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.But a quarter of the time you could be assured of using the most powerful array of radio telescopes on Earth for other projects.You had only to get through the boring part.A small amount of time had also been reserved for astronomers from other institutions.While the morale had improved noticeably, there were many who agreed with Drumlin; they glanced longingly at the technological miracle that Argus' 131 radio telescopes represented and imagined using them for their own, doubtless meritorious, programs.She was alternately conciliatory and argumentative with Dave, but none of it did any good.He was not in an amiable mood.Drumlin's colloquium was in part an attempt to demonstrate that there were no extraterrestrials anywhere.If we had accomplished so much in only a few thousand years of high technology, what must a truly advanced species, he asked, be capable of? They should be able to move stars about, to reconfigure galaxies.And yet, in all of astronomy there was no sign of a phenomenon that could not be understood by natural processes, for which an appeal to extraterrestrial intelligence had to be made.Why hadn't Argus detected a radio signal by now? Did they imagine just one radio transmitter in all of the sky? Did they realize how many billions of stars they had examined already? The experiment was a worthy one, but now it was over.They didn't have to examine the rest of the sky.The answer was in.Neither in deepest space not near the Earth was there any sign of extraterrestrials.They did not exist.In the question period, one of the Argus astronomers asked about the Zoo Hypothesis, the contention that the extraterrestrials were out there all right but chose not to make their presence known, in order to conceal from humans the fact that there were other intelligent beings in the cosmos--in the same sense that a specialist in primate behavior might wish to observe a troop of chimpanzees in the bush but not interfere with their activities.In reply, Drumlin asked a different question: Is it likely that with a million civilizations in the Galaxy--the sort of number he said was "bandied about" at Argus--there would not be a single poacher? How does it come about that every civilization in the Galaxy abides by an ethic of noninterference? Is it probable that not one of them would be poking around on the Earth?"But on Earth," Ellie replied, "poachers and game wardens have roughly equal levels of technology.If the game warden is a major step ahead--with radar and helicopters, say--then the poachers are out of business."The remark was greeted warmly by some of the Argus staff, but Drumlin only said, "You're reaching, Ellie.You're reaching."* * *To clear her head it was her practice to go for long solo drives in her one extravagance, a carefully maintained 1958 Thunderbird with removable hardtop and little glass portholes flanking the rear seat.Often she would leave the top at home and speed through the scrub desert at night, with the windows down and her dark hair streaming behind her.Over the years, it seemed, she had gotten to know every small impoverished town, every butte and mesa, and every state highway patrolman in southwestern New Mexico.After a night observing run, she would love to zoom past the Argus guard station (that was before the cyclone fencing went up), rapidly changing gears, and drive north.Around Santa Fe, the faintest glimmerings of dawn might be seen above the Sangre de Cristo Mountains.(Why should a religion, she asked herself, name its places after the blood and body, heart and pancreas of its most revered figure? And why not the brain, among other prominent but uncommemorated organs?)This time she drove southeast, toward the Sacramento Mountains.Could Dave be right? Could SETI and Argus be a kind of collective delusion of a few insufficiently hard-nosed astronomers? Was it true that no matter how many years went by without the receipt of a message, the project would continue, always inventing a new strategy for the transmitting civilization, continually devising novel and expensive instrumentation? What would be a convincing sign of failure? When would she be willing to give up and turn to something safer, something more guaranteed of results? The Nobeyama Observatory in Japan had just announced the discovery of adenosine, a complex organic molecule, a building block of DNA, sitting out there in a dense molecular cloud.She could certainly bust herself usefully in looking for life-related molecules in space, even if she gave up searching for extraterrestrial intelligence.On the high mountain road, she glanced at the southern horizon and caught a glimpse of the constellation Centaurus.In that pattern of stars the ancient Greeks had seen a chimerical creature, half man, half horse, who had taught Zeus wisdom.But Ellie could never make out any pattern remotely like centaur.It was Alpha Centauri, the brightest star in the constellation, that she delighted in.It was the nearest star, only four and a quarter light-years away.Actually, Alpha Centauri was a triple system, two suns tightly orbiting one another, and a third, more remote, circling them both.From Earth, the three stars blended together to form a solitary point of light.On particularly clear nights, like this one, she could sometimes see it hovering somewhere over Mexico.Sometimes, when the air had been laden with desert grit after several consecutive days of sand storms, she would drive up into the mountains to gain a little altitude and atmospheric transparency, get out of the car, and stare at the nearest star system.Planets were possible there, although very hard to detect.Some might be closely orbiting any one of the triple suns.A more interesting orbit, with some fair celestial mechanical stability, was a figure eight, which wrapped itself around the two inner suns.What would it be like, she wondered, to live on a world with three suns in the sky? Probably even hotter than New Mexico.* * *The two-lane blacktop highway, Ellie noticed with a pleasant little tremor, was lined with rabbits [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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