
The
Earthmover
(Part One)
By Richard K. Lyon
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THE
DEMONSTRATORS WERE CARRYING SIGNS, "Down with Fu Manchu", "Save the Branga"
and "Damn General Chang not the Branga". From his office window General
Lee Chang, Chief United States Army Corps of Engineers, watched them. His
gaunt features betrayed no expression but inwardly he smiled. Part of his
amusement was that his fellow Americans considered him an oriental despot.
Perhaps it was true but surely a diverse society like the United States
needed a despot or two as much as a stew needs onions. Most of the General's
pleasure, however, was in the success of his plans.
Later he would issue a statement to the press saying that
the demonstrators, the Friends of Nature, were very badly misguided. Indeed
they were. Last night the Friends of Nature met in executive session to
choose a target issue, an issue to use in their attack on the Corps of
Engineers. The Corps was involved in several projects that were politically
highly vulnerable, but after a stormy meeting the Friends chose none of
these. Instead they decided to attack the Branga River Dam, a project as
easy to defend as motherhood. General Chang sipped his morning tea. It
was wonderful, he mused, what can be achieved with just a little judicious
bribery.
He turned away from the window and looked at his appointment
book. Everything this morning was routine with one glaring exception: at
900 hours he would be visited by Jordan Banks, Presidential Advisor for
Science and Technology, Carl Margat, Director of NASA, and Professor Ernest
Jenner, an astronomer from Mount Palomar Observatory. What could such a
group want? They had phoned late yesterday, demanding an immediate appointment
to discuss an "urgent and highly confidential matter." They wouldn't say
what but they admitted they wanted General Chang to join with them in a
unanimous recommendation to the President.
Like both the former Presidents Bush and Presidents Reagan
and Eisenhower, President Fairborn used the staff system. If a problem
fell within one bureau or agency, then the head of that bureau or agency
took care of the matter without bothering the President. If a problem involved
two or more agencies, the agency heads must somehow agree on a unanimous
recommendation to the President, which President Fairborn would then rubber
stamp.
This meant that Banks and the others were coming to discuss
a problem that somehow involved NASA, the Office of Science and Technology
and the Army Corps of Engineers. The General continued sipping his tea
and pondered what this strange problem would be.
At 900 hours exactly his secretary showed Jenner, Banks,and
Margat into his office. The astronomer carried a massive stack of disorganized
papers, graphs, photos and computer output. A plump little man, he was
in a pathetic state of nerves. Though Banks and Margat were maintaining
a calm exterior, it was a very brittle calm. Despite their obvious impatience
the General made them sit and drink a cup of tea. After they had sat drinking
tea they didn't want, the General smiled and said, "I've always believed
these little ceremonies help make life civilized. Now, Gentlemen, how may
this humble person serve you?"
Before the others could speak Jenner blurted, "We were
hoping you could help us get a hundred megaton hydrogen bomb by next Thursday."
The General prided himself on never showing surprise.
In the mildest of tones he asked, "And why do you need such a formidable
weapon by next Thursday?"
"It takes 172 hours to fly it to the Moon. We have
to have it on the Moon when the Moon is in the right position eleven days
from now. What we're going to do is put the bomb in a deep lunar crater
and detonate it. That way we can use the Moon as a nuclear pulse rocket
to move the Earth. It should be about 40% efficient and the Earth is coupled
to the Moon by gravity so all we do is shove the Moon and the Earth follows."
The General stared hard at his three visitors. They appeared
to be entirely serious. He said, "Gentlemen, I remind you that the Earth
and the Moon mass 6 X 10 kilograms. Since the heat of explosion per gram
of TNT is 6400 joules --" His fingers began to move beads on his desktop
abacus. "-- therefore your scheme will change the velocity of the Earth
by 0.028 centimeters per second. What useful purpose will that serve?"
"Your calculation," Jenner replied hastily, "neglects
the effects of the other planets. When one takes the effect of Venus,
Mars, and Jupiter on Earth's orbit into account the change is a full 0.05
centimeters per second. In three hundred forty three years that will
move the Earth by 5360 kilometers. That will --"
"I think," Jordan Banks interrupted, " we ought to start
at the beginning. Probably, General Chang, you have read of the Kerr-Shmidt
Comet. Ordinary comets are just dirty snowballs, a few rocks and a lot
of frozen gases that boil and glow as the comet approaches the Sun. The
Kerr-Shmidt object, however, is an anomaly. It's the reverse. It's
a heap of rocks nearly three hundred kilometers long. There's no telling
how many thousands of times in the past Kerr-Shmidt passed through the
Solar System without the slightest harm but --"
Jordan Banks paused, controlling his emotions with some
effort. "When," he continued, "Kerr-Shmidt comes back in 343 years
it will on a collision course with Earth."
Nodding calm acceptance to these facts, the General commented,
"The usual Hollywood solution to such a problem would be for our descendants
to deflect the comet with a nuclear device. I take it that would
not be practical?"
"Any effort," Jenner replied hastily, "to deflect the
comet will shatter it. Any fragment bigger than ten kilometers in
diameter would be enough to destroy all live on Earth and there'd be thousands
of them. A fragment bigger than a kilometer would be enough to cause
nuclear winter and end civilization. There'd be tens of thousands
of them and millions of fragments over a hundred meters that could destroy
a city. I have detailed projections --"
Before the scientist could display the dozens of figures
he'd brought, Banks interrupted. "The bottom line," he said firmly, "is
that we can't stop Kerr-Shmidt but we can dodge, we can make very small
change in Earth's orbit and get out of the way. Since the control
of natural disasters is the responsibility of the Army Corps of Engineers,
we've come to you, General Chang."
"I see," the General said slowly. "If I am able to supply
the bomb, but not by next Thursday, how will that affect the viability
of this project?"
This question was followed by an obviously unhappy silence.
Banks ended this silence by saying, "Next Thursday is an absolute deadline
if we're going to solve this problem with existing hardware. The
next window will be in 13 months and won't be nearly as good. The
all windows after that are each a little worse than the previous one.
We'd need a crash program to build a large enough bomb and a rocket powerful
enough to carry it. We've done detailed calculations of the cost
of such a program." Banks gestured to Jenner who handed him a graph. "If
we miss this one opportunity to save the world, the cost will start at
3.2 billion and go up at 7% per year."
Pausing for a moment to let the General digest what he
had said, Banks continued, "As you know, the Federal budget right now is
very tight and we're borrowing money at 9%. The way the accountants in
the Congressional Budget Office see things that means that postponing the
Earthsaving project for one year will be a savings of 2% of 3.2 billion.
That's bad and what's worse is that we've talk to a lot of accountants
and they all see things that way! Congress, of course, can't see
past the next election, so, if we miss the Thursday window, we'll be dealing
with a lot of people who can't see any harm in postponing things a little.
Once the postponing starts I can't imagine what could stop it. In
a hundred years the project will be so hard it will require a massive concerted
effort by all mankind, but the danger will be more than two hundred years
away. There never will be a crisis. The situation will slowly change from
a remote danger to a remote but inevitable disaster. The bottom line, General
Chang, is this: if we act now the problem can be solved, otherwise mankind
has an excellent chance to die of procrastination."
There was brief silence then the General asked, "Dr. Banks,
you're the Personal Advisor to the President for Science and Technology.
Have you discussed this matter with him?"
"No. He's busy campaigning and I can't get an appointment
until after the election."
"What of the Secretary of Defense?"
"He's the President's Campaign Manager so it's the same
story."
"The Secretary of State?"
"He agreed to talk with us after the present Mid East
crisis quieted down, provided there isn't another crisis in the meantime.
The truth is, General, we've already been around official Washington and
you're the first person who'd talk to us."
"That's not all of our troubles," added Margat. "NASA
has taken severe budget cuts in the past few years and as a result we have
only two reuseable space shuttles and only one large rocket, the last Saturn-D.
The Saturn-D is the only vehicle in the world suited to this mission. It's
standing on a NASA launch pad but legally it belongs to ERDA and they won't
relinquish it."
There was another much longer silence then the General
spoke. "Jenner, I do not know you but your reputation is outstanding. Dr.
Banks, Dr. Margat, I do know you. Both of you have yet to learn the ways
of Washington, but your technical competence is undoubtable. There is no
honorable way in which I can disbelieve what you have told me. If I am
to be worthy of my ancestors I must provide for my descendants."