Cat’s Cradle

Cat’s Cradle

“He was supposed to be our commencement speaker,” said Sandra. “Who was?” I asked. “Dr. Hoenikker—the old man.” “What did he say?” “He didn’t show up.” “So you didn’t get a commencement address?” “Oh, we got one. Dr. Breed, the one you’re gonna see tomorrow, he showed...
Otherwise Known as the Human Condition

Otherwise Known as the Human Condition

One of the most moving photographs I know is also one of the dullest: an empty, uninteresting-looking room with a brown carpet and beige walls. It comes at the end of Joel Sternfeld’s book On This Site (1996). On each of the previous recto pages is a color photo of an...
Cat’s Cradle

Cat’s Cradle

“Well …,” rumbled Dr. Breed expansively, “how do you like us, now that you’ve been with us— how long? Almost a year?” “You scientists think too much,” blurted Miss Pefko. She laughed idiotically. Dr. Breed’s friendliness had blown every fuse in her nervous...
Vigil

Vigil

When the room was entirely full, the newcomers overflowed into the hallway, then into the stairwell, then down onto the ground floor and, when the whole house was full, into the yard, and even into the yard next door, where, as they stood unseen among the wedding...
The New Accelerator

The New Accelerator

So it was I had my first experience of the New Accelerator. Practically we had been running about and saying and doing all sorts of things in the space of a second or so of time. We had lived half an hour while the band had played, perhaps, two bars. But the effect it...