no surprises. If everything continues to proceed at this
pace, I should be ready for the field trial long before it’s scheduled!”
“Oh, that
reminds me! You have a message from
Metod about the target area.”
“Curses! Let’s see here – what does the Division Chief
have to say now? … Well, we’ve been over
all this before! ‘We continue reluctant
to authorize the utilization of Target Area 3075/444-3, which is demonstrating
characteristics that limit its suitability, to wit, a tendency to be subject to
radical climate shifts. We strongly
suggest that you search out a target area with a lower incidence of tectonic
activity. Your work is too significant
to throw it into an environment where the probability of life-failure is high
… ’
Humbug! I’ve factored all those
so-called flaws into my calculations! In
fact, they’re the main reason that I selected this area! But these obstructionists simply aren’t willing
to concede that my hypotheses could have any merit!”
“I have to
say – I can see some grounds for Metod’s position … ”
“Mimito! Even you?”
“Now,
don’t take it like that – you know I’m your biggest advocate! That’s just it – I’m really in awe of your work,
Crescent. What if it does fail? The characteristics that you’ve engineered
into your lifeforms are so difficult to achieve that you haven’t been able to
grow many of the creatures. That means
that you will have to implant the whole colony in order to have any chance of
success. With nothing in reserve, you
would have to start from scratch if they die out. Likely you would not get permission for that. Then what will happen to your goals? How will life suffer?”
“It’s not
going to fail! If ice does come to
dominate the target area (and I’m positive it will), it won’t last forever, and
these creatures are structured to withstand all kinds of extremes and to
flourish under conditions of radical change.
Really, you’re becoming a bit too much of a reactionary yourself,
Mimito!”
“No, I
protest that statement emphatically! But
I’m not the genius that you are, Crescent.
I haven’t passed beyond photosynthetic slime mats. I suppose I must admit to being one of those
old-line biologists you were talking about … one of your Tinkerers, if you
will. I can’t grasp the long-range
prognosis the way you can and I don’t have your innovative imagination. I’ve always said it: if you can pull this off, you will be the
leading candidate for the next Zibentak Prize.”
“Well, I’m
flattered. You’re a good friend, Mimito,
and I apologize for my testiness! And I
assure you that I mean to do everything possible to prove all your fears
unfounded! But now I suppose I’d better
get down to work and formulate a rebuttal to Metod’s cavils. It must
be Area 3075/444-3; I investigated literally thousands of locations and, in
spite of her complaints, it’s the perfect place to test my theories. Maybe I should just threaten to abandon the
project altogether if the University doesn’t go along with what I want. No – better not do that! They might take me up on it!”
… a great while later …
“Mimito,
I’ve got it at last! All my reasoning
and nagging and heckling have finally paid off!”
“They’ve
authorized Target Area 3075/444-3? Crescent,
I’m thrilled for you! When can you make
the implantation?”
“As soon
as I can get my project inserted into the light transference schedule. The area is in a pretty obscure sector, so
special transportation is required. But
it can’t be very long now!”
“We’ll
have to celebrate!”
“Nifti and
I are going to the Social Hall tonight for some dancing. Do you want to come along?”
“I won’t
be in the way?”
“Of course
not! It’ll be Nifti who does all the
dancing anyway. I’m getting a little old
for such flitting around.”
“Well,
that makes me feel good, since we’re the same age! But I guess I’d better accept your
invitation. I hate to think of you
sitting alone while she is out capering.”
… The Social Hall, lit by floating balls of
luminescent gas …
“Isn’t she
beautiful, Mimito? So graceful … It really was worthwhile taking the trouble
to have an offspring. At the time I was
rather grudging about how it distracted me from my work, but now I’m glad.”
“I believe
it was the experience of propagation that gave you some of your ideas,
Crescent.”
“Oh, maybe
a little. You ought to try it.”
“Oh … I
don’t think so. It’s not my style. I’ll just remain bound to my piddling little
experiments with the slime mats. But,
Crescent, I’ve always wondered what your opinion is about something and somehow
this seems like an appropriate time to ask.
About the old deity thing … ”
“The deity
thing? You mean, that theory that an
Almighty Power sits off somewhere and manipulates our lives? You’re surely not serious!”
“Well, nobody
can really prove what came before … you know, before the First Burst … or what
will come after everything drifts back into the dark … ”
“And I
suppose our University is just a speck in that Power’s culture dish, and that
Power itself is just a thought in some greater Power’s mind, and so on to
infinity! No, I think we are what is,
Mimito – we and the control we exert over our environment. That’s the truth as I see it, and it quite
satisfies me.”
… Mimito may smile and nod agreement, but in
her soul she is not sure …
* * *
… the Great Hall of the University, set
among glowing dust …
“Fellow
members of the University Assembly, colleagues, friends: I greet you all!
“I could
declare that I never expected to be standing before you accepting the Zibentak
Prize for Significant Contributions to the Development of Life, but I will not
make that statement because it would be a falsehood. I always had great faith in my hypotheses and
I knew that if I could prove them, honors would follow. And time has justified my faith and verified
those hypotheses – that if the life-codes of certain photosynthetic
microorganisms could be manipulated so as to confer the abilities to withstand
the extreme conditions of volatile planets and to adapt rapidly to
environmental change, a process would be set in motion that would result in a
biosystem that differed from anything ever envisioned.
“Target
Area 3075/444-3 was one of those locations where a previous generation of
cosmic physicists sought to create a closed atmospheric and hydrological system
during their investigations of the interactions of gravity and matter. Their work with satellites of Star 3075/444
succeeded admirably in the case of the geologically dynamic third planet, although
it failed in the case of the smaller fourth world, which lost its
electromagnetic field too soon. Hence,
the planet under consideration provided a good area to test the earliest
experiments with corporeal lifeforms; its oceans were long ago successfully
cultured with archaic sulfur- and nitrogen-converting microorganisms and then
with chlorophyll-bearing slime mats.
“However,
as with most of our experiments, the resulting biosystem remained
stagnant. So I set about infusing its
oceans with my engineered microbes and then I waited for certain climate
changes to take place. And just as
predicted, the shifting of this active planet’s tectonic plates nudged its
continents into an equatorial alignment that ensured a universal freezing of
the oceans. The rampant volcanism,
however, provided open holes and undersea hot spots that gave my extremophiles
just enough edge to allow them to endure.
Several subsequent intervals of melting and refreezing took place before
the continents drifted once more into a configuration that permits the
maintenance of higher atmospheric carbon dioxide levels. Now the ice is retreating toward the poles
and the seas have been boiling with carbonic acid reactions – quite an
interesting sight! The elevated carbon
dioxide levels have allowed my lifeforms, along with a few of the planet’s
original microorganisms that managed to survive the ice, to burgeon and release
a huge burst of oxygen gas into the atmosphere.
“The
scattered configuration of the continents should persist for hundreds of
millions of the planet’s cycles – long enough to ensure that the target area
remains a suitable natural laboratory in which my theory can be further tested,
or rather, where the results of the introduction can be monitored. The newly enriched oxygen atmosphere is
providing a protective shield against certain hostile stellar emissions, and
the content of dissolved oxygen in the oceans is increasing. Within this positive new milieu my lifeforms
are diversifying and adapting quickly.
They have already begun to form a multitude of distinct organic forms
and even cooperative multicellular creatures with specialized parts … and they
are reproducing prolifically – one of
my foremost goals! A few are beginning
to take advantage of this new fecundity by abandoning photosynthesis and
acquiring their energy from the process of engulfing fellow organisms,
utilizing the abundance of dissolved oxygen to metabolize their corporeal
content. Yes, you may shudder, but it seems
that a variety of life a step removed from dependency upon radiant energy is in
truth manifesting itself!
“But the
most remarkable feature observable in these phenomena is that the changes are
taking place entirely on their own! Those organisms that are especially adept at
transforming themselves to utilize new resources grow larger and more dominant,
while less able varieties cease to exist.
Before now, the potential of evolution as a sculptor of lifeforms was
only a controversial theory, but now it may be emphatically stated: The
theory of evolution had been conclusively proved! The lives of us Shapers in the University’s
Biodiversity Program have just become immensely easier! No longer will it be necessary for us to
tortuously craft every molecule of every minute creature, only to fall into
despair as we watch 95 percent of our endeavors fail. My persistent labor has yielded far more than
the successful results of a single experiment.
It has produced a whole new method by which biodiversity may be created!
“I cannot accept this honor without
acknowledging the work of those prodigies who came before me, who first
conceived the possibility of corporeal, carbon-based life and then engineered
it into reality. My contemporary
colleagues also deserve my gratitude, especially my friend the Shaper Mimito,
whose successes in refining the action of photosynthesis in chlorophyll-bearing
organisms are at the foundation of my advances.
I would also like to thank my offspring Nifti for her patience with my
single-minded devotion to my task. She
herself is now studying to become a Shaper of Life, and I expect great things
from her a few million cycles into the future.
“When that
future comes, I would hope that we can all hover together above the laboratory
world called Target Area 3075/444-3 and view the consequences of the handiwork
of the Shaper Crescent of Galactic Division #3075 of the 9th Parallel
University. Perhaps we will observe
beings there that are something like miniature, corporeal versions of
ourselves: with brilliant minds that
speak to one another … with ten limbs and seven eyes … with fleshed offspring
budding profusely all over their integuments … evolved in the image of their Creators! And yet perhaps no such outcome will
occur: time may reveal to us something
entirely different – even more incredible and totally unforeseen. Can any prospect be more exciting? It is what makes the kind of science that we
practice more rewarding than any diversion ever devised by any of us supreme
beings since the Burst first spawned us.
“And then
there is the possibility that one of us (perhaps my offspring – who can say?)
will venture to carry these achievements farther yet – to contrive ways of
implanting seeds of this new evolutionary life-system on less receptive worlds,
or even to produce corporeal lifeforms that can endure outside the nurturing
milieu of water. Perhaps one day
creatures will be able to absorb dry oxygen and glide across the barren rock as
easily as we Shapers dance through the void between the stars. Perhaps novel ways of engineering life from
elements other than those we have come to call organic will make the most
intractable of matter throb with life!
Likely by that time I will have slipped back into the starlight, but
that does not make the possibility any less exhilarating to me!
“And so I
conclude with a challenge to you all – forge forward! Do not idle in self-satisfied
complacency! Strive to make us Shapers
worthy of that appellation that some of us believe to be our due: the Omnipotent Masters of Creation!”
END
Notes:
This was
written in August of 2003.
In English
“crescent” derives from the Latin crescere, to come forth, grow, akin to creare
(see create). The word “create” is from
Latin creare, from IE base *krī, to grow, cause to grow, cf. cereal.
In Maori,
Kaihanga is Creator; Atua is God.
In
Hungarian, Creator is teremto.
In
Finnish, to create is luoda or laatia
In Farsi,
Creator is âfarinande, while Creation is âfarineš
In
Sanskrit, one word for to create was mimita
Last but
not least, in Beowulf a word for Fate, Creator, or God is Metod.
Zibentak
is adapted from Sieben Tag, German for “Seven Day,” thus the last division of
creation.
