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Monday, 28 September 2026
Escape, Fight And Flight
Two Mid-Narrative POV Shifts
In "The Star Beast":
Avi, already distraught, comes face to face with a tiger and almost screams but then realizes that this can only be her friend, Harol, who had become a tiger and whom she had fed raw meat when he had visited her in this form. This is Avi's pov (point of view).
Without any break in the narrative, she addresses him and he remembers sounds which we, the readers, recognize as words although they have become meaningless to him. This is his pov.
Thoas looks at Ankhsenamen and finds her:
The Old Days
"Son of the Sword."
In ancient Egypt, someone thinks:
"Truly the old days were gone." (p. 116)
Has that been thought in every age? In 464 AD, another character thinks:
A local Asian businessman remarked, "The younger generation have a different attitude." I replied, "Usman, I am seventy-three [or whatever age I was at the time] and people have been saying that since I was seven!" However, I think that he had a point. He was of the generation that had come to Britain and had set up businesses and established themselves. Of course the next generation who grew up here had a different attitude! But that is a one-off case.
But nevertheless we are always remembering the old days and the times:
"...when all the world was young." (p. xiii) (See here.)
Sunday, 27 September 2026
Revisiting "Son of the Sword"
After Pharaoh's burial, his widow stands in what had been their bedroom and wonders how long she has to live. She thinks:
"He has not come..." (p. 103)
Does she expect an apparition of the dead? No. The text clarifies that she has sent for someone living who has not yet responded - also that her husband was Tutankhamen.
A breeze enters the room - winds or breezes are constant companions of Poul Anderson's characters - and she thinks:
"I am afraid to die..." (ibid.)
- echoing a sentiment expressed in "The Star Beast," which we have just reread.
This widow might have become superfluous now that her husband is dead. Someone enters the room.
OK. The scene is set. That is the first page of the text. Let's take a break and do something else before proceeding any further.
For more on this story, see also:
Forwards And Backwards In Time
on p. 102, a man who has been transformed into a tiger confronts a woman, many centuries in our future;
on p. 103, "They had buried Pharaoh..."
p. 102 concludes an sf story whereas p. 103 opens a historical fiction story. In a Poul Anderson collection, we can jump forwards or backwards by many centuries just by concluding one narrative and commencing another. The next story after these two, "Flight to Forever," is again sf and is about time travel, which enables the characters themselves to traverse centuries and millennia. Anything is possible.
See:
- as preparation for another rereading of "Son of the Sword," the story that begins just after Pharaoh's burial.
Onwards (and sometimes pastwards).
Two Texts Worth Rereading
Saturday, 26 September 2026
Military Virtues
"The Star Beast."
Responding to the Procyonites, Ramacan reflects that:
nations that have known only war glorify military virtues;
a militaristic state avoids peace, leisure and prosperity but instead controls its population and maintains its rule by further conquests;
the Procyonites, now capable only of fighting, have become beasts of prey.
My reflection is that it is not only militaristic states that control their populations by directing their attention outward against an external enemy!
Conflicts against external enemies are reflected in popular fiction. James Bond must fight SMERSH, SPECTRE, Blofeld as an individual, then the KGB. Full circle. There would have been no shortage of new villains if the series had continued after the Cold War although Bond himself was approaching retirement age. Patrick McGoohan in The Prisoner and Alan Moore in V For Vendetta turned their attention towards enemies that were not external, an idea that would have been both incomprehensible and antithetical to a regime like that of the Procyonites.
Cold And Gloom
Bombardment from space has destroyed the advanced technology that had sustained a leisured global civilization and has instantly reduced Terrestrials to savagery:
Memories And Time
There is a lot more in this story than we had realized on a first reading.
The Procyonite, Felgi, quizzes Ramacan about some practical aspects of immortality:
"'Don't you have trouble keeping your memories straight?'" (p. 76)
This question is discussed at greater length in some later novels by Anderson. Ramacan and some later characters have their memories edited but it has been suggested in our combox that a brain might just forget chunks of its memories naturally.
"'How about the apparent acceleration of time with age?'" (ibid.)
We usually give our age in years and do not specify additional months, e.g., "I am 76," not "I am 76 and 9 months." Some Asimov characters living well into their second century say, e.g., "I am in my twelfth decade," and leave it at that. To someone who lives for millennia, even the passing centuries would come to seem unimportant. However, Ramacan's reply is unexpected and interesting:
"'That was bad after the first couple of centuries but then it seemed to flatten out, the nervous system adapted to it.'" (ibid.)
- which seems plausible. Nevertheless, the immortals procastinate and feel that:
"'...a day seems too short a time to get anything done.'" (ibid.)
Sf writers anticipate what life might be like in future.
A Last Word On Death?
Only the last man or woman on or off Earth will have the last word on anything but we can each have our own last word. Moments before his death, Ramacan thinks:
"As for him, he had had many centuries of life, and he realized now what a deep inward weariness there had been in him. Death, he thought, death is the longest voyage of all. Without death there is no evolution, no real meaning to life, the ultimate adventure has been snatched away." (pp. 98-99)
Without death, we would eventually forget our earlier lives and effectively become different people in any case. This is the unique and unexamined predicament of Edgar Rice Burroughs' character, John Carter.
Meanwhile, Avi, whom we quoted before, remains in denial: