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                        Mt. Holz Science Fiction Society
                    Club Notice - 9/19/97 -- Vol. 16, No. 12

       MT Chair/Librarian:
                     Mark Leeper   MT 3E-433  732-957-5619 mleeper@lucent.com
       HO Chair:     John Jetzt    MT 2E-530  732-957-5087 jetzt@lucent.com
       HO Librarian: Nick Sauer    HO 4F-427  732-949-7076 njs@lucent.com
       Distinguished Heinlein Apologist:
                     Rob Mitchell  MT 2D-536  732-957-6330 rlmitchell1@lucent.com
       Factotum:     Evelyn Leeper MT 3E-433  732-957-2070 eleeper@lucent.com
       Back issues at http://www.geocities.com/Athens/4824
       All material copyright by author unless otherwise noted.

       The Science Fiction Association of Bergen County meets on the
       second Saturday of every month in Upper Saddle River; call
       201-933-2724 for details.  The New Jersey Science Fiction Society
       meets on the third Saturday of every month in Belleville; call
       201-432-5965 for details.  The Denver Area Science Fiction
       Association meets 7:30 PM on the third Saturday of every month at
       Southwest State Bank, 1380 S. Federal Blvd.

       1. URLs of the week:
       http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/6960/alaska.htm and
       http://www.geocities.com/Athens/4824/alaska.htm.
       Our trip logs for Alaska.  [-ecl]

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       2. In Vancouver, where I  visited  recently,  there  is  a  Chinese
       Cultural Center with a big Chinese gate.  Behind it is a small park
       with a pond and duck and very large carp.   Now  a  lot  of  people
       would just look at this and continue with their business.  And they
       might be better off.  But I am not a  lot  of  people.   I  started
       trying to see the pond from the point of view of the carp.

       It strikes me that to a fish, a duck is a weird fish that hugs  the
       top  and  has  two big funny-shaped fins.  Sometimes the weird fish
       will disappear entirely into the above-the-surface world.  Sometime
       it will just materialize from no place.  When you are a fish you no
       longer have a law of conservation of matter.  You can be staring at
       the  surface, which for you is the edge of you world and suddenly a
       creature will be there where there was  none  before.   It  is  one
       thing being a large carp that no duck would attack, but for smaller
       fish this could be a pretty scary situation.
       Of course, some fish would know there is more to  the  world  above
       the  surface.   For  them the above-the-surface world is probably a
       source of wonder.  There  are  some  fish  that  realize  there  is
       something in the other world and funny creatures up there.

       Most have no idea.  They just look in  wonder  as  some  pieces  of
       floating  food  actually pull fish into the strange world above the
       surface.  Some of these fish  disappear  forever,  some  come  back
       someplace  else.   And  those  fish that come back have a real fish
       story to tell if only they could figure out how.  I  guess  we  are
       getting  into  the  realm of piscine theology.  Flying fish must be
       mystics among fish.  They routinely jump  into  the  mystic  world,
       take a quick look at it, and return to the real world.

       Take a look at the movie JAWS again, but  from  the  point  of  the
       shark.   The  shark  knew  there was a world above because he could
       stick his head out to see.  But this shark, who we are told is  one
       smart  fish,  is  actually caught in a life and death struggle with
       creatures from that other world above the surface.  All  the  shark
       knows  is  it  is eating food as it has to do--and it is pretty bad
       food, a lot of bones and almost no meat-- and suddenly it has a new
       friend.   The friend from beyond the surface.  I say friend because
       it is certainly dropping tasty food down, the surface  aliens  call
       it  "chum."   Suddenly the aliens attach it, trying to pull it into
       the other world.  "Barrels" are nothing more than surface  huggers,
       or  strange  devices  that  try to hug the surface if you pull them
       down.  The aliens try to shoot sharp pieces of metal  into  you  to
       tie  you to these top- huggers.  Now you know you are in a life and
       death struggle with these aliens who are invading your space.   You
       can  no  longer escape.  You have to kill the aliens.  But what are
       they?  And why are they attacking you?  It  makes  no  sense.   You
       have  to  think how to fight back.  Think.  What you see of them is
       mostly this big hard shell of their attack ship with  the  spinning
       flesh-cutter at the back end.  That's not where the enemy but it is
       where your enemy is attacking you from.  Think.   The  aliens  drop
       into  your  world  in  some sort of funny square bubble with a hard
       shell around them.  You can tear up the bubble but the alien inside
       swims  away.   Your  only  hope is to destroy the alien craft.  You
       jump on it with the full force of your weight.   Just  the  tipping
       pulls  one  alien  into  your mouth.  Serves him right.  Go for the
       last invader!  He's put something in your mouth.  You  can't  close
       your  mouth.  He's wedged your jaws open.  Can you bite through it?
       What the...  [-mrl]

                                          Mark Leeper
                                          MT 3E-433 732-957-5619
                                          mleeper@lucent.com

            Politics, n. strife of interests masqueradading
            as a contest of principles.
                                                -- Ambrose Bierce