New-Humans Metamorphosis Chronicles
Smart Eyes
by Ron S. Nolan, Ph.D.
New-Humans Lunar Base
Earth View Charter Prep School
Principal’s Office
Year 2112
The principal looked at the
teenager with alarm. She couldn’t tell
if Clarissa always made gulping sounds when she cried, or if she was having
some sort of attack. The one fifth Earth lunar gravity occasionally had strange effects on humans—especially
those born and raised on high-G planets.
Clarissa was seated on an antique chair
made of actual wood, head in her hands, shoulders shaking. She was crying...and gulping for air. The hatch slid up into the ceiling and
the principal rose to greet Torch Sanders, Station Captain and Clarissa’s
father. His long, thin frame was a dead
giveaway that he was born off planet and the realization that this was the
actual living grandson of Luna founders, Torch Sanders and Astra
Sturtevant—Both Earth and Luna heroes!—made her need to mentally suppress the adrenaline
spike that surged whenever she saw Captain Sanders in the flesh.
Torch shook her slim, semi-metallic hand and asks, “Not again. Cheating? So how did she cheat? It would be obvious if she was interfacing with the Galaxy Wide Web during the exam, so rule that out. That only leaves Thought Theft, I hope I am wrong."
The principal stated,
“Unfortunately, that is exactly what she did and she violated about half of the class. I am guessing, but she may
have thought that quick mini-nano event intrusions would go undetected. She was wrong. Our IP supervisor traced her connection right to her seat on the back row. Maybe she should have actually read and understood some articles
on thought theft detection before experimenting on our class?”
“Luckily we are on Luna where the
Luna State government has given us more latitude on dealing with TT. On earth, there are mandatory criminal
penalties. Clarissa would likely be
under arrest by now if she lived on Earth.”
The principal reluctantly
continued, “Unfortunately Captain, this is Clarissa’s third thought theft
offense. We must expel her for six
solar months. TT is a serious
crime I ‘m sorry, there is nothing I
can do, but she must learn her lesson this time, or face permanent expulsion,”
Torch sat next to his daughter
and put his arm around her. “Look at
me honey.”
“I can’t dad. she turned off my
eyes!”
The principal handed Torch a
pen-laser which he flashedinto each of Clarissa’s eyes. He asked, “How’s that?”
Clarissa turned and glared at her
father. “It’s not fair. How are we supposed to remember all those
facts and dates and people’s names? Why
should we have to? She even made us do
arithmetic by hand. How stupid is
that?”
The principal had been silently
watching from Behind Torch’s folder. But this was a sore spot and she
interjected, “That is the problem. All
kids know how to do today is search and file.
They always think that they can come back and assimilate the content later,
but somehow they never do. So we are
raising a new generation that is expert at retrieving information, but clueless as to how things actually work and very little awareness
as to how ideas fit together and interrelate.
The entire emergent universe of synergistic thinking is lost to
them. All they know are the tag words
for part A and part B, but cannot imagine what might happen if they put them
together. So A+B only equals A+B. Part
C never emerges.”
Aboard the shuttle tram whisking back to the
main base,Torch asked, “How did you do it?
How did you access all of those thought neural feeds?”
Well, Dad if you really don’t
agree with the principal that I am an idiot, I will show you. But, I will have to hack back into the lab’s new
quantum computer. It is the only one
ever to have enough processing power to handle that amount of real time
throughput to enable Thought access via artificial eye circuitry. That is why the checks were
so brief, I only allowed a few nano seconds to receive, analyze, and store
their visual--based thoughts. It had to be fast in order to penetrate the blackout barrier that came up when the test started--and of course avoid detection. I still don’t know how the school caught on.
“You hacked into our new
Quant? I have been assured that Quant is impossible to hack...plus that’s totally illegal and could really mess things with our new research. Do you realize that the Quant was specially
designed to search for what the theorists call the ‘Spirit Guide
Particle.” If successful, we may
finally understand a whole range paranormal phenomena.”
“Yes, Dad. I have been following the SGP project. Actually I would rather explore that world, then memorize a bunch of stuff to
pass a test. That’s why I spied on my
classmates--to get time for more important things.”
“Clarissa, I had no idea you were
so tech-literate. I admit that I am
impressed that you could gain access to our highly protected system to begin
with, but that doesn’t mean I approve of your hacking, or spying or cheating no
matter how much talent you have.”
“Dad, It really wasn’t that
hard. Luckily half of my classmates
have artificial eyes like mine. It was
like looking out a window like this and seeing all the air domes flash by--but in this case they were answers to the test questions. These New-Humans EyeSeeAll Vision Systems
are fantastic and are perfect for Luna.
When are you going to break down and get some?”
“No thanks, my bio eyes are just
fine. Alright, Clarissa I have a
proposition for you. Starting next
shift, you will assist the SGV team.
Dr. French will fill you in on your duties tomorrow. Get some rest...and please dress sensibly
for the lab, none of that weird stuff you and your friends like to wear.” And no more illegal hacking or we’ll ship
you to the dark side where your infrared sensors will come in handy.”
“Oh, Dad. You wouldn’t do that! See you tomorrow.”
This chapter of the Metamorphosis Chronicles was inspired by an article in the New-Humans Longevity News, "New Developments in Vision."
For those who may be curious about the prio adventures of Torch and Astra, check out our screenplay ‘White Hot’ which is patiently awaiting discovery at Amazon Studios.
For those who may be curious about the prio adventures of Torch and Astra, check out our screenplay ‘White Hot’ which is patiently awaiting discovery at Amazon Studios.
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