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A SCAM, IT’S NOT MICROSOFT

A SCAM, IT’S NOT MICROSOFT

This post will be followed by another more lengthy post concerning scams I have experienced three times with my computer being locked with a screen saying Microsoft has found a security leak on my computer. There is usually a blue screen along with one or two others warning you not to turn off your computer. You are given a phone number to call. DO NOT CALL THE NUMBER.

Do turn off your computer. After turning my computer back on one time the screens and lock were gone, one time they weren’t, and I had to seek help to get my computer unlocked.

The first time I experienced this scam I did call the number listed. I will soon post what happens when you call the number

WHAT IS AN ‘INFO DUMP’?

                            WHAT IS AN ‘INFO DUMP’?

What is an ‘info dump’?

A ‘info dump’ is something writers try to avoid. In my opinion, an ‘info dump’ slows down the story and may result in boring the reader. Here is the condition which could result in an ‘info dump’ if the writer is not careful. It would be interesting if you now thought about some of the stories you have read and whether they contained an ‘info dump’ and if it affected your appreciation of the story. Say there’s a situation in a story which requires a detailed explanation to carry the story along. How the writer decides to explain these details could result in the story shifting from a story to a lecture and possibly bore the reader. What I usually do is first determine how much detail the reader needs to understand what is happening in the story. Then I deliver the knowledge usually with characters discussing the situation rather than writing a detailed explanation to inform the reader of what is involved in what is occurring in the story. Conversation between characters avoids an ‘info dump’. In my story, Martian Rebirth, I use the head of NASA conducting a press conference to include some prion information in the

A LOOK AT A FORGOTEN HISTORY

PRIONS AND THE MARS INVASION OF EARTH

PRIONS AND THE MARS INVASION OF EARTH

While writing Martian Rebirth I asked myself, “How could enough prions, floating through space, be able to infect an entire planet. This recently resulted in a look at prion replication.  Also, in avoiding including this information, I avoided an ‘info dump’.

The next two posts will involve an explanation of what an ‘info dump’ is and a look and prion replication and how, in my story, prion replication on Earth would be different than that on Mars. These subjects may not instill a burning interest in some. But some may be curious.

I wondered how prions multiply for they are nothing but strains of protein lacking DNA and RNA, standard requirements to multiply.

I also realized if an expensive exploration of my question in this story would probably result in an ‘info dump’ and slow down the story. So now that you have read the story what follows is the explanation of what exactly an ‘info dump’ is and a brief look at prion replication.

MARTIAN REBIRTH ANALYSIS

                           MARTIAN REBIRTH ANALYSIS

I mentioned before I posted Martian Rebirth that an Earth invasion was involved. That the invasion did not involve animal, vegetable or mineral. Now you know that the culprit was prions, those small pieces of protein known to cause disease, here on Earth, such diseases as mad-cow disease and its human equivalent. And these little guys are difficult to get rid of. They have been found on surgical instruments use during surgery involving prions. Remaining even after autoclaving (sterilization with heat and steam).

Yet if you were careful in your reading you will find that in the first part of the story posted Mars itself was invaded by an unknown source of prions which altered the planet’s inhabitance, for the better.

Perhaps after prion contamination of mankind, things will improve on our planet. Sounds like another story waiting in the wings.

My next post will be yet another concerning Martian Rebirth. The discussion will be the result of my being a former scientist and, currently, a writer.

The post will begin with a question I asked myself while writing this story. Perhaps you harbor the same question.

MARTIAN REBIRTH, CONTINUED

MARTIAN REBIRTH

Jeff Granger and Tom Nariba, mission specialists and the first men chosen to walk on the surface of Mars, waved to the cheering crowd as they approached the spacecraft that would take them on their journey.  Behind them came Bill Griss, copilot, and Donald Summers, mission commander.   They would remain in orbit around the red planet, mapping and performing scientific studies while relaying communications to and from Earth of the team on Mars’ surface.  The astronauts craned their necks, taking in the massive rocket.  The vehicle that would take them on a sojourn that would last eighteen months.  The rocket was twice the size of the Saturn V used for the lunar missions. Composed of two stages, the first stage was used for the launch. The second stage would take them to the International Space Station where it would be refueled and the module containing the living quarters and the attached surface vehicle for exploration of the planet was already present.  The fact that the booster could refuel at the International Space Station made the trip possible.  Once refueled, the booster, along with the attached vehicles, would take them to Mars.

Jeff turned to Tom and said, “I still find it hard to believe we are going to Mars.  We hope to answer major questions man has had about the red planet.  Was there ever life on Mars?  Does life, in some form, still exist?”

Jeff and Tom were in their thirties and entered the astronaut program ten years ago and had extensive training in space travel and more importantly were extremely capable scientists. They were excellent physical specimens, practically guaranteed to remain disease free for the length of the mission.  Jeff, with his short-cropped blond hair, startling blue eyes, and athletic build, would not look out of place on a California beach.  Tom topped Jeff’s six-foot frame by two inches.  His unruly black hair and swarthy complexion hinted at his Arab roots. Both had loner personalities which would benefit them while working independently on the planet’s surface.

The psychological profiles of Bill Griss and Donald Summers were nearly opposite than that of the men going to the planet’s surface. These two were sociable and at ease with company in close places.  Bill and Donald were test pilots – flyers. Their ability to make split-second decisions under adverse circumstances was why they were important to the crew.  The little science they knew had been spoon-fed to them in preparation for this mission. This mix of personalities on the long journey to Mars and back to Earth was a healthy combination for the mission

 The launch from Earth, on their epic voyage, was uneventful and surprisingly on time.  Each man experienced a twinge of sadness knowing they would not set foot on Earth for eighteen months. But these feelings faded rapidly, replaced by the excitement of the adventure ahead.  Donald Summers surveyed his crew as the bone-jarring launch made communication impossible and thought, We must prove that machines lack the flexibility that the human mind can provide when unforeseen situations occur. That man can digest data to answer questions that cannot be anticipated by robotic sensors.  So much depends on the answers we provide.

Docking with the space station went smoothly.  They would spend two days there before they made the final leap to Mars.  The Mars module had to be thoroughly inspected one final time while their booster was being refueled.  Jeff and Tom had practiced this procedure countless times, yet after all the training sessions, this time the procedure felt different. This time it was real.

With all the supplies loaded, they were released from the space station and the booster, along with its human cargo, slowly drifted away.  With small positioning thrusts, the booster’s orbit decelerated.  Before long the distance between it and the space station was more than one hundred miles.  The booster fired signaling the beginning of the longest space journey man had yet to take.  Griss was the first to speak as the Earth grew smaller and details blurred, “We’re leaving our comfortable planet to explore a distant world.  I wonder what we will find and if we will answer the ultimate question, the possibility of life on Mars.”

The astronauts were kept busy on their trip by a host of experiments to accomplish and observations to make.  Their spacecraft contained a refractor telescope for visual observations and an infrared telescope both taking advantage of being far from the Earth’s polluting light. The telescopes would be in constant use. Time flew by during the seven-month long journey to Mars.

 Jeff and Tom had their own unique specialties and would spend four months exploring the red planet. Jeff was a biologist, looking for signs of life, including bacteria and viruses, and confirming the presence and the amount of water detected by unmanned probes orbiting the planet. Tom, the geologist, would study rock formations to trace the planet’s history. And with Jeff’s help, he would also drill into the surface for evidence which the presence of fossils might harbor.

One day, when they were halfway to the red planet, Jeff said, “Since I was a kid, I’ve heard about little green men.  My favorite movie was ‘War of the Worlds’.  Now I’m going there, and I still can’t believe it.  The closer we get, the more anxious I am to know if some form of life could be waiting there for us.”

Tom answered, “I’ve been thinking about the prospect of finding life too.  It will be a great discovery if we do.  But it will also signal the end of our civilization’s conviction that it holds a unique place in a sterile universe.  I hope we find some sign of Martian life.  But at the same time, I sometimes fear the consequences such a discovery may involve. Would society have difficulty facing the fact that we are not alone.”

The four men were surprised how fast time passed on their journey.  While they were conducting their assigned experiments, Mars went from a distant point of light to a discernable disc to a moon-sized sphere, and finally to a new world.

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With the help of the onboard computer, the booster inserted itself into orbit around the red planet, an orbit that would take the craft over a previously discovered ice field.  Jeff and Tom prepared to make their momentous journey to the surface.  They separated their module from the booster and headed toward Mars.  Their module resembled the lunar craft used long ago, but on a much larger scale for this was going to be their living quarters not for days, but for months. The module also contained a lab with many of the instruments normally found in a biology lab but miniaturized.  When time came for them to return to the booster, the lower part of the module would remain behind with instrumentation that would continue to monitor the planet’s surface.  Their living quarters would rejoin the booster and reattach for the voyage back to Earth.

The touchdown on the Martian surface set both their hearts racing.  Each had wondered about the feelings this moment would produce.  In the end, pure awe was the product.  They viewed the pale red landscape out their window, contrasted against an ebony sky speckled with stars..  Jeff said to Tom, “I know it’s against regulations, but I think we should both take the first steps on to the surface together.”  Tom happily agreed.

An hour later, they were suited up and ready to leave the module.  As they stepped onto the Martian surface, they said the lines that were practiced for the audience back on Earth.  “We bring the presence of mankind to our sister planet Mars.  Fiction has dealt with the prospect that this red planet harbors life.  We have journeyed to seek the truth behind the fiction.”  Once the excitement of their first steps wore off, both men settled down to complete their assigned tasks.

The module had landed on the intended ice field.  Tom took core samples and conducted seismic tests to determine the depth of the ice.  He found the depth to vary between thirty and fifty feet.  He already knew the dimensions of the field from orbiting observations to be hundreds of square miles in area.  This would supply an abundant amount of water for future explorations and make possible the establishment of colonies that would serve as a stepping-stone for future space exploration.

Tom examined the Martian ice for signs of life by gently melting a quantity of water, then passing the solution through two filter sizes.  The first filter would trap any bacteria present and would be incubated with growth media to see if any colonies would form.  He used a microscope to check for the presence of bacteria, but none were present. 

 The second filter would be used to detect viruses and, if present, would be encouraged to proliferate. During these studies Tom wore a disposable bio suit to protect him from any life form present and worked in a miniature laminar flow hood. He ran test after test yielding no positive results for the presence of bacteria or viruses. He would also harvest water to be returned to Earth.

Jeff spent days roaming the Martian landscape while Tom remained close to the spacecraft. Jeff drove the exploration vehicle to distant geologic formations, taking samples and making measurements.  He had never felt such deep peace knowing he was alone exploring the surface of Mars studying, charting and sampling the alien landscape. He found hints of the fossilized existence of life in the past, but detailed analysis back on Earth would be needed for confirmation.

The time to journey back to Earth rapidly approached. The astronauts had spent over three months working extremely hard in their quest to discover life and study the planet. Tom and Jeff were disappointed with their research results. They did not find firm evidence of any present life past or present. Perhaps the samples they were returning with would supply more hopeful results.

Days before their voyage home the crew orbiting Mars ran into their first major problem.  The fuel cells’ mechanism used to manufacture water on the orbiter broke down.  They would still be able to process their urine into potable water, but their bodies used more water than the processed urine could provide.  They would never be able to survive the seven-month journey home on the dwindling water their urine yielded.

Mission control was notified.  Jeff and Tom had fuel cells on their module to manufacture water while they were on the planet’s surface.  But the part of the craft that contained the fuel cells would remain behind. The solution was obvious, a solution the astronauts had already decided upon but waited to be confirmed.  The response from mission control said, “You are sitting on a vast amount of water.  Fill the storage tanks on the surface module with filtered water filtered twice, to insure its sterility. That, along with your processed urine should provide enough water for you to return home.”

The Martian water’s pH was tested and found to be basically neutral; water on Earth was slightly acid due to dissolved carbon dioxide.  Atomic absorption analysis was also run to discover if there were any dissolved minerals present.  The water contained fewer trace minerals than water found on Earth.  Later, as a mission control scientist studied the analysis he commented, “The Martian water is purer than what comes out of my faucet. Probably tastes better too.”  Tom spent the last days melting and filtering water, then filling all the storage tanks to the brim.

The time came to depart Mars.  As the two men watched the red surface recede to a red disc, they felt a twinge of regret. Their capsule successfully coupled with the orbiter that would take them home.  As they departed Mars’ orbit Donald Summers said to his crew, “We did not discover any life forms currently present, but our rock samples may uncover the evidence of life in the past. After we return to Earth analysis of the sample we are bringing back may yield evidence of past life.”  But each crewmember secretly harbored the fear that Mars was a sterile world.  Perhaps mankind was a unique product of fortunate circumstances in an otherwise sterile infinity.

Four months into their return flight they found it necessary to begin consumption of Martian water.  Tom was first to taste the water.  “Bottoms up,” he said.  He took a long drink then said, “This water does have a slight aftertaste, probably due to some dissolved minerals, but I’m sure it’s safe..   Bill responded, “You’re right.  But I can tolerate the aftertaste for three months if the alternative is dying of thirst.  The four men learned to ignore the strange taste, knowing the water was pure, and looked forward to returning home.

Jeff was the first to notice the beginning of the change.  His thick blond hair had begun to thin, in fact, all the hair on his body began to disappear.  He took to wearing a baseball cap to hide his change in appearance.  One day Tom saw him without his cap and asked, “What the hell is happening to you?”  His questions ceased when he found clumps of his own hair in the sink. Soon all four of the astronauts suffered the same malady, complete loss of all hair.

Bill and Donald both had families, which lead them to experience more anxiety than the two single astronauts.  Bill said to Donald, “I have no idea what is happening to us.  I sometimes try to think of my family but I’m beginning to have trouble.” With a weary look Donald responded, “I am too.  I don’t know what’s going on.” 

In addition, they experienced a decrease in the musculature of their arms and legs.  Their arms and legs lengthened and became exceedingly thin while the little fingers of their hands withered and were lost.  Fear of all the changes they had undergone was short lived for their brains were changing as well.

Two months into their journey home all communications with mission control ceased.  The minds of the astronauts became confused, unable to focus.  They found the words communicated to them from Earth alien but were able to understand the thoughts behind the words.  Their thoughts remained bewildered until they crossed some strange boundary in their brains.  They were now at peace knowing the mission they were sent to fulfill would be accomplished, but not the mission as planned.  The four beings sat perfectly still and studied one another with their huge black eyes.  They felt no alarm as their skin turned a grayish hue, and their skulls enlarged to become huge cranial domes.

Back on Earth, Emma Griss and Rhonda Summers, wives of the two astronauts, talked often.  During one call, Rhonda told Emma, “It’s been so long since we’ve had any word from mission control.  I’m sure there must be some kind of telemetry being received from the spacecraft.  I wish they would give us more information.”  The two women continued to call each other on a regular basis but their mutual hope was rapidly replaced by fear.

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The space capsule separated from its booster and began its fiery descent to the Pacific Ocean.  A fleet of naval ships was on hand for retrieval. Parachutes deployed and the craft landed precisely where intended.  The computers had functioned flawlessly.  Divers from a hovering helicopter jumped into the water to attach a cable to the capsule which delivered it to a nearby aircraft carrier.  A specially trained technician opened the capsule’s hatch.  With no word from the crew for so long he feared all he would discover upon opening the capsule would be four corpses.  The sight that greeted him shocked and repulsed him.  He immediately shouted for aid to remove the four.

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A week after the four astronauts returned to Earth, after the most important space voyage ever accomplished by mankind, the world was still deprived of greeting their heroes.  The press clamored for information. Questions ran rampant about the outcome of the expedition.

To alleviate all speculation George Fredrick, head of NASA, arranged a meeting in the building housing the astronauts with members of the media to end all conjecture.  

The small auditorium was packed with international press.  A remote feed to a larger room in another building held the overflow.  The tension was palpable as the NASA head approached the podium.

“Ladies and gentlemen of the press, I have called this meeting to end all speculation as to the outcome of our Martian expedition and to introduce you to our gallant astronauts.

“But before I present them, I would like to say something about the conclusions formed from the samples Jeff and Tom obtained from their exploration of the surface of Mars. After extensive analysis of the samples, it is speculated that there is an extremely strong possibility that a primitive civilization had existed there in the past and was suddenly altered by a factor of unknown origin.”

George Fredrick waited for the uproar of the audience to die down.

“In a sense, from what we can determine, the inhabitants of Mars were manipulated by biological material perhaps journeying from outer space transforming a primitive species into a highly intelligent form of life by infecting the Martian water which changed the Martians into creatures designed by an unknown lifeforce. Analysis of rock samples from Mars indicates that two species of intelligent creatures once existed on Mars. This is, of course, speculation but this theory is the result of bits of fossilized skull fragments. Both skulls indicate, through size and structure, intelligent creatures. However, one was possibly far superior to the other in mental acuity.

“What is fascinating is that, through carbon dating, that the two forms existed together for a very short interval. The transition from one creature to another appears to be remarkably instantaneous. Our astronauts confirm the rapidity of this process

“As you all know, the one major problem experienced on this mission was the breakdown of our water-making capabilities.  Because of this, our astronauts were forced to drink filtered, sterilized Martian water.  We now know that even though this water was sterile, it was not pure.

“After our astronauts returned, the water was further analyzed.  One method used was western blot technology to determine if there were any foreign proteins present.  It was found that indeed there were.  What we discovered in the Martian water was the presence of prions.  These bits of protein, although not alive, can alter living beings.  On this planet, prions cause mad cow disease and the human counterpart Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease.”

Fredrick next showed a slide of the Martian prion protein structure.

“Prions are virtually indestructible. Surgical instruments used where prions were present were found to still harbor the proteins even after being autoclaved. However, alcohol, which denatures protein, can eliminate them.

“These prions can apparently function as a carrier with transformation capabilities.  By a manner not yet understood they can take over the biochemistry of whatever creature consumes them and converts that creature into what can only be called the Martain which existed at the end of intelligent life on the planet. This finding was truly unexpected. These prions were there for a sinister purpose.  They harbor the unique property of creating alien creatures from any being that ingests them.  They possess the ability to transform contaminated beings into those of the planet from which the prions originated.  Our voyage to the red planet may have been the first time it had been visited by sentient life, but prions appeared first.  The discovery of these prions demonstrates that there are forces at work in the universe that we can only begin to comprehend.

“One aspect of our astronauts’ return trip was puzzling.  Why did they not contact mission control when they noticed the first physical changes?   On Earth, prions affect only the brain.  It is only conjecture, but we feel that long before any physical manifestations took hold, their brains were first affected.  Once they had all ingested the prions, their brains were altered.  We feel this protective mechanism prevented communication with any other beings except their fellow aliens.  Now that the process is complete, we hope to find a way to communicate with our astronauts.

“Without further delay, I would like to introduce to you Jeff Granger, Tom Nariba, Bill Griss and Donald Summers – Martians.”

The door to the isolation chamber opened and there sat the four Martians with their huge black unblinking eyes.  The reporters present reacted with horror and wonder.

With their mission in mind and knowledge provided by the prions, the four former astronauts consumed large amounts of Martian water knowing that their bodies would produce a copious supply of concentrated prions.

The four Martians quietly sat as they read the thoughts of the crowd.  Each had in his possession a secreted vial of ‘concentrated Martian water thick with prions to transform the Earth into their home.

                                             THE END

MARTIAN REBIRTH, ANOTHER INVASION ATTEMPT

                                           MARTIAN REBIRTH

The last Martians clung desperately to life, knowing their situation was hopeless.  Still, they practiced a truth known throughout the universe; life is precious and vigorously preserve. But their society was doomed.  The underground cities they inhabited were littered with corpses. Their scientists had predicted this turn of events, but no one believed it true until it was too late.

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As time passes the atmosphere of Mars began to thin, but since the loss began the Martians inhabited the planet’s core and manufactured their own atmosphere, the population worried little.  They had their magnificent oceans on the surface, the source of life-giving power, the declining atmosphere was of little concern.

The scientists tried to explain the impact of the loss of the atmosphere.  One prominent scientist addressed the supreme council, “We are safe in our cities, we control most of the aspects of our life – the atmosphere, food production – but we have no control over the oceans on which our lives depend.

“Our atmosphere is slowly thinning, escaping into space.  A thousand years from now, the atmosphere will be too thin to support life, but you say, “’We live in the planet’s core and make our atmosphere’, that is correct, but we cannot duplicate the surface water that gives us the unique life which is ours.”   

“Our oceans will disappear.  With little atmosphere, much of the water will sublime into space.  What water remains will freeze.  No longer will the streams of life filter from the surface to fill our lakes.  We may be able to farm the ice, but we will never be able to supply the vast amount of water our society requires. Understand, we can manufacture water, but it will not have the same life-giving properties which water contained on the surface provides.”

At one time that the most advanced beings on Mars were a primal form of life. But gradually, due to some unknown factor, the Martians changed both physically and mentally resulting in an entirely new society. For newborns this factor was unable to cross the Martian placenta causing the babies of the inhabitants to appear nothing like the adults. But once the babies began nursing and drinking the water, they took on the appearance of their parents.

A thousand years passed; the scientist’s prophecy came to fruition.  The oceans began to disappear.  The planet cooled, the atmosphere thinned and what remained of the oceans froze.  Where once the deafening roar of the water from above filling the lakes below echoed through the interior of the planet, now there was only silence.

Rationing began, but an estimate of approximately one hundred years was given for their society to continue.  As the years passed, the lakes grew smaller and smaller.   Eventually, they became pools of mud and then parched ground.

The last Martians huddled near what water remained.  No one had the strength to venture to the surface and gather what little ice which was still there.  They grieved for their magnificent cities; now vast wastelands filled with rotting corpses.  All hope for their civilization was lost.

                                                 TO BE CONTINUED

ANOTHER INVASION ATTEMPT

                       MARS TRIES ONCE AGAIN TO INVADE EARTH

My next post will be my short story Martian Rebirth published by Bewildering Stories in 2007 and Books To Go Now in 2011.

In the story Mars is attempting to occupy our planet. But this time the plan is nothing like what was attempted in the past (you understand we are talking fiction, as far as I know).

The method being used is quite unique. It involves neither animal, vegetable nor mineral. And the plan is in no was connected to AI.

This should keep you guessing.

Enjoy the story.

THE CHANGING TIMES

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THE UNIVERSE IN BALANCE, A REJECTION IN ERROR

THE UNIVERSE IN BALANCE, A REJECTION IN ERROR

You may find this post interesting after reading my previous post a short story, The Universe in Balance. Or perhaps it will spark your interest in reading the story if you haven’t done that yet.

I submitted the short story to a publication where it was rejected. The editor stated that what occurred in the story could not happen. This is because it is now thought that the universe is expanding and will eventually expand so only solitary atoms remain. Don’t worry, this will not happen in our lifetime. But Duh, this is fiction.

By a strange coincidence when I received this rejection I was reading a fantastic book, To Infinity And Beyond, authored by Neil deGrasse Tyson and Lindsy NXY Walker. On page 236 they stated that, “In the Buddhist and Jain religions the universe undergoes eternal cycles of creation and destruction.

I did not know about this before or while writing this story.