Solomon's Private File #329
These stories about Stephen and Solomon take place starting in
1950's. Stephen wrote about his life in letters to a penpal, and then
in a secure blog, in case he lost his memory again, in the master
computer in his school for gifted students, which he started attending
in 2016 in a new incarnation, until his death. Now his son Solomon is
attending the same school, and is writing in his own secure blog for
his future incarnations.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
Solomon is 30 in this story, in the Summer of 2056.
Solomon's Private File #329 "Rose Fights For The GC"
START Page
Daren said to me, "The Feathered Centaurs haven't done anything with
the new planets but look at them once. The leaders of both sides are
meeting to discuss mutual reduction in reproduction, but monitoring
compliance is an issue. Disputes over how." I said nothing, with a
slight smile. He said, "What you say can be very frustrating. More,
when you don't say it." Chuckles. I said, "You knew what you should do,
and knew I knew that." He sighed, and said, "Big Boss like this with
you?" I said, "Worse. Just as frustrating. Yes, you have your revenge."
Chuckles. I said, "A different species is going to discover them soon.
You might want to have a watch on that." He said, "Thanks. I will."
Mom said, "There is a dispute between a new planet and the GC." I
said, "And somebody wants to insult you." She grinned, and said, "By
insisting on asking for you." I said, "Oh, goody! I get to show my
angry face." Bigger grins. I walked into the office of the President of
the GC. I said, "I am Solomon. Rose is our representative to the GC.
Why are you asking for me, instead of her?" He said, "Greetings. There
surprised, and cautious, and said, "Please permit me to describe the
problem." I said, "No. Do you know Rose is my mother, and that you have
insulted her? If you don't answer of your free will, I will compel
you." He was even more surprised, and a little fearful, too. He said,
"I didn't know that. In strongly asking for you, over her, I have
caused the insult?"
I said, "You have. She is more than capable of solving any solvable
problem you will encounter. The first time a Council wanted Stephen
over Rose, well, they survived, but some had some concern that they
wouldn't. If you would trust me to do the work, you should trust my
judgment on who is capable for it. ANY of my group can do what you need
and should have, but we prefer that those who are known, take the lead.
And we monitor each other." He said, "Will you be monitoring her?" I
said, "I don't need to. Our Assignment supervisor will. And I know all
in this galaxy, and many others. I know that thought. None of us are
able to lie." He said, "Did you read my mind?" I said, "No. I don't
need to. I told you I know ALL in this galaxy. Do you not know what
'all' means?" He was confused. I said, "Do you believe in a Supreme
Being who knows all?" He said, "I do." I said, "I know the same all,
but limited to galaxies I have had a presence in. Rose is available for
your problem. She will work on it with your approval, or YOU will have
a problem. Do you understand?" He said, "I do. Thank you." I faded
away, and he was even more surprised. And then completely astounded,
when he discovered he couldn't tell anybody about it.
Mom almost split her face in half with her grin. Hawk, too. He said
to me, "I loved that! And more, that he can't tell about it." I said,
"He's got some rethinking to do. Might make him a better leader, if not
incontinent." More hard grins. Mom walked into the temporary office of
the applying planet, and said, "I am Rose. I have been asked to talk
with your leader here." The office person said, "What is your purpose?"
She said, "I am a mediator, of a group of mediators that are not part
of any star association." He said, "Oh! That's interesting!" Rose
smiled, and said, "We think so." Her smile was returned. The slight and
scaly man went into the other office, to carry the news. He came out,
and said, "He wishes to see you." Mom said, "Thank you." She walked in,
and they did the introductions, and she sat. He said, "We asked for a
male." She said, "He who asked for us to help, doesn't get to choose
who does it. He may recover in time, from discovering that. My son was
a little forceful." He grinned, and said, "I think I'm going to like
this. You are a warrior?" She said, "Yes, of a warrior clan, and one of
the best fighters of my species." She let her Ki flow, and he was
surprised. He said, "I can feel your power!"
She said, "Mediation can be er, difficult at times. I must not let my
enjoyment of that interfere with my duties." More grins. She said,
"Please tell me of the problems." He said, "The treaty would require us
to use their monetary system. We will not. We would be required to give
up our space military. We will not. We would be required to agree to
their laws. Some we dislike." She said, "Please tell me of the laws you
dislike." He said, "We must not allow discrimination in any of our
services. All species of the GC are to be treated as equals. We do not
agree to that, with species who do not follow our customs, or who look
so different as to frighten our young people." She said, "I understand
and appreciate all of that. I will tell them, with your permission,
that you do not want to join the GC."
He said in confusion, "But we wish to join!" She said, "No you don't.
You wish to join a star association, I can see, but not the GC. Those
rules are what make the GC work. Without them, there would be no GC.
There are two other large associations of worlds in this part of the
galaxy. They have similar rules. The reason for that, is a cooperative
star association can't exist without them. It's not a matter of
preference, but of cold fact. Rules that are good for one planet, or a
planet in a very restrictive Empire, are not good for groups of
friendly worlds. Function is more important than wishes, or
individuality, when the welfare of the group is concerned. You know
this on a smaller scale. You had different nations, with different
monetary systems and languages. They fought. Eventually, they joined
together, and established common systems. There were great benefits in
that, to motivate them, which is why you want to join the GC. But that
requires the same kind of standardization to make it work."
She said, "All the objections you have with this can be overcome. We
know this, because EVERY planet in the GC has had them before joining,
and HAVE overcome them. Would you consider yourselves less intelligent,
less able than them all, in this?" He stared at her, and then produced
a big smile, and said, "Well spoken! Some might think you have
deliberately insulted us." She said, "It was more of a challenge, but
if you like insult better, I have no problem with that. Truth is all
that matters. And making it interesting." He grinned, and said, "I like
that! My people have less respect for females. Is it so on your world?"
She said, "In some parts of it, yes, but that is changing. Of my group,
only my brother, my son, my daughter, and I are known to the public on
all my world. My son is much more powerful, but it is I who they fear.
I'm not at all unhappy with that." He laughed. She said, "But the GC is
unaware of this. I wish that to remain. Surprise is nice." He laughed
again.
He said, "I have a desire to test you in combat." She said, "Where
and when? Interesting weapons?" He laughed, and said, "You would agree
to that?" She said, "Absolutely. Of my planet, only those of my small
group can equal me, and we are very familiar with each other. That you
are different, and even willing, has caused you to be VERY interesting
challenging people!" She said, "Tell me something I don't know." He
laughed again. She said, "And don't you also like to challenge people?"
He said, "I do. We two are not so different." She said, "We will
discover if that is true. So, when and where?" He said, "There is an
exercise facility here." She said, "I know that." He said, "Now?" She
stood, and said, "What are you waiting for?" He laughed, and they went
there.
The combat practice mat was in use. And not well. Mom and the man
commented on that, which wasn't appreciated by the fighters. After they
left, Mom went on the mat, after taking off her shoes. He said, "You
don't use protective equipment?" She said, "We train for the real
world. You never know when you will have to fight for real, so you
should train for that." He said, "Wise." He walked on to the mat. He
said, "Do you prepare yourself for these matches?" She said, "No, for
the same reason. Dancing yes, fighting, no." He laughed. A crowd was
forming. She said, "I will use no more Ki than you do." He nodded. She
said, "You may begin." He said, "So you will have the advantage of
knowing my ability?" She said, "Of course!" More laughter.
He tried a fast ground attack leg sweep. She hopped over it. Then she
turned her back to him, and he laughed. He tried a round kick to her
head. She dropped, and swept his standing leg out from under him, and,
backed away. He came up and close, and tried a punch to her midsection.
She soft blocked it, and then took it over her turned shoulder. He
flipped in the air, and rolled out of it. He inched closer to her in a
side stance, and she planted a back leg round kick in his midsection,
and he caved around it, and went flying backwards. He was a little
slower getting up, and realized that she had pulled it, or it would
have killed him. He grinned and nodded, and then went all out in
attacking her. She blocked some, took some strikes without damage, and
threw him around the mat like he was a rag doll. He loved it. Then she
started showing him some techniques, and he really appreciated that,
and learned well.
Word had spread, and the gym was becoming crowded with Ambassadors.
The one from Posintan, standing with me, was grinning hard. I poked
him, and he almost laughed. Only he and Mom could see me, which I had
told him. They stopped. He was breathing hard. She wasn't. She said,
"That was fun!" He laughed, and said, "I agree. Best workout in years!"
I let myself be seen, and the Ambassador and I walked to the edge of
the mat. Mom introduced us. He had evidently heard of me, and was
surprised. The Ambassador said, "I am from Posintan. I see you like to
compete. We do that a lot. Our society is based on it. Please, those of
you who wish to test yourselves, come to our world." He said, "Your
size is impressive. Usual?" Ambassador said, "It is. Females are a
little smaller, but just as competitive. Rose competed in personal
combat, and with weapons, as a child, and won against our best adults.
She is VERY respected on our world!" He said, "That doesn't surprise me
at all!" They shared grins. Ambassador said, "I hope your world joins
the GC soon." He said, "We will be working on that, now that we know we
can have full mutual respect between us."
I stepped forward, and said to him, "You are injured. Your right
wrist is a little strained. Will you allow me to heal it for you?" He
said, "Oh! You are one of those who do that! Please, Master Solomon!" I
said, "Just Solomon, or Sol, with friends." My hand glowed, and I held
his wrist, and it healed. He said, "No discomfort! Thank you!" I said,
"Are you a medical person?" He said, "I was, before this. How did you
know?" I said, "They're almost all alike. Same inability to say the
word 'pain'. Some kind of voluntary job related conditioning, maybe. As
if that will make it any less, to rename it. Oh, did that cause you er,
discomfort?" He looked at me strangely. I grinned, and he laughed. We
bowed to each other. Some in the crowd were confused. Ambassador
whispered to him, "Severe lack of intelligence here. I think you
noticed that." He whispered back, "I have, more by noticing the few
exceptions. Should I assume that most real work is done planet to
planet?" Ambassador said, "You assume correctly." They bowed to each
other.
We went back up to his office, and sat. He said, "This has been a
most unusual day!" All grinned. He said to me, "I was shown part of
what you did in mediation on Posintan and that other world. I didn't
know you were the son of Rose." I said, "I do have that great honor to
be her son. You have a problem. How will you tell your people about all
this? Will they believe you?" He grinned, and said, "I know I will be
helped in that." Ambassador nodded, trying not to grin. Mom said, "Here
is a video recording of all my time with you." She gave him one of his
kind of memory cards. He said, "I should suspect that I shouldn't ask
how you did that." Grins and nods.
He said to me, "Have you competed on Posintan?" I said, "Being not of
the GC, those of my species of our group compete there to gain
citizenship. So, yes I did. The first of us to be seriously injured.
Embarrassing." He said, "Is there a recording of it?" I looked at Mom,
and said, "If I plead with you not to show it, will it work?" She said,
"No." I sighed. She said, "Against that wall." She projected it. After
it was done, he said, "A true son of Rose." I said, "All of our group
train hard in everything, and we don't stop while we still live. We do
not cheat or lie. We detect lies. This makes us useful in mediation.
Oh, and we have a sense of humor." He grinned, and said, "I have seen
that, and very much appreciate it." I said, "We know, and like that.
Friends?" He said, "An honor! Absolutely!" I said, "Some secret keeping
is asked for. You will know when, and what." He said, "I understand,
and agree to it, completely." I said, "You here have more work to do,
so I should leave you to it." I stood, and so did he. I said, "For
friends, I offer something of me." Held out my arms. He looked at Mom,
and she nodded. We hugged with love, and I helped him to sit. Then I
bowed, and straightened up, and faded away.
He was in awed shock. Mom said, "Those who know of us consider those
of our group, and we are of many species, special. But with us, we
consider Sol, special." He said, "Wow!" She grinned and said, "We hear
that a lot." Ambassador laughed, and said, "So true!"
At home, I said to Mom, "What do you think of showing the public
that?" She grinned, and said, "Me at work? But I said they fear me
here." We grinned. I said, "It's true!" She said, "They don't know it's
deliberate. You're the good cop." I said, "And you're the bad cop I
rescue your victims from. I sure know how THAT works! I used you, and
even me, for it. With this one, they see I actually like that." More
grins.
Greg said on the CNN show by way of introduction, "Rose and Solomon
are here with us to show an offworld action they were in." I said,
"First, a little explanation. Like countries can get together to form a
cooperative association, so can solar systems, and the planets in them,
join with others. Part of that is some standardization of monetary
systems and laws. The nearest one of those star associations to us is
called the Galactic Council. Because it can take up to a month or so to
travel between them, and that's also the only way they have to send
messages, the Ambassadors to the GC are mostly on their own, and the
post is not that desired. I think you might know where this is going.
If you're looking for stupid among the stars, go there first." Greg
laughed. I said, "If you want to see nothing useful get done in the
most arrogant and pompous way, look no further. And that's on a good
day." Even Mom laughed a little. I said, "At that level, it's mostly a
snob club. Those who work for them, do the actual work, which, by the
time they're allowed to, is already done by the planets involved,
directly. There is at least one exception. The Ambassador from Posintan
is extremely competent. They compete for everything on merit, including
for positions in government. That means they know more about our group
than the others do, and love us. And not just because we beat them in
competitions." Greg grinned, and said, "We've seen that. They look
strange to us, but that they love you, makes us have to respect them a
lot."
I said to Mom, "Was there a complement to us in there somewhere?" She
said, "Could be." Greg chuckled. I said, "Rose, my mother, is our
Stephen appointed representative to the GC. They want us for something,
my meeting. After that, I said, "That was the President of the GC, and
he still is very frustrated in not being able to tell anybody about
that little meeting." Greg was grinning his face almost in half, when
we went to break. I said to Mom, "If he grins at that, think he'll need
facial reconstruction after seeing what you did?" She laughed, and Greg
looked very hungry.
Back from break, I played her meeting with the person from the new
planet. Then we went to break. Back, Greg said to Mom, "I see why
Solomon wanted to publish this. Some good lessons in that." I said,
"But in the action for the goal, the most important lesson is reading
your opponent in a debate. Rose has a VERY sensitive emotion sense.
Better than Stephen's, which was why she was asked to do that work. The
man, the species, is combative, and competitive. Their culture assigns
respect to that. The GC does not. That was the real problem. Different
philosophies, that they didn't know were coming between them. Rose
could see that, and I have to say, she liked it." We grinned at each
other, and hugged. I said, "So, to gain proper respect, she acted like
him, but more so, and he respected, loved, her for that. And no, it
wasn't actually an act. You KNOW she can be like that. And we love
that, too. So, she was being real, and that made it a sure thing."
We played the fight. I did some narration. Then we went to break.
Back, Greg asked Mom some questions about the meeting, and the fight. I
said, after that, "She was going easy on him, and after that first kick
in the stomach, he knew it. You saw his grin. He wanted MORE of it. Who
can't like and respect him for that?" Greg said, "I see what you mean.
His society doesn't respect women as much, and here is a woman of
another species who is more in everything he is and can be, and he
likes it." He said to Mom, "You read him very accurately! His respect
for you went almost through the roof!" She said, "It was high already,
from the verbal combat, but that carved it in stone, as far as he was
I showed the healing and small discussion in the gym after the fight,
and then the one in his office, but not my competition. Greg said, "He
even said mutual respect. A successful action!" Mom said, "Thanks." I
said, "We like being successful. The very difficult part of that is not
scaring them half to death, by who we are." He laughed hard. When he
was a little quieter, I said, "So we try not to show special abilities.
My fading away in front of him was to give him something of a sense of
wonder, and a little suspicion that there is something greater than the
GC, and his problems with it. A kind of perspective. And a test of his
promise to keep secrets." He grinned, and said, "Always testing." I
said, "We all do it. I just do it with a will and a useful purpose. And
God wants me to, and loves how I do it."
I said, "One of the reasons I had for showing this, is that what you
just saw in that action, is a lot of what we do out there. ALL of us.
You've only seen me do that until now. I wanted to show you that others
of us are doing such important work, too. It isn't all me. In fact, in
this galaxy, and some others, I don't even manage the assignments. I
was only involved in this action because of their demand for me. They
don't rule us!" We all grinned. I said, "And another reason is, I'm
darn proud of my mother, and I want the world to know that, and maybe
feel the same for our representative to the GC." Mom and I hugged and
kissed. Greg closed the show. Producer said in the air, "A lot of good
responses!" I said, "There had better be!" Chuckles. And there were.
People did feel proud of Mom, and liked me for my feelings about it and
her.
Hawk, with Galagos, joined us at home. He said, "I'm proud of you,
too. You handled him so well, you could beat him to a pulp, and he'll
still love you!" She grinned, and said, "Strange, but I have to like
it. That mutual respect really is mutual. Posintan is going to love
them, too." They looked at me. I said, "I know what you want. No useful
psionics at this time. But I'll be watching. If I'm ordered to." Mom
said, "He knows what we're thinking. Part of the ALL he knows. Some of
us must have been thinking of genetic manipulation." Gal said, "Can
that be done?" I said, "Yes, very easily. God does it often, directly,
and through his agents." He said, "How would his agents do it?" I said,
"By having sex. As if we have to be forced. Call it selective breeding.
Who we fall in love with, isn't always by chance."
He said, "Oh!" I said, "I'm positive the first modern Stephen was
purposely bred. The same for Rang, the person from the other dimension,
the ONLY one of his world like that. There must be millions, billions
in all realities, like that." He said, "And you?" I said with a grin,
"We did that deliberately. Stephen modified his genes when he was
building his second incarnation's body, and made psionics genetically
dominant, where they had been recessive before. So, we modified
ourselves, with God's approval, too, and I suspect, his guidance." Mom
was startled, and said, "I see that! The Pattern!" Hawk nodded, and
said to Gal, "Enlightened see the patterns of reality." Gal said in
wonder, "When we say God made us, we were being more truthful than we
knew!" Nods. We each thanked God in our own way. Then there was a
touch. Gal felt it to. We all had some wows to share.
END Page
--
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Grant
|
|