![[November 30, 1969] Capstone to a decade (December 1969 <i>Analog</i>)](https://galacticjourney.org/wp-content/uploads/2024/11/691130analogcover-672x372.jpg)
by Gideon Marcus
Atrocities in Vietnam
The news has been brewing for a while, and now it's on the front page: 1st Lieutenant William J. Calley Jr., a 26-year-old platoon leader stationed in Vietnam, has been "life or death" court martialed for the murder of 109 South Vietnamese civilians "of various ages and sexes."
This so-called "My Lai incident" took place northeast of Quang Ngai city on March 16, 1968 in a village called Song My—code-named "Pinkville". Calley, enraged at the death of his chief sergeant, appears to have ordered his unit to eliminate everyone in the hamlet. Several of his men went on a bloody spree; others did what they could to avoid involvement. One even shot himself in the foot so he could be medivaced out. A number came forward with the story, which was investigated and then dismissed by the 11th Infrantry Brigade. Letters to Congress have prompted the reopening of the case and investigation into the original investigation.
If Calley is convicted, he faces no less than life imprisonment, and death by firing squad is on the table.
The court martial comes on the heels of the July 21, 1969 charge of Green Beret commander, Col. Robert Rheault, and six of his officers with murder and conspiracy for the secret execution of a Vietnamese spy suspect. Those charges were dropped two months later when the CIA, whose operatives were key witnesses, refused to cooperate. Whether the government's tacit support of brutality increases or decreases the odds of Calley facing the music remains to be seen.
Mediocrities in Print
by Kelly Freas
December's final magazine is Analog. Let's hope this makes for pleasanter reading that the newspapers.
Turning first to the book review column, and skipping the editorial (for those who want recapitulations of Campbell's latest blatherings, go buy the collected volumes that have recently come out), P. Schuyler Miller offers up some nice coverage of translated Perry Rhodan books from West Germany. He goes on to cover a Silverberg collection of antediluvian tales called The Calibrated Alligator. They were written back when Silverbob was writing 50,000 words a week and rapidly killing himself. The quality of his work was moderate; he devoted most of his energies to the kinds of books once sold below the counter, but which are now on brazen display in New York newstands.
Miller liked Timescoop, though he thought it lesser Brunner (but not least Brunner). Pretty much what Jason said when he wrote about it. He also thought much of Isle of the Dead, by Roger Zelazny, as did Victoria Silverwolf early this year. Finally, before dispatching a bunch of reprints, he gives middlin' praise to Mack Raynolds' Time Gladiator, which is really just the serial Sweet Dreams, Sweet Princes, a People's Capitalism story so old, it still has Joe Mauser in it! I liked the story, but I find Reynolds' near-future predictions fascinating, even if his writing is often just workmanlike.
This, by the way, is why I like Schuyler so much—he agrees with us! (And he doesn't play favorites; coming out first in Analog doesn't automatically increase the score).
In Our Hands, the Stars (Part 1 of 3), by Harry Harrison
by Kelly Freas
That dopey looking sub-ship on the cover and as the headline illustration is, in fact, a submarine turned into a spaceship. How did it happen?
Arnie Klein is an Israeli researcher who develops…something. So explosive is this secret (literally—the story begins with his invention blowing up his laboratory) that he flees to Denmark, seeks asylum, and enlists the aid of his friend, Nobel Prize winner Ove Rasmussen. The two work together to build a woking model of the contraption, and then install it in a submarine.
Pretty early on, it's obvious what the thing will do: generate antigravity.
All of this takes us to about Page 40 of the serial, and none of those pages are necessary. The information conveyed in those dry ~10,000 words of text could easily have been woven into an in media res beginning—and Harrison is fully up to the task. That he padded things out so much, with uninteresting characters and inconsequential events, suggests he's in it for the per-word rates.
Anyway, after the Blæksprutten is commissioned, a trio of Soviet cosmonauts find themselves marooned on the Moon with a limited oxygen supply. Klein and Co. take their ship up to Luna and rescue them. Meanwhile, down on Earth, there's some Cold War spy machinations of limited interest.
Harrison can do much better. This is like cut-rate Mack Reynolds, really. Anyway, 3 stars, I guess, but if it's all like this, we're going to end up in the 2.5 zone.
Is Biological Aging Inevitable?, by Capt. John E. Wrobel, Jr.
This is an interesting piece on what we think causes mortality (lots of options), what's being done about it (not that much, surprisingly), the effects of immortality on society (only positive ones listed), and the mythological underpinnings of mortality acceptance (quite interesting).
I found the article quite graspable, and the use of chapter divisions greatly improved readability. Let's hope this becomes a feature for future nonfiction pieces.
Four stars.
Mindwipe, by Tak Hallus
by Vincent DiFate
"Tak Hallus" returns for his sophomore tale (his first, also appeared in Analog.) In this one, space-hand Ernest Schwab is on trial for a heinous crime: blanking the mind of the Terran governor of the planet Paria. It turns out Schwab is one of the very few telepaths known to humanity—even he didn't know he had this power. Now it is up to Public Defender Benson to prove that he was manipulated into action by another telepath rather than acting of his own volition. Doing so will take Benson on an adventure, from the courtrooms of Earth to the tunnels of the burrowing indigenes of Paria…and place a bullseye on his own head for meddling!
This is a pretty neat piece. It suffers for being rather workmanlike in execution, as if it were a little rushed, and I found the society of the future a bit too similar to that of the present (particularly the role of women). Nevertheless, it captures interest and offers up a decent mystery as well as, in the process, presenting an interesting alien race.
Three stars.
Testing … One, Two, Three, Four, by Steve Chapman
by Leo Summers
A bird colonel, stuck in service to an electronic brain, is given the task of overseeing a trio of servicemen who are undergoing computerized tests qualifying them for extraterrestrial deployment. What he doesn't realize (but what is obvious fairly early on) is that this assignment is, in fact, a test of his capabilities.
Not bad. The sort of thing Chris Anvil might have come up with.
Three stars.
Superiority Complex, by Thomas N. Scortia
by Leo Summers
Things fall off a cliff for these last two vignettes, probably accepted more for their useful length than quality. This one takes us to a time several generations after The Bomb wiped out half of humanity. Researchers are trying to revitalize the race through eugenics, specifically tracking down the descendants of "Phil Jason", an exceptional man who wrote screenplays in old Hollywood until he blew his own brains out. If society could manufacture more of his type, then perhaps it could be rejuvenated.
Turns out that "Phil" was really "Phyllis", and the spirit of her genius lives on throughout the human race…explaining why women always seem to rule from the shadows, preferring the power behind the throne rather than the throne itself (this is the story's contention, not mine).
A dumb, sexist piece. One star.
Any Number Can Play, by Richard Lippa
by Vincent DiFate
A meteorologist man-and-wife team investigate anomolaus weather off the coast of Florida and find the wreck of an enemy warship that had been creating the storm. Portentous intonations of "could this be happening globally?"
Weather control is all the rage these days, in fiction and nonfiction. Personally I can't buy that all the silver iodide crystals and laser beams will have half the effect that, say, a century of industrial society is having on the Earth. But I also take issue with attibuting harmful weather to malevolent foreign entities. That road leads to Silly Science. We had enough of that with folks like Lysenko. What's next? Railing against vaccinations?
One star.
End of the line
And so ends the last magazine of the calendar year—not with a bang, but with a 2.7 star whimper. This puts it above Vision of Tomorrow (2.8), Fantastic (2.1), and the shockingly bad New Worlds (1.9), but well below Galaxy (3.1), If (3.2), Fantasy and Science Fiction (3.4), and The New S.F. (3.6)
Now that all the magazines are done, I can give you a sneak preview of what the Galactic Stars will look like. Here are all of the mags/anthologies in order of average:
- New Writings 3.679824561
- Fantasy and Science Fiction 3.102574451
- IF 3.070572755
- New Worlds 3.030241097
- Galaxy 3.005917367
- Vision of Tomorrow 2.921091331
- Venture 2.824404762
- Analog 2.688902006
- Fantastic 2.645528083
- Amazing 2.622086594
- Orbit 2.571428571
- Famous 1.897435897
As you can see, Analog finished pretty close to the bottom, barely acing out the Ted White mags (which are on their way up). Campbell's going to have to do better than this if he wants to keep his ~170,000 readers, I imagine.
In other statistics, women wrote just 3% of the new fiction this month, and the four and five star pieces would fill three small digests (out of the eight published). Not an auspicious way to end the decade, but perhaps the '70s will offer up a New New Wave.
See you on the other side!
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