The Gray Prince, Jack Vance

Where do I even start with this?

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While I’m certain there are people who disagree with me (especially those who’ve given this book 1 star ratings in various places complaining about the ‘problematic’ themes), The Gray Prince is an amazing piece of science fiction that deserves a place in the High School curriculum somewhere between the Great Gatsby and The Things They Carried.

Anyone who has read my blog for an extended period of time knows that I don’t really talk much about Social Justice Warriors, but there’s really no way to talk about the Gray Prince without bringing them up because this book is literally about Social Justice Warriors. Of course the political ideas and themes explored here are a lot harder to unpack than just saying it’s about SJWs.

The story comes at us from the perspective of the center, first from a moderately conservative character, secondly from the moderately liberal/progressive character. Much of the ‘adventure’ portion of the story is the moderately liberal/progressive character, who is as part of an alphabet soup progressive organization, learning that isolated political classes, demagogues and ideologues tend to have no idea of the practical realities of the situations over which they try to dictate, and such dictations have potentially dire consequences. He also realizes that he’s been kind of a condescending dick of the ‘white mans burden’ variety after spending some time with one of the aliens. Vance cleverly subverts our expectations by making the titular Gray Prince not a hero out to save the world but an agitating grievance monger masquerading as a populist upon whom political agitators and people concerned with feels can project their various hopes and desires.  One of the recurring complaints I’ve seen is that the Gray Prince, a political radical, isn’t the main character.  The other complaint is the book casts an entire race in a single light because of Jorjol’s buffoonery, completely ignoring the character of Kurgech and several Uldra tribes who all have differing political, cultural and social views and are opposed to the Gray Prince.

But what I want to talk about is the Minimum Wage. That’s right, the Minimum Wage. Though it’s only a minor detail mentioned once the Gray Prince, Vance makes an excellent illustrative point for why the Minimum Wage is a useless and harmful notion.

In the Gaean Empire, people have switched to the SLU. The SLU or Standard Labor-value Unit is defined as “the value of an hour of unskilled labor under standard conditions. The unit supersedes all other monetary bases in that it derives from the single invariable commodity of the human universe: toil.”

By raising the minimum wage, what are we doing but breaking our hour into smaller pieces, each less valuable than before? Currently, we could say that $1 would be worth just a little less than .14 SLU. Locally, $1 in Seattle would be worth .06 1/3 SLU, though the common currency shared regionally and nationally might balance it out for goods imported into the area. If we raised fixed minimum wages nationally, any actual benefits netted by a local or region wage raise would be negated; it would be $15 = 1 SLU instead of $7.25 = 1 SLU. So nationally, $15 would be worth what $7.25 had been before the hike.

I’m not saying that an SLU currency is in any way preferable or a good idea, but it works to show that our time is the inflexible variable and any arbitrary increase or decrease in the segmentized monetization of our time spent at labor does nothing to actually increase the wealth of the wage-earner, only the granular liquidity of their time.

Anyway, the moderate conservative girl realizes that she loves and respects the tough land baron for his resourcefulness and thoughtful decisiveness and realizes he’s far more empathetic than she gave him credit for, the moderate progressive boy realizes that ideology doesn’t always jibe with reality and practicality is as worthy as principle, the heroes destroy the progressive alphabet soup organizations and politicians’ agenda with logic backed by evidence, and the SJW villain goes “off to inflict himself upon another world” because no one left on Koryphon has time for his bullshit.

The biggest issue I’d had with The Dragon Masters was not a problem here. While it was odd to have so many foot-notes in a work of fiction, the descriptions and insights they offered never left me wondering what this or that alien word meant, and it allowed Vance to easily expand the vocabulary of his work, conveying ideas and concepts in one alien word when a paragraph would be necessary without it. All of the aliens and monsters were fairly well described, so I was never really left scratching my head.

There are a few things which could be worked into your game, whether it’s fantasy or sci-fi. The terrifying morphotes are great if you need a race of questionably intelligent shape-shifting demon monsters. There are primitive air-ships called “sky-sharks”, which are basically a flying plank with a windshield and a gun. The “crazy-box” would make a great “magic” item as a re-usable charm person.

Lastly, I’d note that the Uldras cannot have failed to shape Morrowind’s Dunmer; I’d never believe you if you told me that no one on Bethesda’s creative team had read and loved this book. Blue nomadic people, some of whom are content with their political status in an imperial colony, others of whom violently hold onto traditions and are just as at odds with their fellows as they are the outsiders? Uldras or Dunmer? Slavers who moralize about ancestral land rights? Uldras or Dunmer? The blue nomads who want the outsiders to leave are the ones with slaves and the blue nomads who are okay with the outsiders are not? Uldras or Dunmer? I could go on, but I won’t. At least not today.

So, some lessons from the Gray Prince:
-Distant governing bodies are typically unaware of the consequences of their legislation because they are hopelessly out of touch with those whom they nominally govern.
-Time is an inflexible economic resource.
-Harping on birthright territorial grievance is pointless and dangerous because everything was taken from someone or something at some point; if you follow reparation and restitution as a principle, you’d have to go back to the beginning of time.
-Not having your head up your ass can easily be mistaken for Privilege.
-When shit hits the fan, you’re better off with people like Varg than hipsters who tell you listening to Burzum is problematic.

Short Reviews – Books, Joanna Russ

This is not really a Short Review. It is me complaining about the February 1974 issue of the Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction. Sorry.

Joanna Russ, writer of bad magic negress Lovecraft fanfiction, begins her column in this issue stating “In the 1950’s somebody defined urban renewal as “replacing Negroes with trees,” and I’m beginning to think that in the same way too many typical science fiction horror stories are not the universal dystopias they pretend to be, but rather the unhappy wails of privilege-coming-to-and-end(sic).” That one sentence was enough; I wasn’t going to bother reading six pages of her tripe, but now the commenters in the letters section of the January 1976 issue complaining about the Books column having turned into kvetching by literary critics and writers airing out their personal grudges rather than alerting readers to great new science fiction make a lot more sense. Thank god that the other two issues I have had Budrys writing the column.

I solidly expect this issue of F&SF to be completely terrible (I accidentally saw the ending of the novella; 60+ pages to set up a Jewish mother joke) and don’t even know if I want to waste my time on it. I’d rather write about fun and awesome SF&F than bitch about bad SF&F; it would at least be more useful to my readers.

Do any of the following names ring a bell or should I skip this issue entirely (except for Baird Searles column, of course)?
Michael Bishop
Barry Malzberg
Vonda McIntyre
Dennis Etchison
Joseph Green

So, rather than be angry and read something that I knew was going to amount to a novella length Jew joke, I started Leigh Brackett’s The Nemesis from Terra. It was immediately obvious that I had made the correct choice. Brackett plunges us straight into the action, wherein a man is pursued by Martian apes, kills a Martian mystic who predicts his ascendancy over Mars, is tossed in the slave mines to work for chain smoking Mercurian thugs, and meets a lady with “a strong, supple body whose curves even the coverall couldn’t hide and hair of a rich, warm mahogany color that made her skin look like cream” who he calls ‘baby’. Mmmmm… problematic sci-fi…

"Now that we're king and queen of Mars, baby, I'm gonna light up a Kent!"  Not even Martian fines make it through our famous Micronite filter!

“Now that we’re king and queen of Mars, baby, I’m gonna light up a Kent!” Not even Martian fines make it through our famous Micronite filter!

In completely unrelated news, new empirical evidence suggests that internalized misogyny goes straight to the chest and improves STEM related skills.