Stephen's Secure Blog #416
These stories about Stephen began was when he was 10 years old, and
moving to a new part of the country to attend a special school for
gifted students, in the 1950's. This was from a time before computers
would fit on a desk, and when people communicated with friends in other
countries by actual letters sent through the postal service. He wrote
225 of them to a friend. He stopped writing to his penpal, but found he
still wanted to record his life, in case he lost his memory again, and
wrote 30 entries in his first logbook. Then he wrote to an artificial
intelligence called Geenee, in the master computer in his school for
gifted students, which he started attending in 2016. Now it's after
2018, and he's continuing to save his memories in a secure blog.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stephen is 22 in this story, in Spring of year 12 of his special school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #416 "Bill Again"
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I was asked to meet with the AG. Rose was with me, to their surprise.
He said to me, "I'm asking for your help in the investigation of those
in this situation. I don't want to, and I think you might not want to,
but if we don't, well, we don't want to have to say why." I said "Yes.
I already did say it, and you will have trouble using any evidence I
could gather. I could compel them to tell the truth, but I don't know
how well that will stand up in court." He said "I agree with all of
that. The only good option I see is to use what you can find out, to
pressure them into a confession. Or turn one of them for immunity." I
gestured to Rose. He looked her, inquiringly. Rose told him what she
had worked on. He said "Thanks! That will help a lot. I see why you're
here. A tag team!" I said "We did wrestle with that idea." He laughed.
I said, wiggling my eyebrows, "And literally." He laughed harder, and
more, after Rose poked me. I gave him a set of memory cards of things
he would want to know.
By appointment, I had a meeting with Bill. His son was there. I asked
why. His son said "I want to go with you on your next trip with my
father." I said "Why do you want to do that?" He said "It must be
amazing!" I said "True, but that's so, as most people might tell you,
for being with me when I do most anything." His father laughed well. I
said "So, what's different from that, or even interesting, about going
to the Moon and Mars to pick up some dirt?" He said "You aren't going
to those other planets?" I said "Been there, done that. My friends
there aren't display objects. Most are important people who don't have
the time or desire to be involved with rubbernecked sightseers. And my
presence there, being how well known and respected there I am, causes
disruptions that I don't really want to cause unnecessarily. It just
wouldn't be fair to them." He sighed with dejection, and said, "I
understand. Thanks for explaining." He got up to go. I stood, and we
shook hands. He left.
I said to Bill, "He doesn't really understand." He said "True. He
doesn't. I think he wanted to go, so he could boast to his friends
about it, and I DO appreciate that motivation!" I grinned, and said,
"Me, too. But for us, there is much more." He nodded. I said "And I
would have had to prevent him from talking. Convincing him that your
life could be in danger, might force him into showing how much that
actually means to him." He said "I had thought of that." I said "So you
wanted to make ME the bad cop." He grinned, and said, "Exactly!" I said
"I don't mind, but I didn't do all you wanted with him, arguing too
effectively, before I would have needed to go all the way." He said
"Situation Manager! Yes, I've done some research on you." I said "Which
you should have, before you asked to go." He said "Right. Guilty as
charged. Speaking of that, you turned one of the conspirators." I said
"Nope. Didn't. Rose did, after I told her that one was a reluctant
draftee." He said "Oh. I forget you have students who are Adepts." I
said "People do, and that's intentional. I'm the front man for good
reasons. I had to come out in the open to free Tibet. All else has come
from that. I'm the only one who is really in the open, so all the heat
for being who we are, is focused on ME, so my associates can lead as
close to normal private lives as they can. But, they are all genius and
super genius Adepts who are the best educated, physically capable,
ethical people in history, who can do almost all I can do, and often,
just as well. And many of them are actually doing that on Earth, and
all over the galaxy, as we speak, for the good of all." He said "Wow!"
I said "We say that, too. Often."
I said "For your information, Rose is my most advanced student, and
after I'm gone, will be the most intelligent and powerful adult person
in the known galaxy. Her mother isn't too displeased about that." He
laughed. He said "Is that why you married her, your best student?" I
said "No. There are things about my associates you won't be able to
understand, and more, about me. My love is absolute. For EVERYBODY.
That's right. I can't love her more than I love every single person. My
love is infinite for every single person. Sexuality, included. I'm
straight, but that doesn't affect my love. I married her, because I was
adopted into the Navajo nation, after visiting her family. She staked
her claim on me then, and metaphorically beat off all the others,
before she was ever my direct student. We never had any doubt we would
marry, and have children of the Navajo. That was just to be. But, among
us, we share all our love equally, we who constantly feel each others'
emotions." He said "Double wow!" I said "Right. In the past, Adepts
hardly ever married, and never to each other, because they didn't
usually want children. Pregnancy and child rearing can significantly
affect Adept abilities. There weren't enough Adepts in any one place to
offer much choice for mates, and to marry a regular person would be
very difficult, having to keep much of who we are from them. But after
our marriage, and how well it's worked out, and with children, that
situation has become something of a contagious disease. Right. More
marriages and children. Intentional cross pollination, too, to increase
the Adept gene pool. Geniuses value logic, not primitive social
customs. No, Rose isn't going to have any more children until after I'm
gone. She doesn't want to leave a young child fatherless."
He said "So that's true, too." I said "We are unable to lie." He said
"But you sure are good at misdirection! I'm very brave? I wasn't even
there!" I grinned, and said, "But I'm sure you noticed I added
justification for that, with the offworld trip." He said "I did.
Thanks. Are you doing any of that cross pollinating?" I said "We
maintain a private sperm back, and I make regular deposits. So do all
of our males who can produce it, for posterity. I think you want to
know if I'm screwing everybody. I wouldn't tell you if I were, but I
have to tell you that Rose leaves me very little opportunity to try
that." He laughed. She said in the air, "Darn right!" We laughed. He
said "She watches you?" I said "None of us are ever fully alone. We are
monitored for the record, and for proper ethics, and for brain damage
that would make us dangerous to others. Usually it doesn't invade
privacy. Being the most powerful by many orders of magnitude,
monitoring of me is more er, thorough. No, I don't object. We have very
little privacy from each other, anyway, and I love them all, and I
agree with the necessity." He said "Wow! Strange, but I have to agree
with it. I just realized I had some fear one of you could abuse his
power. Now I have less." I said "But you, and everybody else, will
still have some fear. Human nature. That's why I'm the only one of us
who is fully open to the world. It's not healthy for a person to live
with those who fear him, but we must live with the rest of humanity, to
maintain our own humanity, because we are so different." He said "I
understand. Even a bed of roses has it's thorns." I said "Good one!" He
grinned in appreciation.
He said "You've been answering my questions before I ask them. Do you
read minds?" I said "I don't do that unless it's absolutely necessary,
such as checking if those in an approaching starship want to conquer
us, which some have intended, and to learn their language. But, this is
far from the first time I've had that discussion, and after 74,000
years, I'm the best at reading face and body language. And I feel
emotions. Add all that up, and I don't need to read minds to have a
good idea of what people are thinking. It's all automatic with me, and
I can't turn it off." He said "Just wondered. I understand now. Thanks.
Works in lie detecting, I assume." I said "Absolutely!" He said
"Something just hit me. Two things, actually." I said "Should I check
for damage?" He laughed, and said "No. You are VERY thorough. That
means if you can do something to further your goals, you have. So, have
you given er, deposits to a public sperm bank?" I said with a grin,
"It's assumed that I have, after they figure out what I used to look
like. Chad thinks that's very funny, because he's donated, and because
I looked just like he did at the same age, and that's in the stats,
there is a big run on his sperm." He laughed.
I said "That his IQ is still the highest on public record at 202,
makes him even more popular. We hide our students' IQs now. In his time
at our school, most didn't become Adepts. I was the first in my last
incarnation, and developed more when I found others with the talent."
He said "I see, but you haven't answered my question, and from that, I
assume you won't. So, to the next thing I thought of. You don't like
investigating crimes, probably because being near criminal feelings is
very upsetting. But that wouldn't keep you from helping law enforcement
in other ways. You live, or did live in DC. That means the FBI. In your
an office there, and he was." He said a big "Wow!" I said "Yes he was
hot for me, but he never was inappropriate with a child. He did love
me, though, but as a person deserving of his love. His assistant was
the same, and they knew that about each other. No, we never blackmailed
him." He laughed, and said, "Almost reading my mind again!"
words. My favorite things to play with. Well, before I got married." He
laughed again. He said, "Sure." I said "Mars first?" He nodded. I gave
him a shield pendant, and we did what we did before, but used lots of
containers. Back in his study, I said, "Moon dust is strange, and acts
really strange in a vacuum. The diamond cylinder I partially filled on
the Moon is in a stand now. Here, pick it up and move it around." He
did, and exclaimed, "It's like a liquid!" I said "Not being that
actually, the proper term would be 'fluid'." He said "Right. And now
the best term for it, is a desk toy." I said "Exactly! Turn it over."
He said "Oh! Martian dirt in a vial in the base! And an inscription!" I
said "So now you have your personal samples, and you don't have to let
anybody know what they are, unless you want to. There is a little slot
in the base which holds a memory card that has the videos of the
collection, and what we did before. Here are copies you can give to
those you might want to give the samples to, so they know the
collection was done in good science." He said "You would let me give
them to the government?" I said "Free will, remember?" He had some
tears. I said "However, I would request a little delay, so it doesn't
seem like I'm breaking my word right away, even though I'm not." He
said "Thank you!" I said "Be aware that when you do give them, you are
going to have so many requests and demands to pass on to me, if they
were raindrops, you would drown in them." He laughed, and said, "You're
probably right. I'll have to tell them, if they want you to do
something, they should ask you directly, so you can properly ignore
them."
I said in exaggerated horror, "Not YOU, too!" He went almost
hysterical with laughter. I said "Do I hear Rose calling me?" She said
in the air, "I'm not." He laughed some more. I said "It's a conspiracy!
I'll be going." I stood, and so did he, and he motioned like he wanted
a hug. I said "Well, alright, but I'm not sure you deserve it." He
tried not to laugh. After the hug with love, I said, "Strange. If I had
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