We have lost as many people as there are in England. Yet look at the English. They're all over the place. Two thousand British bureaucrats are running this country through the blind of the Relief, which is really a colonial government disguised as a sort of Red Cross with teeth. The provisional U.S. government in L.A. is gaining strength every day, but so far it's mostly paperwork and planning.
The Capital Replacement Program, where the government prints money to replace the capital of corporations that lost it in the banking catastrophe, has been effective here in California, but so far it hasn't spread beyond the borders. Thus we're dealing with a three-percent inflation rate out here, which is really only reflation of the deflated currency, while the rest of the country is still deflating.
I recall my own personal sense of panic when I discovered that I had no money. None. Even my MasterCard was meaningless. My bank account was simply another lost record among billions of lost records. Our economy was electronically erased, really.
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One of the great acts of economic heroism—which, as usual, nobody outside the profession understands at all—was the creation of the Gold Tier in the currency. Barker Findlay, the chairman of the Federal Reserve, is responsible for that idea. If he hadn't been in Atlanta on Warday—if he had been in Washington—I hate to think about it.
We have experienced an economic situation with no known par-allels. We've been in uncharted territory. At home we had dollar deflation due to scarcity, while abroad our currency was becoming as worthless as if it had inflated itself out of existence. So you had a situation where a house in the States might cost a thousand dollars, while in Italy, say, a thousand dollars wouldn't buy a cup of coffee. This has hurt trade very badly. If it weren't for the gold, we'd be dead in the water as a trading nation. But we're doing pretty well—and out here on the Coast we're beginning actually to thrive—because we've been able to pay in gold for foreign products. By the time the gold gives out, it's to be hoped that we'll have enough independent production to be able to offer goods for trade.
What we are doing is supporting ourselves on gold transfers to foreign companies. The National Mint in Atlanta makes all those beautiful double eagles we send abroad in return for the few and astronomically overpriced televisions and radios and computers the colonial powers will send us.
Around the economics faculty here, it's popular to say that the undamaged powers need our markets. The hell they do. You didn't see Belgium developing the Congo. They do not need our markets, they need our resources, and they will encourage American economic development just enough to get our agricultural system running on a stable base, and then they will put the brakes on.
Our First World friends want to develop their own technological economy without reference to us. They want America to be an agricultural nation. We supply the corn and wheat and soybeans and they give us an occasional stripped Toyota. And yet, we have
the plant and equipment here. Detroit is three-fourths idle, but it didn't get bombed. And EMP did not damage it that much. You can build cars without computers. Hell, we did just fine at it, right up until the seventies. So why aren't the plants in Detroit running?
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but look at the cars—a mess. Plastic doors, for God's sake. Look at the difference between a Chevy Consensus and, for example, a Leyland Star or a Toyota. It's ridiculous. We don't even have any chrome! And yet a Consensus costs more than a Toyota! You can get a Toyota 4xD Timbre for thirty gold dollars, but no paper currency accepted. A Consensus costs three thousand one hundred paper. With a hundred paper to one gold, that's still a hundred dollars more for far less car. Of course, if you're like most people, you can't get gold to buy a Toyota, so you end up with the Consensus.
Now let's see. What haven't I covered? Ah yes, debt. The federal debt, of course, has ceased to exist, largely because of the failure of so many records. And the moratorium on remaining prewar debt will be made permanent within the year, in my opinion. Or at least restructured to new dollars. I mean, you can't expect a man who earns a thousand dollars a year to pay off a hundred-thousand-dollar mortgage, can you? That would have to be pared down at least ten times. Besides, it's unfair to a man whose debt records survived to penalize him with responsibility for them when another man, whose records were lost, gets off scot-free.
I wish you guys would talk to me. I know I agreed to do this solo, but I'm really very uncomfortable with two heavily disguised roadies sitting across from me with a very expensive-looking disk recorder, no matter if you're Quinn's friends or not. I don't know what I've been saying. Maybe I've been a bit subversive. The British have been a tremendous help to us. So have the other Europeans. And the Japanese. I think we would have gone back to the barter level without access to their technology and services, and our economic efficiency would have declined too far to enable us to adjust to the continuing condemnation of farmland in the Midwest.
Famine would have become a permanent institution. And, just for the record, I adore California and if anything I may have said implied otherwise, it was a misstatement.
I think I can lay my hands on some figures. Yes—these come from the U.S. Census Bureau, by the way, the Statistical Abstract of the United States, extrapolated to 1991 from original 1987 data, and taking into account war damage.
First, to say that nobody understood the effects of EMP would be superfluous now. We lost, in about three seconds, approximate-
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ly a hundred and fifty million television sets; five hundred million radios; ten million computers; three hundred million electronic calculating devices; fifty-six million electronic telephones; all television, radio, and microwave relay stations; all electronic business exchanges, such as stock and commodity exchanges; millions of electronic automobile ignitions; most electronically dependent aircraft, either crashed or permanently disabled; all communications satellites, either traversing or in geostationary orbit above the United States, Canada, and the USSR; and something on the order of two hundred trillion pieces of information held in computers.
The war burned down the electronic village, is what it did. What we had not understood was that our financial system depended on that village. All of our destinies were contained in fragile electronic superbrains, and so we have been deprived of destinies. I guess that's the real point of war, isn't it? To create intolerable deprivations and induce deaths.
Since the war we've been like a great lobotomized beast, flopping and struggling in the trackless void, unable to control or comprehend even the smallest shred of its own destiny.
After 1983 the government and many private companies began shielding against the highest level of EMP pulse they could, without spending intolerable sums. That was fifty to a hundred thousand megavolts, depending on the type of system being shielded.
So the Russians simply used larger bombs and tripled the power of the EMP pulse generated. A few extra warheads made billions and billions of dollars' worth of shielding useless.
Because of the ease with which the pulse strength can be increased, EMP shielding is essentially impossible without a vast amount of investment and effort.
Before Warday, we were living in a dream world.
Christ, sometimes I think I'll get up and just walk into the river. Thinking about what mayhem our little bitty nuclear war caused makes me crazy. For example, there's this extraordinary place down the Coast. I know people who've been there. Un-dreamed-of technologies! A European preserve of ultimate luxury.
Shuttles to luxurious space stations we are told nothing about A new world, and we are being left out of it. I know people who say they've seen that port. Somewhere between here and Baja, I don't 188 WARDAY
know where. They want to send us back to the Stone Age so they can have the stars to themselves.
Oh no, that's paranoia. Rumors. I doubt that the Europeans even have any space shuttles. They
suffered too, economically.
I hear about this European plan to create zones in the United States. A British Zone, a German Zone, and so forth. I know that the federal government in L.A. is opposed to that sort of thing. But there's never anything about forming a second Continental Congress and appointing a new electoral college. Or elections. They say we're too electronically disorganized. The last time this nation had a population of a hundred and seventy-five million was 1955, and we managed to vote quite well then without computers. We had no four-lane interstate highway system then, but we traveled freely, and we had a thriving steel industry, a thriving auto industry, a powerful military, a strong and effective government, and a reasonably content population. Remember the Eisenhower years?
You guys must have been kids then. There was no sense of dislocation. Not like now.
Of course, there's the fact that we've had a war. But now these little European states are trying to tie down the giant with a million threads! After World War II, Germany and Japan were far more devastated than we are now, but we poured on the aid and they revived.
Oh, what the hell. You can't blame them for being fed up with superpowers. All they probably want is to see the U.S. broken up into a number of small, independent nations. Can't blame them, damn it.
You know, the problem with being a person like me, at the center of a big university economics department, is that I get too much low-grade information. Although I must say one thing, the British have been very free and open with their statistics. Also, we are beginning to see real bureaucratic reorganization in the U.S.
government.
Now that I think of it, perhaps I've painted too black a picture.
I'm overwrought because I need facts in my profession, and I never get facts anymore. Conjecture. Rumor. Estimate. That's my problem.
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don't even acknowledge it. Subconsciously we're panicked, all of us, and some of us are worse than that. Some of us seem fine on the surface, but inside ourselves we are insane. Take that quack medical group, the Radiant Exercise people, the ones who expose themselves to radiation to acclimatize themselves. They're mad.
Mad as hatters. And the Positive Extinctionists. And above all the Destructuralist Movement. That one's really dangerous, because it's so darned seductive. Give up. Live hand to mouth. Become a goddamn caveman. That's what the Destructuralists are saying.
Despite all that has happened, I don't think humanity would do a service to the planet by voluntarily rejoining the apes, which is what Destructuralism is really all about.
Another thing that's mad is the movement in Europe to make us pay reparations. For what? Both combatant powers lost the war. By staying out, Europe won it. Now it turns out that the whole European peace movement, the Greens and such, were secretly supported by the very governments they were opposing, to give the Soviet Union the impression that Europe was too divided to be dangerous. Meanwhile, the Secret Treaties—you've heard about those? Don't look at me with such blank faces! What are you, a couple of idiots? I'm not a political science professor. The English and the Germans and the French and probably the Italians and the Japanese all had secret treaties to the effect that in the event of a sudden and unexpected nuclear war between the two superpowers, they would seize American nuclear components on their soil. So the Russians had us isolated and didn't even know it.
It's pitiful. If they had but known, they wouldn't have felt nearly so cornered by Spiderweb.
Let me tell you something. There's a school of thought that the Europeans tempted the Soviets into getting trigger-happy by revealing those treaties to them and making the Western Alliance seem disastrously split. Their real purpose was to trick the superpowers into crushing one another. And they succeeded brilliantly.
We're in a state of advanced confusion. And the Soviets! My God, from what I've heard, they've dissolved. We got a report from the London School of Economics to the effect that the Soviet's Eastern European empire is gone. Poland, Rumania, Hungary renounced COMECON. Czechoslovakia broke off diplomatic relations with 190 WARDAY
the Russians. Now the Czechs are under United German protection, whatever that means. Russia lost Moscow just the way we lost Washington. And there were those purple bombs in the Ukraine. Nobody knows what they were, but they killed every stalk of wheat, and now nothing will grow there. The LSE report estimates that the USSR has lost close to half of its population. It's divided into republics, military areas, communist states, even a White Russian enclave. A madhouse of starving, diseased inmates that nobody can help. Then there's China. India. Bangladesh. Do you know about them? About the fate of the world, my friends?
There has been a great reduction in the numbers of humanity on this planet.
When the fallout blew south and east out of the Dakotas, we lost most of the stored grain in the Midwest. And we had to abandon crops on about twenty-eight percent of our grain-planted acres. Smoke blotted out the sun for so long the temperature dropped in the Midwest. Add to that the cash crisis, the collapse of the banking system, the disruption of transport, and you have a net farm output down fifty-five percent by 1989. And in 1990 we dropped to thirty-eight percent of 1987 levels. Farm machinery broke down and spare parts were hard to get. People couldn't get their land tested for radiation, and they abandoned it rather than breathe the dust of their own soil. You had hundreds of thousands of good acres abandoned, and then the great dust storms. That's not over yet. That's going to be a problem. If we don't get in there and at least reseed the land with grass, we're going to see the bare topsoil in the Midwest blowing all the way to the Atlantic and the Gulf. Of course, that would be the end of this country as a farming entity. We'd then have another famine.
The Agriculture Department is pushing hard to do this reseeding from the air. The trouble is, we can't get enough grass seed!
There isn't enough, not in all the world, to get cover on all the fal-low acres before next spring. The past few years we've had long, wet winters. We've had dry springs, but not dry enough to cause more than local dust problems. But time is against us.
Let's see now, which of my peeves and beefs haven't I covered?
Well, there's the state of the industrial economy. The fact that most Americans are traveling in trains when we could easily be fly-
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ing. The fact that the Japanese will not provide us with the equipment to build microchips on our own. Short-term, that's a sensible policy for them, but in the long run the vision of America as an agricultural society, industrially backward and politically castrated, just isn't going to work.
We're seeing one good thing, though, and so far it hasn't been interrupted, except by Japan. This is the return of American technology from abroad. We've recently seen RCA's whole Singapore and Taiwan manufacturing facilities returned. They're in Los Angeles now, in twelve bonded warehouses, the equipment we need to start producing a whole new generation of computers on American soil. And we've kept our intellectual base intact. Our schools are still damn good. We've had IBM equipment returned from Europe, Pan Am and TWA planes from all over the world, U.S. military equipment coming back, all sorts of things like that.
But we could easily absorb millions of small computers, and hundreds of thousands of large ones. Not to mention radios and televisions in the hundreds of millions. Net import of televisions in 1991 was exactly six million units. You know what a Sony TV
costs, of course. Ridiculous, that the average American would have to put in six months' work to buy a television set—if he can convert his paper to gold. Of course, I understand the Japanese problem. They can't possibly produce enough electronic equipment to satisfy U.S. needs. What's more, we can't afford it. All the gold we've got won't be enough to rewire the electronic village.
By the end of this century, either Britain or Japan will be the most powerful nation on earth. I was taken to England last ye
ar.
The London School of Economics offered me a chair, with about triple my current salary, free medical care, and the same kind of life we were used to here before the war. Hell, I would have taken it if I hadn't been such a stubborn old curmudgeon. I like these goddamn United States. My family emigrated from England to get work. The Golden Door. I am not going back, it's as simple as that But my trip there was a hell of a surprise. First off, you have the Conservative Party and the Social Democrats. Labor is dead.
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between London and their various other cities. Planes, trains, cars.
I never saw so many Rolls-Royces and Bentleys in my life. My God, London is like some kind of a high-tech jewel. You can talk to your goddamn TV set to order goods and services. Talk to it!
I was shown the Royal Space Center, where they're planning for eventual interstellar travel. They hope to reach Barnard's Star, which they believe has an Earthlike planet.
I came home on Concorde II. Seven hours, London to San Francisco, and no sonic boom, not flying as high as it does. I came back to Berkeley. Back to my damned Consensus with the cracked rear window and the permanent pull to the right. I came back also to Quinn, and Russian Hill, and the slow process of rediscovering myself as a person and a Californian. Also an American, of course.
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The enumeration in the Constitution of certain
rights shall not be construed to deny or
disparage others retained by the people.
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of the United States
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Long cars on long roads; restaurants and bars open round the clock; supermarkets that sell everything from toothbrushes to pas-ta machines pina coladas and
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