The Machine Stops
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Inside, her anxiety increased. The arrangements were old-fashioned and rough. There was even a female attendant, to whom she would have to announce her wants during the voyage. Of course a revolving platform ran the length of the boat, but she was expected to walk from it to her cabin. Some cabins were better than others, and she did not get the best. She thought the attendant had been unfair, and spasms of rage shook her. The glass valves had closed, she could not go back. She saw, at the end of the vestibule, the lift in which she had ascended going quietly up and down, empty. Beneath those corridors of shining tiles were rooms, tier below tier, reaching far into the earth, and in each room there sat a human being, eating, or sleeping, or producing ideas. And buried deep in the hive was her own room. Vashti was afraid.
"O Machine!" she murmured, and caressed her Book, and was comforted.
Then the sides of the vestibule seemed to melt together, as do the passages that we see in dreams, the l
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It gives some food for thoughts.
I like it.
Completely avoiding the themes of class-difference and English societal hypocrisy which feature in his later works, this is a startlingly prescient short story written in Foster's characteristically tidy manner. The basic themes of the novel are exactly as would be expected - humanity, faith, morality - but the the narrative unlike anything else he wrote.
Set in some undated future, man has created a "machine for living" which gradually allows humans to withdraw from all but the most moderated society. Then the machine goes wrong...
An excellent read, whether you like Foster or Science-Fiction, neither or both!
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It will make your hair stand on end, no question about it.