Ragnarok by moonlight
An object falls from
the sky. How to respond?
Obviously, it is an
evil god, to be worshipped "by staying away."
Of course, it is a
meteorite, easily explained by modern scientific methods.
Two world views -
the sacred and the profane.
One is a story to
tell around the camp fire - or in a warm bar - over a mug of ale.
The other, a
question in need of an answer and a paper in need of publication in a
respectable scientific journal, to be shelved in a forgotten corner of the
library, gathering dust as it is read by no one.
The locals are not
American and will not be persuaded or bought; too superstitious to want
anything to do with disturbing an evil god.
Fortunately, not all
the Norsemen are Norwegian. One was "born and raised in Pensacola"
and will go as soon as a price is agreed.
All religious faith,
we are told, is but the living of life by superstition.
There is no desire in the Norsemen to discover what it really is that fell from
the sky. They choose to allow their superstition to keep them in ignorance.
The Americans, with
their faith placed firmly in the science that will provide them answers,
literally go crashing into the dark. And death follows with them.
What they find is a
naval vessel on board which "Time got lost!"
But, of course, it
isn't possible to lose time. It is, after all, a "universal
invariant." (cf. Pilot)
With no ready
answers to hand, the scientism begins to slip. Captain Barclay's death is
"more than rapid aging… It's almost as if he's turning into a pillar of
salt." It seems nobody told him not to look back!
Surely, there must
be a prevailing theory? Free radicals! They just want to connect. Oh, and steal
an electron. Useful for neutralising viruses and bacteria, they can, however,
get rowdy and the party ends with the house destroyed.
But, nope, it's not
them! It's in the water!
The guy from
Pensacola was wrong. Sure, first it was one thing, then another and, boy, are
these two full of theories? But, they figured it out before they died.
Those Norsemen, too
superstitious to put to sea? They're safely back in Tildeskan, downing another
round of ale as they listen to the stories of the sea. Whatever they believe
in, it no longer requires human sacrifice. The days of offering up entire enemy
armies to Odin
are long past.
The worshippers at
the altar of science scoff and ridicule those who retain some belief in the old
stories. Look at the death and destruction lying in the wake of the good ship
Religion, they say!
Of course, we can't
look at the bodies of those who died at Hiroshima and Nagasaki, for like the
aliens, their bodies disappeared upon death!
Where's Tildeskan? I
fancy an ale!
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