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PR021710 Lee and Lyns World Chapter 4 I set up a meeting with the ruling committee. I did not like the report that I was going to give. Moreover, I was afraid. Nothing scared me more than things that I had no control over. Nevertheless, this scared me worst. It had fooled me into thinking that I had control, when in fact I had none. When I went into the room, I put a metal box to keep the door from closing. I made sure that I was the last one in and that the door was well propped open. "People," I started, "I have checked out everything that I can. I am scared as hell. I and we were set up. As far as I can tell now this particular multi-generational ship was also to be a social experiment. Our real reason for being here was to see about solutions about Earths population problems. They seem to have set up eight different societies. Each society was to check viable solutions. "I request that you please send the following from me to Earth. It is hand written. I am now paranoid of what the computer can and will do to anyone who tries to get in the way of its basic programming requirements," I stated very bluntly and plainly. "I have made 8 hand copies so that everyone can have one. I will stay in this room until I have also put it into the computer as a general request for distribution." I read the following to them: To: Earth and concerned committees From: Lee Lyn Hamilton Head of Computer Operations 1. The training and selections of the eight head's of computer operations each had knowledge of the results of the expected experiments in the current generation ship. Yet each at the same time did not realize it. 2. I wish to know if the computer has been programmed to kill us all in this experiment. We need to know all of the parameters, programming and expected results to plan and keep the computer operating the life support and other required systems. We do not want the computer have an accident and fail, from us failing to meet the computers expectations. The computer programming might be to end us just like that if we fail; we want to know if that is the case. I have found that it will kill some, but the number, or percentage is not available to me. I just do not know and I am the expert up here. 3. Explain why this departure was not equipped with the required communication equipment. With the equipment that we are able to build, we will still be out of communication range in less than another two years. Other ships always had Communication equipment back to Earth in the past. Those communications were possible for decades. Please provide the necessary blueprints, plans, and processes to manufacture our own, if it is not too late as it is. 4. Explain how we can use the computers of the failed other experiments where all of the people have already been murdered, or they just die out. 5. Provide us the best guess estimates of how to dig the shortest tunnels to the other eight human ecological systems to be able to use their resources when they fail and them if we fail. 6. Tell us if we are able to dig to another group, if we can turn one of the computers off and reprogram it. "I think that should be a wake up call to start with at least. Somebody has messed up and created a mess up here. I and the other seven computer heads were selected not for our expertise, but more for our mental worldview and their ability to mentally prepare and control our training. We were set up as fall guys for this to occur. I am sure that some of the others will commit suicide as soon as they realize it; others are going to be murdered outright by the computer or the people. I put that box in the door because I know that the computer would not stop for a second to kill anyone of us, or all of us, if it thought that it was better for this society to not know what I told you. Its major function is for the safety of this society as a whole, as it has been programmed to understand that task. That is the key, 'as it has been programmed'. I now know that for us to be able to survive we must find out what that key is and do it, or change it. I was set up as a scapegoat to take the blame, Then you could be told that the operator was the only one that could do it. I can say right now that I did not create all this; I was just trained to push the right button at the right time. I was used to help start it up, not knowing that I was being used. However, the programming for all of this was already made by thousands of computers programmers over many years, back on Earth. I just pushed the button to make it start." "I have set it up so that our kids at 13 years old will be able to roll a dice that I have had Jill make for me to determine the gender that the computer will accept. Later they will be assigned lifetime partners based on the breading that the computer selects. Remember that when we get to where ever we are going the future generation will have to start like pioneers of old. I think that the people that set up this society had that in mind also. As the date comes close that we will be getting close to our destination, the computer will start changing things around again. But for now it is set up on making it so that it will control the human population and mating habits. It was originally programmed to force people into marriages for its breading programming. I have not be able to find out what the requirements for the breading program are." "I think that about wraps what I have found up. Remember that the computer was programmed by thousands, and there is no way that I can decode it all in a lifetime much less weeks." "I will also say that we are now providing about one-third of the fuel instead of our eighth share. That means that we are already behind the flight schedule. In addition, others might have completely stopped mining or the others have slowed down considerably. This should imply that we are having less of an impact with our problems than any of the others. So we can be thankful for what we are going though, as it must not be as bad as any of the others." "With all of the problems that we have we need to start working to make this work. We do not have the option of going backwards. The computer will not let us. What forward is I do not know. That should be a guess from our physiologist. As the rulers, you now know that we are working under different rules. Let us find out what those rules are and start following them. Thank you for listening to me for so long." They sat their like they were stunned. I could not believe that they had not guessed what was going on for so long. It took me a long time because I dug into the computer code to confirm most of it. Moreover, I had to guess at a lot of it to get the dots connected but now I know that it was not my fault. This had been planned all along. There was nothing that I could do, now or in the future. Even if I had not been manipulated, it would have still happened. "Lee I have a question" Said the guy in the pink dress. "Why did you allow this to happen?" "To be honest with you I thought that I was even helping it along, but I found that was not really the case. It would have happened weather I was here or not. Someone ordered the computer to be programmed years or decades ago to act the way it does, there was nothing I could have done to change the original programming. It is to massive a job for a hundred programmers to fix. Thousands and thousands of programmers made it over years and years. They have the original code that a programmer would understand. I can only look at ones and zeros then pain shakily follow what it does. It takes me hours to see what it took one of the original programmer's minutes to program. I am sorry, if there was anyway around this I would tell you. The only way around this is to start making manual switches for every door, light switch, and any other computer operation. Now how long will you be able to get away with that before the computer starts to interfere with that plan? You are the rulers of this society but the computer has set the rules. Please find out what the rules and limits are and let's follow them. I personally want to tunnel to the closest other society that fails and get their computer and start the job of reprogramming it. Then we will be able to reprogram it in future generations to stop what is going to be done to us. Providing that it is not ingrained into us by then. If you will accept this plan then I will start classes so that it will happen in a hundred years when we finish a tunnel and get another computer." "Now as for myself, I have chosen to follow and not fight the computers programming and stay alive. I am doing this for a number of reasons. First is that I believe that we were set up to be experiments for the problems of earth. I think that they need to find a solution of the population problems that are to come and be even worst. Second is that I want to survive. From my letter from Al Hemas, I have no doubt that the computer will allow the wholesale murder of the people in this experiment. Third, since I do not have long hair, I am going to wear ribbons where a wife's hair should be according to the computer. When I get back to my assigned mate, whom I will now start calling my husband, I will ask HIM to cut HIS hair like a good husband should, even if HE has breast. I will also make an effort to follow what ever it is that the computer suggest for our new gender reassignments. What ever was planned for us, I plan to take as far as I am able to. It is not important for ourselves, but for the future generations that follow. Any decisions that you make must also be for future generations. That is the only rule of survival that we must follow. Forth, I would like to ask this ruling body if I might with my husband teach classes to those that are in the same situation as us. We all need help so that we all together might get through this. I also suggest that you find leaders for the other groups so that they might understand that it is better to go along with the experiment instead of fighting it. They might live longer that way. It would go better with everyone, not just a himself or a herself. "I leave you to what you have to do. I can see nothing else left to us to survive. I am a computer expert, a programmer, not a ruler, or a sociologist. Good luck, I think that we will all need it." Then I walked to the door sat on the box so that the computer would be forced to allow them to leave and not shut them in permanently. I hoped that the computer would allow me a chance to get back. I have done my duty to the people, now I must show that I plan to do my duty to the computers programmed plan. They talked for hours, I would not be moved from my box into the room. I forced them to come and talk to me when they wanted something. When they were finished. I moved from the box and went back home. When I got back to the assigned room, I saw that the door would open for me. I walked in and let the door shut behind me. I turned around and went back to the door. It opened just in front of me. That was enough. The computer was not going to kill me now. I then started to search for something that I could us for the ribbons that I said that I would put in my hair. I couldn't find any so I then went to the phone and called the clothing department. "Hello, cloths" I said "Do you have some thing like ribbons; I want something that can be tied into my hair and fall down to the middle of my back." The person on the other end was silent for a moment. "Why do you want that for?" "I promised the ruling council that I would do this in order to show that I was going to follow the computers programmed instructions and not fight anything else that was assigned. I am also going to be a wife to my assigned mate," I responded There was silence on the other end for a while. "Aren't you the head of the computer? And can't you reprogram the computer to stop this insanity?" he asked in what could only be described in a tone that was next to full-scale anger. "No, I can not. The program came from Earth. I am thinking that we are an experiment. The other seven sections I am betting is also dealing with problems of different experiments. I know of one other section where there are mass suicides, murder, slavery, and death. I can fight it, kill myself, or let the computer murder me. I have decided to live and try to survive. In fact I have decided to help this stupid experiment by doing what the new imposed rules are. Liking or disliking it does not matter anymore. I have to ask you if you have some ribbons that you can send to me. You might ask one of the females that are still assigned females her opinion as to a good color. I am guessing that it is going to be pink. And even if it is pink, which I currently think is going to make me puke; I am going to wear them." Chapter 5 I waited for the ribbons. When they came, they turned out to be many different colors. They had a clip of some kind at the top so that it would be easy to clip to my short hair. I took it out of the bucket and noticed that there was some other stuff in there. I picked up a bag of things. I opened the bag and noticed that it was a lot of cosmetics. I guess that a person or the computer had inserted more things than I wanted. I picked them up and then sat down at the table with GaxLee's mirror. I decided that I would wait for GaxLee. I found that the missing letter could only be changed if no one else had already used it. She, I mean he, I had to make sure that I used the right pronoun now. He was left with only a couple of choices. He refused GayGuy, Which I thought was somewhat funny, and settled on GaxLee. That was what she, I mean 'he' gets for waiting to the last minute. I think that 'he' did not like this and was fighting it. Now I had to convince 'him' to change his mind, and then have 'him' convince everyone else. I just cannot get use to this him or her stuff. Maybe it is something that we should stop as well. GaxLee came in about the time that I thought that she, I mean he, would. I have to change my mind about this if I am going to survive. "Hello my husband," I said, knowing that GaxLee would hate it. "Cut it out Lee, I'm tired and I don't want to put up with any of that shit from you. Putting up with it from the computer is bad enough." "I have just been to a meeting with the ruling council. I will tell you the same thing that I told them, but in a nutshell. Either we go with the flow, or the computer will kill us." "Nice try Lee, but that lines just not going to get you into my pants tonight guy." "GaxLee if the computer wanted me in your pants it would have flooded the cabin with pheromones and you would not be able to resist." I said and then notice GaxLee looking up at the air ducks. GaxLee must have known it could be true, so maybe GaxLee would at least listen to me. "Look GaxLee the computer mixing up cloths was really meaningless. I think that the computer is much more interested in many other projects that were programmed into it. The cloths and room assignments were just the first. We might be projects such as a breading plan to avoid recessive genes, and changing the structure of the society to make arranged marriages the norm for later generations that will be planted and then need to have arranged marriages. I have found so many others breading requirements that I cannot even figure out the meaning of that I am scared shitless. No GaxLee, I have put ribbons in my hair as a sign that I am not going to fight the computers instructions. I might not like them all, but I am not going to fight them. I will continue to address you as my husband, as one forth of the marriages has former females as the husband and the former males as a wife. I had the same fifth-fifth chance of being the wife of another guy. I like this arrangement much better. You could have also ended up with a former girl as your wife or husband. Think about that GaxLee." I did not give her time to think about it as I continued. "I have asked the ruling council that sometime soon that the two of us will start conducting marriage counseling for everyone like us. I do not know if it will happen, and if it does it will only be for, shall I say reversed marriages like ours. I estimate that one half of the marriages are now gay and lesbian in nature." "GaxLee, the excuse of putting us here was overpopulation. If you think about it, there is no way that the small percentage of people that they can put on ships matters. If it was really a problem, they could simply kill off a couple million with some war as an excuse. We are an experiment in more ways that I would ever be able to figure out in my life time." "The Muslin section has had mass murders, suicides, slavery, rapes and God knows what other mayhem committed. I have decided to survive GaxLee. I am going to do what ever it takes to survive. Are you going to join me, or die? It boils down to something as simple as that for right now." I waited for Gax to think about everything I had said. Gax was not really a smart person but given enough time, Gax would sort it all out, and not just go emotional on me. "You're serious about this Lee" Gax sat and looked at me. I knew that I was getting through to her/him as last. "GaxLee please don't call me Lee ever again. The computer does listen in some places where it has sound equipment. I have made the computer think that Lee means male and Lyn means girl. I could not take it back. So here, you are a guy to the computer calling me a guy. That violates the rules of social development that the computer must follow. Those rules were programmed into the original programming. I am not sure what actions the computer will take. It might be viewed as such a social ill that I, you or both might just be killed to stop the infections. The computer is taking these things seriously. And when the computer is taking things really seriously, then I think that we should also." "I know that you're the major programmer, but how do you know this Lee, I mean CupLyn." "I don't know for a fact, I am doing a lot of guessing by the way that the computer is making and destroying temporary files. When I received that letter telling me what was going on in the Muslin sector. I noticed the actions that went on. I saw that there was a schedule of actions that was going to take place and was canceled, and then later, a couple of those things reappeared but on a vastly spread out timetable. It does not take a computer genius to guess that it decided that the time table might make the same mistakes and that a slower change had to take place over a longer time frame." "And no I can not change it. It protects itself. It was made that way so that no one programmer in the future can make himself king. It is also so massive. It would take a thousand-thousand years to type what is in the computers instructions." "So what is it then that you wanted us to do as marriage councilors? We don't exactly have a marriage here." "Exactly!" I exclaimed. "We just have to convince other people that we in a breading program, and we have to slow down and play by the rules that were programmed into the computer back on Earth. We have to get some people to start studying what was programmed into the computer besides me. In addition, find out the social factors that we should be doing. I think that all eight sections were set up as different experiments with different rules. I feel in my gut, from knowing the other 7 programmers in the other sections as we were taught together is that we are going to have a lot of gender changes or identity problems. I do not know if it is going to be continuously changing, or just that once. I think that I have fixed it so that kids will have their genders assigned at about 13 years old, and then new arranged marriages will happen about 16 to 18 years old. The percentage of same sex and cross sex will depend on the population the computer was told to have. It is the way that we were considered to maintain the population." "I have thought about the amount of materials that we were given. In two generations, we have to be at one-half as many people. After that, we can build population up slowly again. We don't have enough nitrogen to sustain anymore than that." "I have been doing nothing but work on this for weeks. We cannot just turn the computers off. None of the doors would work. The delivery system would not work, the air we breath would stop flowing. It would take us years to fix the doors to have manual switches on both sides. Normal electrical doors already have a panel for override, none of our doors do. We seem not to have been given a standard communication system to talk back to Earth. This is something that should have been unthinkable to not put on our ship. There are so many holes in the system that no one can believe that it was not a major effort to plan this for us to walk right into." "At first I thought that I did something that started it. Then I understood that I and the other computer section heads were set up, just like everything else. I am surprised that I am still alive. I am sure that the other sections have already killed all of the computer programming people, thinking it was their fault. I might be the only one left. I need to stay alive long enough to teach everything I know. I need to have time to start teaching others how to program." "If we can get to the Muslin section we might have a lot of resources that were not used there. I know that it is a cruel thing to think about it. I am now thinking of survival. That just might be why I am left alive, because of my wanting to survive." "Survival means as many others as possible surviving now. We need a large gene pool in the future. Survival now means helping other people to adjust. Not to accept what was done, but to know why, and that they have to suffer through it for the sake of the children to come. That it does not mean that they have to like what they have to do, but they have to do it. Does all of this make some sense to you yet Gax?" "Does this mean that you are going to always call me Gax or GaxLee now?" Gax said. "I guess so husband. The Lee and Lyn is kind of like old Hebrew language where most all of the words had a male or female meaning to them. Again, I guess that it was something that was within the structure of the experiment. Strong gender identity, just not of the right one." I laughed thinking about my secrete desire that was now my own personal help in getting me to where I had to be. I think that I was well chosen for this society experiment. Chapter 6 "Cup, just how arranged was this marriage. Did you arrange it?" GaxLee asked me. "I had nothing to do with it. I would love to be romantic and say that I did, but I am trying to turn over a new leaf and be honest with you more than anything." "I knew that it was coming, and I didn't say anything then, but now if there is anything whatever that I find is going to happen I am going to tell you, and just you." "I know that one of the social rules is that a wife should share and be submissive to her husband. It appears to be coming from old Christian and old Hebrew rules before the idea of equality of the sexes appeared around 1850. Unless you want to consider Socrates discussions on the matter about 400 BC or so I think." She still sat and looked at me funny occasionally. "So if you are my wife then you have to be submissive?" She asked with a smile. "That's what I understand the rules to say. But it's up to a computer program to interpret them now isn't it?" "Well then I guess that you can now do the wifely duties, like cleaning the cabin, making the bed, making sure that I'm happy." "Yes husband of mine, I am going to try to please you now as a wife should to her husband. That is why I have ribbons in my hair. I picked up this old long lost custom. I found it while studying the current problem we have. I thought that I would bring it back to life. Be warned that there will be times that I am not going to like it. So what is your command my husband to the wife of your arranged marriage." I was hoping for a wild night of sex in bed, but I knew that Gax would not be thinking of that. She might be a he inside the computer, but she was still a she inside her head. The best I could hope for would be shinning her/his shoes and cleaning the toilet tonight. "You're going to tell me everything that you know about what is going on. Your going to tell me what it is that you think is going on. Then you are going to tell me your wild guesses. I want to be clear on what is what." "My husband you are now talking like a scientist." We then spent the night just talking. Mostly about the computer, but sometimes she would drift off into personal discussions about herself. Chapter 7 The next day we both woke up late. I was still not sleeping in the bed but I think that would change now in a few months. Gax was beginning to see that we were going to be together as long as the computer was in control. We both agreed last night that the computer was in control and had been programmed with plans for all of us, not just a breading program but also changes to the social structure under which we lived. I then noticed the phone was the noise that had woke me from sleep. I was going to get up but I saw that GaxLee was already in the process. So I just laid there on the floor and listened to the one sided conversation. "Yes CupLyn is here, what did you want?" "Well you can speak to HER husband." "Yes she told me about that, and no I don't want to do it but she has convinced me that we need it done." "Yes I am going to, and the message will be a simple one. 'comply with the computer or die.' That is blunt but accurate. I don't like it and my wife doesn't like it but that's the way it's going to be now that the computer is in control." "OK, it's not really the computer that is in control, it's the bastards back on Earth that made the programmers program it do what it's doing to us." "Yes I'm going to say that and a hell of a lot more." "Well get use to it, guys cuss, and the computer says I'm a guy and I have found it to be a wonderful way to get it all off of my chest. It's what guys do is cuss, drink beer which we don't have and watch football and babes, not necessarily in that order as I understand it. I'll know more how to act as a guy after I finish with guy collage." "Well my wife has convinced me that I had better start acting like a guy would, weather I like it or not. And the computer has scheduled classes for everyone to attend on being a guy or a girl, except that it will have titles that are different, and the computer will schedule them." "I don't give a damn; she has convinced me that we are going to have to. I don't need to remind you what happened to the Muslin section because the idiots on Earth didn't take into account that Muslin guys would have a hell of a time changing to being girls and sex slaves to other guys." "The idiots on Earth didn't think beyond the results that they wanted to end up with and not all of the steps to get there. I think that we are considered a disposable baggage. My wife thinks that the last section standing will be the ones on this damn flying rock will be us because she is going to actually tell everyone what's going on so that they can kill themselves or adjust." "Hell yes that's what I'm going to say and a hell of a lot more. I agree with my wife that we were set up and either have to adapt or die. That same thing is going to have happen to our descendents. We are going to have to learn these rules that the computer is imposing on us and adapt or die. Our children's children will have to learn to do the same damn thing." "I say that some of them are full of shit. My wife has convinced me that it does not matter. We are stuck with what had been imposed on us. Besides I'm going to like some of this crap of speaking my mind and cussing like a god damn guy does, because it's considered masculine and shows that I'm no longer a feminine little woman." "That was yesterday, today I'm no longer a demure little woman. My wife will be a demure little woman, and I am going to see to that she is. I'm going to make her life miserable as hell because she's not going to like what it takes to be a real woman and everyone will soon see that she's doesn't like it either." "Thank you we will be there in an hour to talk with anyone that wants to put their two cents in." "Yes, I think that we need sessions every day until everyone blows off some steam. Then we can get down to some constructive work on the problem." "Bye." I looked at GaxLee as she hung up the phone and GaxLee looked at me. Then a smile spread across her face. "I like this cussing stuff it makes me feel better to yell at someone. And need I remind you that wives don't cuss, that's reserved for us husbands." "Yes, my husband," I said as I smiled at her and she broke out laughing. I knew that she was feeling better today. Not feeling better because of the stuff that Earth had done to us, but because she was going to be able to do something about it in Gax's own way. That was not going to change anything, but instead Gax had decided to do what it takes to make us survive. I got up and started to enter into the terminal a request for something simple to wear today. GaxLee saw me and came over to the terminal. After a quick glance at what I had entered, she slapped my hands a couple of times to get me to move my hands away. She then took over the terminal and started to redo my simple requirements. I was watching as she listed some things that I had no idea what they were. I did know what stockings were. I saw high heel shoes, but did not know that they were five inch heals. She said dress but I had no idea why she described it as 'dress: pink, low V cut, three inches above the knee with a sports bra', and what was 'bra size B with medical breast forms attached'. Then she also listed a graff. Last was a longhaired blond wig. He said, "Blonds have more fun." I figured that most of this stuff would not be in supplies. They were surly not on a list of necessary and required items. Unless the computer had been making them over the last year, which I doubted, they could not be available. I saw the computer come back with a message other than processed, something that it never did. It said 'Medical override. Female apparel for appearances and physiological improvement of patient, items to be shipped from medical warehouse. Time to delivery approximately 1 hour. Patient is instructed to remove all hair from legs, arms and underarms. Patient is instructed to obtain advice and help in applying pink pigment color to nail area of hands and feet. Patient is advised that facial pink pigmentation application is required to lips. Pigmentation color to eye area and face area is required. Color pigmentation is to be applied by professional personal. Appointment with professional personal is now scheduled in 1 hour 15 minutes at A37. Today's scheduled meeting has been postponed by 2 hours. Messages have been broadcast. Ruling councle has been notified.' As I read over the message, it occurred to me that the computer was making a very interesting statement about the importance of the meeting. "Well it looks like you are going to have a busy couple of hours ahead of you CupLyn. I have a razor to shave your underarms and legs. I guess that you can use it on your arms also." Chapter 8 "CupLee let me get my toilet kit and we will go down to the bathroom and I will show you how to shave everything. I guess the computer wants you to do the whole female hygiene thing." She turned around to the shelf and grabbed her bathroom bag, a robe, and started out the door. I was still a little shocked at what the computer was doing. I followed her out after grapping by bathroom bag, a robe, and towel. When GaxLee got close to the bathrooms, she stopped and waited for me. Then we went to a bathroom door together. The door opened. I always thought that the doors would not open for two people of the opposite sex. "GaxLee why do you think that the bathroom door opened for both of us just now? I always thought that it was programmed for only one person or two if both were the same sex." "CupLyn you really are kind of dumb in some things. Were married, remember?" Gax giggled. "We can share a bathroom. What we can do and what we will do are two different things. We are going to strip you, shave you, bath you and send you back to wait in our room while I take a bath." "Why do I have to strip naked and you don't," I said hoping for something better. "Because you're my wife and I say so," Gax laughed. "That's not fair," I said. "That's right little CupLyn," she replied as she glanced at me and smiled at my very male attempt. After the door closed, she dug into her bag and brought out a razor and soap. "They are making the soap from the farm now. It is not bad, not as good as, you use to get on Earth, but it works. They can then recycle the water easier to. Get in the tub, get wet, and spread this stuff on your legs a little at a time. Take your time and do not try to go to fast. Going to fast and you will cut yourself. That will not look to good. Then do under your arms. You are going to learn what it means to be a female and all of the hours we have to spend to look good for guys. Well all of the hours I us to spend looking good. Now it's your turn." After I undressed down to my underwear, I stepped into the tub. The tub was actually just a dug out depression in the rock that acted just like a tub. The pipes were all visible because it made it easier to service. "Honey aren't you going to strip for you're husband and show me what you have between your legs dear?" GaxLee said with a big smile on his face. "I'm shy before my honeymoon dear, so why don't you just turn around and let me do this." "Spoiled sport! OK I'll wait for you back at the room and take my bath later."