‘Couldn’t we just wipe the place clear with a virus, I hear you ask?But no.While it is true that the humans have still done relatively little damage to their planet so far – from a distance it still looks fine – it is still the case that the place has been contaminated.Even if we wiped all human life off the rockball, people would still look down at the thing and shiver, recalling the pathetic but fiercely self-destructive monsters that once stalked its surface.However even memories find it difficult to haunt a singularity.’
Li stuck the point of the light sword into the top of the table and made to lean on the pommel; the wood flared and burned, and the sword started to drill through the flaming redwood in a cloud of smoke.Li pulled the sword out, shoved it in its scabbard and repeated the manoeuvre while somebody poured a small fortune in wine over the burning wood. (‘Did they have scabbards?’ Roghres asked, puzzled. ‘I thought they just turned it off’) The resulting steam and fumes rose dramatically around Li as he leant on the pommel of the sword and looked seriously and sincerely at all of us. ‘Ladies and gentlemen,’ he nodded, grim-faced. ‘This, I submit, is the only solution; a genocide to end all genocides.We have to destroy the planet in order to save it.Should you decide to do me the honour of electing me as your ruler, to serve you, I shall set about putting this plan into immediate effect, and shortly Earth, and all its problems, will cease to exist.Thank you.’
Li bowed, turned, stepped down and sat.
Those of us who’d still been listening clapped, and eventually more or less everybody joined in.There were a few fairly irrelevant questions about stuff like accretion disks, lunar tidal forces, and conservation of angular momentum, but after Li had done his best to answer those, Roghres, Tel, Djibard and I went to the head of the table, lifted Li up, carried him down the length of the table to the sound of cheers, took him into the lower accommodation level, and threw him in the pool.Fused the light sabre, but I don’t think the ship meant to leave Li with something that dangerous to wave around anyway.
We finished the fun off on a remote beach in Western Australia in the very early morning, swimming off our heavy bellies and wine-fuddled heads in the slow rollers of the Indian Ocean, or basking in the sunlight.
That’s what I did; just lay there on the sand, listening to a still pool-damp Li tell me what a great idea it was to blow the entire planet away (or suck the entire planet away).I listened to people splashing in the waves, and tried to ignore Li.I dozed off, but I was woken up for a game of hide-and-seek in the rocks, and later we sat around and had a light picnic.
Later, Li had us all play another game; guess the generalization.We each had to think of one word to describe humanity; Man, the species.Some people thought it was silly, just on principle, but the majority joined in.There were suggestions like ‘precocious’, ‘doomed’, ‘murderous’, ‘inhuman’, and ‘frightening’.Most of us who’d been on-planet must have been falling under the spell of humanity’s own propaganda, because we tended to come up with words like ‘inquisitive’, ‘ambitious’, ‘aggressive’, or ‘quick’.Li’s own suggestion to describe humanity was ‘MINE!’, but then somebody thought to ask the ship.It complained about being restricted to one word, then pretended to think for a long time, and finally came up with ‘gullible’.
‘Gullible?’ I said.
‘Yeah,’ said the remote drone. ‘Gullible and bigoted.’
‘That’s two words,’ Li told it.
‘I’m a fucking starship; I’m allowed to cheat.’
Well, it amused me.I lay back.The water sparkled, the sky seemed to ring with light, and way in the distance a black triangle or two carved the perimeter of the field the ship was laying down under the chopping blue sea.
6: Undesirable Alien
6.1:You’ll Thank Me Later
December.We were finishing off, tying up the loose ends.There was an air of weariness about the ship.People seemed quieter.I don’t think it was just tiredness.I think it was more likely the effect of a realized objectivity, a distancing; we had been there long enough to get over the initial buzz, the honeymoon of novelty and delight.We were starting to see Earth as a whole, not just a job to be done and a playground to explore, and in looking at it that way, it became both less immediate and more impressive; part of the literature, something fixed by fact and reference, no longer ours; a droplet of knowledge already being absorbed within the swelling ocean of the Culture’s experience.
Even Li had quieted down.He held his elections, but only a few people were indulgent enough to vote, and we just did it to humour him.Disappointed, Li declared himself the ship’s captain in exile (no, I never understood that either), and left it at that.He took to betting against the ship on horse races, ball games and football matches.The ship must have been fixing the odds, because it ended up owing Li a ridiculous amount of money.Li insisted on being paid so the ship fashioned him a flawless cut diamond the size of his fist.It was his, the ship told him.A gift; he could own it. (Li lost interest in it after that though, and tended to leave it lying around the social spaces; I stubbed a toe on it at least twice.In the end he got the ship to leave the stone in orbit around Neptune on our way out of the system; a joke.)
I spent a lot of time on the ship playing Tsartas music, though more to compose myself than anything else. [*14*]
I had my Grand Tour, like most of the others on the ship, so spent a day or so in all the places I wanted to see; I saw sunrise from the top of Khufu and sunset from Ayers Rock.I watched a pride of lions laze and play in Ngorongoro, and the tabular bergs calve from the Ross ice shelf; I watched condors in the Andes, musk ox on the tundra, polar bears on the Arctic ice and jaguars slinking through the jungle.I skated on Lake Baykal, dived over the Great Barrier Reef, strolled along the Great Wall, rowed across Dal and Titicaca, climbed Mount Fuji, took a mule down the Grand Canyon, swam with the whales off Baja California, and hired a gondola to cruise round Venice, through the cold mists of winter under a sky that to me looked old and tired and worn.
I know some people did go to the ruins at Angkor, safety guaranteed by the ship, its drones and knife missiles but not I.No more could I visit the Potala, however much I wanted to.
We were due for a couple of months R R on an Orbital in Trohoase cluster; standard procedure after immersion in a place like Earth.Certainly, I wasn’t in the mood for any more exploring for a while; I was drained, sleeping five or six hours a night and dreaming heavily, as though the pressure of artifically crammed information I’d started out with as briefing – combined with everything I’d experienced personally – was too much for my poor head, and it was leaking out when my guard was down.
I’d given up on the ship.Earth was going to be a Control; I’d failed.Even the fall-back position, of waiting until Armageddon, was disallowed.I argued it out with the ship in a crew assembly, but couldn’t even carry the human vote with me.The Arbitrary copied to the Bad For Business and the rest, but I think it was just being kind; nothing I said made any difference.So I made music, took my Grand Tour, and slept a lot.I finished my Tour, and said goodbye to Earth, on the cliffs of a chilly, wind-swept Thira, looking out over the shattered caldera to where the ruby-red sun met the Mediterranean; a livid plasma island sinking in the wine-dark sea.Cried.
So I wasn’t at all pleased when the ship asked me to hit dirt for one last time.
‘But I don’t want to.’
‘Well, that’s all right, if you’re quite sure.I’m not asking you to do it for your own good, I must admit, but I did promise Linter I’d ask, and he did seem quite anxious to see you before we left.’
‘Oh but why ?What does he want from me?’
‘He wouldn’t say.I didn’t talk to him all that long.I sent a drone down to tell him we were leaving soon, and he said he would only talk to you.I told him I’d ask but I couldn’t guarantee anything he was adamant though; only you.He won’t talk to me.Oh well.Such is life.Not to worry.I’ll tell him you won’t -‘ the small unit started to drift away, but I pulled it back.