Monday, May 11, 2015

Frank Herbert's Lasting Legacy



According to Listverse, “Dune is thought to be the single best-selling sci-fi novel of all time” (Dayton).

Frank Herbert, born October 8, 1920 in Tacoma, Washington, was, according to a web biography, “A journalist, ecologist, conservationist, Science Fiction writer, and fantasist. Herbert lived most of his life in the Pacific Ocean states area of California, Washington, and Hawaii. Frank was a scientist, in fact if not in degree, and studied undersea geology, psychology, navigation, and jungle botany. Herbert's acreage on Olympic Peninsula in Washington State was turned into a self-supporting ecology and demonstration project (Frank Herbert).

Herbert’s opus, the Dune Saga, dealt with the many areas of his very interesting life. There had been epic sagas before Dune, notably The Lord of the Rings series, and there would be epic sagas after, i.e., Star Wars. Dune influenced Star Wars with some of the ongoing themes (religion, class structure, politics, The Force, etc).

But what does it all mean?  How could a world imagined in 1965 possibly hold any relevance to today? The mere fact this world still fascinates us 50 years after it’s inauguration, the fact it IS still relevant today, bestows upon it the undeniable rank of “classic”. And we can learn—even today, we can learn.

Some of the major symbolism used throughout the series is defined below.

“Spice”—melange—could be beneficial or detrimental to humans depending upon its use. In limited use (such as sugar in your morning coffee), it granted the user health, prolonged life and limited prescience. Addiction level use “marked” the addict with fathomless, blue-in-blue eyes; it still prolonged life and granted limited prescience, but it began to exact its own cost upon the user.  At saturation levels, it created Guildsmen—formerly human—who could “fold” space with their minds alone. These former humans were doomed to live in special tanks, constantly surrounded in the spice gas. They were incapable of living a normal life; they had traded that life for the Guild. In women, the purest form of spice transformed a Bene Gesserit trained female into a Reverend Mother—IF the Reverend Mother candidate was able to bodily convert the chemical within her body before it killed her. The odor was unmistakeable-cinnamon.

WHY is spice so symbolic? It can only be mined on one planet in the entire known universe-Arrakis, also known as Dune. A place where there is never a drop of rain and hasn’t been in recorded history. Control of the spice is everything. We’ve all heard the saying, “The spice must flow”. This is where the saying came from.

But what does spice mean to US, here and now, in today’s world? Frank Herbert used spice to illustrate the fragility of ecosystems on a planet-wide basis. Spice could be water or oil in today’s vernacular. It’s not until the end of the third book in the series that we understand the cycle of worm, desert and spice. It’s not until far later in the series, when we are well into the sets of pre-quels written by Herbert’s son Bryan, just exactly what that cycle is.

Arrakis was once a lush, blue water world. The worms adapted to this water world in an unusual way. In its earliest stage, it needed the water to grow; as it grew, water became poison. Each spice blow—harvest—drew a worm to it. Any water, any MOISTURE, was sealed off by the early stage of the worm to protect the adult worm. Over time, this led to a desert planet. The spice itself was the “eggs” of the next generation. Paul Atreides understood this at a rudimentary level. The Fremen wished to turn Arrakis into a lush paradise again and had begun a generations-long plan to do so, not realizing that should this happen, the worm—and the spice—would be gone forever. Purposeful meddling in a planet’s ecology rendered what appeared to be a lifeless, worthless ball of sand—with the exception of spice. Continued purposeful meddling would bring paradise back while killing the creation all mankind needed for its very survival.  Without spice, there would be no Bene Gesserit, no Mentats, no intergalactic travel. It’s a powerful message for those who, even today, wish to meddle with Mother Nature. Spice, then, can be equated with water and/or oil now.

This one substance leads to galaxy wide power struggles, political intrigue, the substitution of logic for love…exactly what we see in today’s world.

Paul is only the beginning…he IS the Kwisatz Haderach the Bene Gesserit is breeding toward. But his son, Leto II, is the Kralizec, the scouring.

Dune’s ultimate impact, it’s ultimate appeal, is the Hero/Messiah story of needing someone to save us from ourselves…and what happens when we’re too late and have followed the wrong leaders, letting loose an uncontrollable bureaucracy. Exactly where we are today.

Let’s hope—and pray—Herbert’s influence and legacy lead us to caution instead of excess overreaction.

Your Life Is Just Beginning



 Can you think of a substance, one single substance that the entire world depends on? A substance that can grant the user mild prescience, extended heath and age with moderate use and destroy a person physically while simultaneously granting immense prescience, and extreme long life with addiction level use?

And can you imagine there is only one place this substance exists in its natural form? That this substance can’t be duplicated because, despite all the technological advances in the world, it isn’t understood well enough TO duplicate it? That space travel would be impossible without it? That a suitcase filled with this substance could buy a planet?

Can you imagine a world without computers? Where specially trained men and women ARE the computers? Where computers are actually OUTLAWED?

Go out into your garden after a good, soaking rain.  See those earthworms? What if just one of those earthworms was a city block long and four stories high, with a tough outer skin? A skin that could be manipulated with special hooks, you could climb UP the ropes that hang from those hooks and RIDE that worm? Oh, and this particular earthworm has a mouth full of razor sharp teeth.

Think about the hottest, most desolate place on earth, covered in sand and very sparse vegetation. Now imagine that’s your whole world. There is never any rain; never any snow. No precipitation of any sort. Ever. No polar ice caps, no shining seas, just….sand. So many different types of sand…fine sand, powder sand, drum sand, hard packed sand, dry quick sand… Just sand.

This is your future.

You come from a privileged, noble class and you live on a planet filled with water, fishing, wonders of the deep. You want for nothing.  You have been educated beyond belief by private tutors, and not just in books but in politics, defense, weaponry, chivalric arts. Your parents are not married because, while they love each other, it isn’t politically expedient. Your father is well loved by others in his class, and is known as a straight shooter—handsome, honest, loyal, truthful. Yet, he inspires jealousy by his very goodness, jealousy from the ruler.

Your mother has been educated in a women’s only school, a very mysterious school, where she has learned the fine art of intrigue, exceptional physical control over each and every one of her bodily systems—nerves, muscles, sweat glands-EVERYTHING. Along with the lessons your father ordered for you, she taught you as she was taught, something she was forbidden to do-yet she did anyway. She is as beautiful as your father is handsome.

You are 15 years old. You have been groomed to be a Hero. And your life along that path is just beginning.

You are Paul Atreides, son of Duke Leto Atreides and the Lady Jessica, bound concubine to the Duke. Your family has just been ordered to leave the family planet of water rich Caladan to take control of the fiefdom of Arrakis, the desert planet known as “Dune” and the sole source of mélange.

Your own Padishah Emperor, Shaddam IV, has issued this order out of jealousy, and, in collusion with the hated Harkonnens and the Spacing Guild, has set your family up for assassination and extinction.

Your life is just beginning.

Sunday, May 10, 2015

How Do You Begin to Describe A Plausible Alternate Reality?



When one mentions science fiction, the big names come to mind-H. G. Wells, Isaac Asimov, Arthur C. Clarke, Jules Verne, Robert Heinlein, Ray Bradbury. There are, however, at least two more, two who have come into their own—one for epic science fiction, whose writing spans, literally, millennia and one who wrote quirky, fun science fiction. I refer, of course, to Frank Herbert, the brilliant mind that gave us the world of Dune, and Douglas Adams with his quirky Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy “trilogy of 5 books”. On a side note, one of many of Adams’ claim to fame was writing for Dr. Who in 1978-1979 (4th Doctor; Tom Baker) (Contributors).

I was first introduced to science fiction by my father, with the advent of “StarTrek”. It was NOT an easy introduction. At that time (1965), I was four and was more interested in “The Flintstones” than in some stupid space ship, and “The Flintstones” ran opposite “Star Trek” in prime time. It came on once a week-as did “The Flintstones”. We didn’t see re-runs until summer, with new seasons starting the first week of September, or, right round Labor Day.  A television set was still considered a luxury item and boy were you rich if you could afford a color television! There were 3 national broadcast channels, an independent channel and, where we lived, often an emergency channel. Morning shows, Saturday morning cartoons and the Wonderful World of Disney were allowed to me and my siblings; our parents ruled the television after that. In hindsight, it’s easy to see why Star Trek would appeal to my parents, but then, at four, I wanted “The Flintstones”.

When my father wasn’t indulging his mind in Star Trek, he was reading, often one of the masters listed above. But this master, MY favorite master, wasn’t even on my father’s radar.

MY master was Frank Herbert. The flagship of his epic world, Dune, wasn’t published until 1965. Dune Messiah (1969), Children of Dune (1976), God Emperor of Dune (1981), Heretics of Dune (1984) and Chapterhouse Dune (1985) soon followed. Dune won the Hugo Award in 1966 and the inaugural Nebula Award for Best Novel, also in 1966.

The world of Dune is multi-layered and multi-faceted. It covers the themes of good and evil, ecology, evolution, artificial intelligence and the banning thereof, as well as the banning of complex computers; political machinations and intrigues; nobility; native peoples; scarcity of resources necessary for basic life in this world; love; power; politics; messiahs; religious manipulations; ancient feuds and epic battles; self-sacrifice and selfishness; cult legends and coming of age. It takes place 21,000 years in our future.

It is HUGE. The effect of Dune on our popular culture, not to mention Herbert’s impact on contemporary writers, is far-reaching-all the way to that galaxy far, far away.

It is quite safe to say Frank Herbert is not only A master of this genre; he is THE master of this genre.