{"id":143,"date":"2008-05-27T11:57:00","date_gmt":"2008-05-27T19:57:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rifters.com\/crawl\/?p=143"},"modified":"2008-05-27T11:57:00","modified_gmt":"2008-05-27T19:57:00","slug":"serpents-tooth","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rifters.com\/crawl\/?p=143","title":{"rendered":"Serpent&#8217;s Tooth"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>You sent us out here.  We do this for you.  We break this painstaking trail, crawl across the universe while time itself runs down; we spin the webs and tie the knots and open the doors, then scuttle away before the light of your coming turns us into plasma.<\/p>\n<p>Is it too much to ask, that you might talk to us now and then?<\/p>\n<p>I know about evolution, and engineering.  I know how much you&#8217;ve changed over a billion years.  I&#8217;ve seen our portals give birth to gods and demons and creatures we can&#8217;t begin to comprehend.  I&#8217;ve seen things I still can&#8217;t believe were ever human; alien hitchikers, perhaps, riding the rails we&#8217;ve left behind.  Alien conquerers.<\/p>\n<p>Exterminators too, if I&#8217;m not mistaken.<\/p>\n<p>But I&#8217;ve also seen those gates stay dark and empty until they faded from our sight.  We&#8217;ve infered diebacks and dark ages, civilizations burned to the ground and others risen from their ashes\u2014 and sometimes, the things that come out afterwards look a little like the ships <i>we<\/i> might have built, back in the day.  They speak to each other\u2014 radio, laser, carrier neutrinos\u2014 and sometimes their voices sound something like ours.  There was a time we dared to hope that they really <i>were<\/i> like us, that the circle had come round again and closed on beings we could talk to.  I&#8217;ve lost count of the times we tried to break the ice.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve lost count of the eons since we gave up.<\/p>\n<p>A noninterference imperative, maybe?  A nature preserve?  Mustn&#8217;t interfere, mustn&#8217;t talk with the savages, mustn&#8217;t contaminate their quaint cultural worldviews.  <i>What<\/i> culture, you imperious assholes?  We&#8217;re stuck on a flying <i>mountain<\/i>, we&#8217;re riding a black hole to the ends of the universe so that <i>you<\/i> can frolic in our wake like spoiled children.  The mission kills us off one by one, and we make do, really:  we mix-and-match our replacements from bits of leftover genes, try to keep the Chimp from indoctrinating new generations with its own simpleminded vision of <i>mission priorities<\/i>.  We&#8217;ve given our fucking <i>lives<\/i> for you, given a thousand lives, each one sliced into a thousand brief bright moments and strung out along a billion years.  All so that you can step between the stars in an instant.<\/p>\n<p>All these iterations of humanity fading behind us.  All these hybrids and posthumans and immortals, gods and catatonic cavemen trapped in magical chariots they can&#8217;t begin to understand, and not <i>one<\/i> of them ever pointed a comm laser in our direction to say <i>Hey, how&#8217;s it going<\/i>, or <i>Guess what? We cured Damascus Disease!<\/i> or even <i>Thanks, guys, keep up the good work.<\/i><\/p>\n<p>We&#8217;re not some fucking cargo cult.  We&#8217;re the backbone of your goddamn empire.  You wouldn&#8217;t even be out here if it weren&#8217;t for us.<\/p>\n<p>And more than all of that, you\u2014 you&#8217;re our <i>children<\/i>.  Whatever you are, whatever you&#8217;ve become, you were once like <i>this<\/i>.<\/p>\n<p>My sons.  My daughters.  Why have you forsaken me?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>You sent us out here. We do this for you. We break this painstaking trail, crawl across the universe while time itself runs down; we spin the webs and tie the knots and open the doors, then scuttle away before the light of your coming turns us into plasma. Is it too much to ask, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[27],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-143","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fiblet"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rifters.com\/crawl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/143","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rifters.com\/crawl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rifters.com\/crawl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rifters.com\/crawl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rifters.com\/crawl\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=143"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.rifters.com\/crawl\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/143\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rifters.com\/crawl\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=143"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rifters.com\/crawl\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=143"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rifters.com\/crawl\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=143"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}