"It would seem to me that by the time a race has achieved deep space capability it would have matured to a point where it would have no thought of dominating another intelligent species"
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Simak’s line is sci-fi optimism with a knife edge: it flatters “deep space capability” as a moral milestone, then quietly indicts the species that can’t stop trying to dominate while still stuck in its own gravity well. The rhetoric hinges on a conditional that reads like common sense and lands like a rebuke. If you can cross interstellar distances, the argument goes, you’ve solved not only propulsion but the social engineering of coexistence. That’s a comforting premise for readers living in the long shadow of the 20th century’s industrialized violence.
The specific intent is less prediction than pressure. Simak isn’t describing aliens; he’s describing a standard humanity fails to meet. “Matured” is doing heavy work: it implies that conquest is adolescent behavior, a primitive reflex that advanced intelligence should outgrow. The subtext is pointed: technological sophistication without ethical sophistication is a contradiction, or worse, an evolutionary dead end.
Context matters. Simak wrote during an era when “progress” meant rockets and nukes arrived in the same decade, and Cold War logic treated dominance as the default setting of “rational” states. Against that backdrop, the quote functions as a corrective to the imperial fantasies embedded in a lot of space opera. It’s also a subtle genre argument: true alienness isn’t tentacles or ray guns, it’s a civilization that has made power non-extractive.
Of course, there’s an irony Simak likely understood: space capability could just as easily scale up domination. The line works because it dares us to choose which future our own technology is actually training us for.
The specific intent is less prediction than pressure. Simak isn’t describing aliens; he’s describing a standard humanity fails to meet. “Matured” is doing heavy work: it implies that conquest is adolescent behavior, a primitive reflex that advanced intelligence should outgrow. The subtext is pointed: technological sophistication without ethical sophistication is a contradiction, or worse, an evolutionary dead end.
Context matters. Simak wrote during an era when “progress” meant rockets and nukes arrived in the same decade, and Cold War logic treated dominance as the default setting of “rational” states. Against that backdrop, the quote functions as a corrective to the imperial fantasies embedded in a lot of space opera. It’s also a subtle genre argument: true alienness isn’t tentacles or ray guns, it’s a civilization that has made power non-extractive.
Of course, there’s an irony Simak likely understood: space capability could just as easily scale up domination. The line works because it dares us to choose which future our own technology is actually training us for.
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| Topic | Peace |
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