Timeline - Michael Crichton [56]
“And Chris. It’s nice to see you again. I like the computer-simulation approach to that mill bridge; I think it will pay off.”
Chris had time only to nod before Doniger was saying, “And David Stern. We haven’t met. But I gather you’re also a physicist, as I am.”
“That’s right. . ..”
“Welcome aboard. And André. Not getting any shorter! Your paper on the tournaments of Edward I certainly set Monsieur Contamine straight. Good work. So: please, all of you, please sit down.”
They sat, and Doniger moved to the head of the table.
“I will get right to the point,” Doniger said. “I need your help. And I will tell you why. For the last ten years, my company has been developing a revolutionary new technology. It is not a technology of war. Nor is it a commercial technology, to be sold for profit. On the contrary, it is an entirely benign and peaceful technology that will provide a great benefit to mankind. A great benefit. But I need your help.”
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“Consider for a moment,” Doniger continued, “how unevenly technology has impacted the various fields of knowledge in the twentieth century. Physics employs the most advanced technology—including accelerator rings many miles in diameter. The same with chemistry and biology. A hundred years ago, Faraday and Maxwell had tiny private labs. Darwin worked with a notebook and a microscope. But today, no important scientific discovery could be made with such simple tools. The sciences are utterly dependent on advanced technology. But what about the humanities? During this same time, what has happened to them?”
Doniger paused, rhetorically. “The answer is, nothing. There has been no significant technology. The scholar of literature or history works exactly as his predecessors did a hundred years before. Oh, there have been some minor changes in authentication of documents, and the use of CD-ROMs, and so forth. But the basic, day-to-day work of the scholar is exactly the same.”
He looked at each of them in turn. “So we have an inequity. The fields of human knowledge are unbalanced. Medieval scholars are proud that in the twentieth century their views have undergone a revolution. But physics has undergone three revolutions in the same century. A hundred years ago, physicists argued about the age of the universe and the source of the sun’s energy. No one on earth knew the answers. Today, every schoolchild knows. Today, we have seen the length and breadth of the universe, we understand it from the level of galaxies to the level of subatomic particles. We have learned so much that we can speak in detail about what happened during the first few minutes of the birth of the exploding universe. Can medieval scholars match this advance within their own field? In a word, no. Why not? Because no new technology assists them. No one has ever developed a new technology for the benefit of historians—until now.”
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A masterful performance, Gordon thought. One of Doniger’s best—charming, energetic, even excessive at moments. Yet the fact was, Doniger had just given them an exciting explanation for the project—without ever revealing its true purpose. Without ever telling them what was really going on.
“But I told you I needed your help. And I do.”
Doniger’s mood changed. He spoke slowly now, somber, concerned. “You know that Professor Johnston came here to see us because he thought we were withholding information. And in a way, we were. We did have certain information that we hadn’t shared, because we couldn’t explain how we got it.”
And, Gordon thought, because Kramer screwed up.
“Professor Johnston pushed us,” Doniger was saying. “I’m sure you know his way. He even threatened to go to the press. Finally we showed him the technology we are about to show you. And he was excited—just as you will be. But he insisted on going back, to see for himself.”
Doniger paused. “We didn’t want him to go. Again, he threatened. In the end, we had no choice but to let him go. That was three days ago. He is still back there. He asked you for help, in a message he