Tails of Evolution: Unnatural Selections, a story collection by Stan Rice, story one.

Stan Rice has published a collection of short stories, Tails of Evolution. Rice is also the author of the Encyclopedia of Evolution, Life of Earth, and popular articles about evolution. Here is Rice’s summary from Kindle:

             What you don’t know about evolution can kill you.

In these stories, Stan Rice introduces us to people who would never have imagined that evolution had any impact on their lives. A young fundamentalist Christian woman, out of place at a university, discovers that love can evolve. A creationist discovers half-fish half-amphibians in a swamp in Oklahoma. Two young Englishmen find themselves actors on the stage of Darwinian sexual selection. A fundamentalist bases his faith on hearing a devil bird. A young preacher finds a hidden city that is based on Darwinism. A food scientist discovers a tribe of Homo ergaster pre-humans in the cliffs of Madagascar. Darwin meets Lincoln, who was born on the same day in 1809. And a young man discovers that love is the most combustible thing in the universe.

Every writer who deals with evolution should have a short story titled The Descent of Man, which is the title of Darwin’s famous book specifically about human evolution. This was the first story in the collection by the artist formerly known as T. Coraghessan Boyle.

Everyone has heard about the combat between creationists and evolutionary scientists. Many people vaguely sympathize with one or the other, but may also think, what difference does it make?

And Rice does not use this story as a way of attacking your beliefs, one way or the other. Even if he did, this story would probably not change your mind. Instead, he uses the story as an opportunity to look empathetically into the lives of a young fundamentalist woman (Naomi) and a young man (Hunter). Naomi’s extreme fundamentalist viewpoint really bothers, but also fascinates, Hunter. She even uses scripture to “prove” that women have one more rib than men, because God made Eve out of Adam’s rib. (Even if this were true, why would the missing rib have been transmitted genetically through all of human history?) This belief is surprisingly common even among educators.

But it is not just Naomi’s beliefs that puzzle him. Hunter also finds her attractive, something he tries to resist. Naomi keeps reality out of her mind by constantly muttering prayers under her breath. She refuses to make friends when she goes to the big university because she is convinced they are all out to destroy her faith. But she is amazed to discover that Hunter treats her with serious respect. When he proposes that she subject her belief to experimental confirmation—by counting ribs on male bodies—she finds herself trapped by honesty; she has to say yes. She has thereby allowed Hunter into an intimacy of friendship. Hunter also discombobulates her beliefs about non-believers when he shows totally unnecessary kindness to her.

Naomi also knows that small religious groups like hers have genetic mutations show up frequently in their bodies, not just because the professor said so, but based on the people she knows in her church.

When Naomi discovers that the male students in the sample have the same number of ribs as she, Hunter makes an astonishing discovery by working his way into her clothes. What is it? Let’s just say that this is the explanation for the title of the book.

 

Billy Stormfield’s Visit to Hell: A Novel by Stan Rice, part six. Recurring Prototypes

 

Stan Rice as just published another novel, Billy Stormfield’s Visit to Hell. It is based on Mark Twain’s classic book about Captain Stormfield’s visit to Heaven. Here is the author’s description from Amazon:

 

Billy Stormfield, descendant of Captain Stormfield in Mark Twain’s book, wakes up in Hell. He meets Mark Twain, who takes him on a tour. All the interesting people are in Hell: Moses, Karl Marx (who is funny only when he quotes Groucho), Joe the Cherokee, the Apostle Andrew, and Pope Francis, because they were all what the fundamentalists called communists; Noah, because he was an environmentalist; General Douglas McArthur, because he forgave the Japanese rather than slaughtering them as the Old Testament commanded; and of course Charles Darwin. Thomas Jefferson, united at last with Sally Hemings, tells them how biologically stupid racism and oppression are. The only people in Heaven are the white supremacists and the jihadists, who spend all their time killing each other over and over forever. The young white supremacist Stonewall escapes to Hell, where he meets and loves the Black history teacher Philomena.

Between Heaven and Hell, Jesus eternally suffers the way Job did, dogs licking his wounds. With His friend the Prophet Mo, He watched His mother Mary helping people sneak into Heaven. Together with the crew from Hell, and led by the school girl Malala, Jesus and Mo storm the assembly in Heaven, kicking Henry VIII and Donald Trump (who look almost alike) down to Earth. Stonewall and Philomena celebrate their wedding feast.

There are two important figures in Rice’s novel who seem to be almost the same person. They could be considered historical prototypes. One of them is King Henry VIII of England, and the other is Donald Trump. Not only do they talk and act alike, with similar delusions of total power, but they even look alike.

In another Rice novel reviewed in this blog, a third person also closely resembles Donald Trump. He is Andrew Jackson, the president who instigated the Trail of Tears. Not only in behavior and delusions, but even in appearance, Jackson and Trump (who has a portrait of Jackson in the Oval Office) are nearly alike, especially in their disdain for Native Americans.

In Rice’s novel, it does not end well for either Trump or Henry.

Artificial Intelligence—The End of the Life As We Know It? Part two

How do you know that this blog essay is not being written by an AI bot? It would seem unlikely, since you are not paying to read this essay. It is a free service on my part. But let us use our imaginations a little. Maybe, by writing essays that over two million people have read, I am cultivating you as a market, so that you will like me, and if you see my name somewhere else (as on Amazon), you just might buy one of my books. These books, however, are very cheap. So, for me, the cost-to-benefit ratio would be very high: I have to work hard to write these essays, and the money I would get indirectly from you would be very small. Of course, since I am retired, my actual income is mostly unaffected by the sale of a few books.

But AI can write essays that sound like they come from an actual human being. AI could take a headline or a news article and write an essay based on it, using the style I have employed in the hundreds of essays already published on my blogs. At very little cost to myself (if I knew how to use AI, which I don’t) and no effort, I could generate a (very) small revenue stream.

That being said, the money a scammer could make off of authors would seem to be miniscule. Not worth it. But the costs are so low that a scammer could make a little money off of it, except for these two exceptions. First, if the author is savvy enough to know s/he is being parasitized by an AI; second, in those few cases where the scammer could make a lot of money. For every thousand authors who recognize the scam and invest no money in it, it takes only one naïve author sending in a thousand dollars to compensate for it.

And there are plenty of us authors who are naïve and idealistic. We love to hear someone (who may or may not be an AI) say intelligently good things about our previous writings. Not stupidly good things; I doubt that any writer would be taken in by an AI that says Your book is one of the bestest that I have ever read. But when the AI writes an entire paragraph that summarizes your book intelligently, this seems human. But it probably is not. AI is really good at making intelligent summaries.

Which brings me to my story: How I was very briefly duped by an AI which posed as the editor of a major publishing house. Too briefly for me to disclose any sensitive information. But the fact that I responded to the email at all, even if just to say I’ll let you know if something comes up, tagged me as a naïve author. The AI got all the information from my author website and used the special author email that is found only on that website. I am now part of the pool of authors available for the next step. Any subsequent emails I receive will be ignored. I will have lost no money. I spent a couple of hours feeling good that a major editor was interested in my work, but aside from this, I have been unaffected.

You probably think that I should have immediately recognized the email as a scam. But there are at least two reasons that my response was not totally stupid.

• First, publishers and agents have been impersonated by scammers in recent months, not just recent years. This is a new phenomenon. It is probably because the scammers would not make very much money off of writers. Every literary agency I have checked on has warned, in big bold letters, that scammers are imitating them. Publishers also. So, of course, I knew of this possibility. But…
• Second, the email came from the publisher’s legitimate domain, and had the correct name of the editor-in-chief. If the email had come from parasite&*()@gmail.com, I would have suspected it to be a scam. Even if it came from the editor’s correct name, @gmail.com, I would have suspected it. But the email came from the publisher’s domain, which means the scammer must have hacked into it. The agents and publishers all warn writers to not trust any emails unless they have the correct domain name. Well, this scam did. This is a serious problem, not for me, but for the publisher.

My agent warned me that this might be a scam. At least, I think it was my agent, unless the scammer read recent emails and imitated her. Of course, a scammer would not want an agent advising an author to ignore the email. I think.

Scammers targeting minor authors reminds me of thieves stealing from poor people. I saw one homeless man under the bridge in Tulsa stealing from the campsites of other homeless people. He saw me seeing him and yelled, “It’s a f—ing gold mine in here!” (I still do not know if Blogger.com will allow me to write the word out.) But, apparently, a scammer getting the equivalent of a few half-smoked cigarettes is worth it.

The IRS sent me a refund check, on paper, to my French address. The French bank teller where we had an account had no idea what United States Treasury was and why the check came from Philadelphia. Eventually they deposited the check. But suppose it was an elaborate scheme that was just imitating the United States Treasury. How would a French bank branch ever know, until the check, which looked very real, bounced?

The really disturbing thing about this incident is that it might very well indicate an impending collapse of our economy. If a scammer can imitate all the documents, and hack into the domains, of businesses, then nobody can trust anybody else at least online, or maybe in person. If the scammer can use a real domain name, and just slightly alter the recipient name (for instance, orderss@amazon.com), what could anyone do about it? Online business would collapse, until law enforcement tracked down all of the hundred thousand hackers.

Artificial Intelligence—The End of the Life As We Know It? Part one

I will begin by answering the question: There is no way we can know. Artificial intelligence (AI) is neither good nor evil. It is an advanced computer method for analyzing streams of data and looking for patterns, then using those patterns to fill in gaps in our knowledge. Computers have been doing this for decades, and humans have been doing it for centuries with pen and paper and abacus. The difference is that we are surrendering our decision-making prerogatives to AI.

It would be very useful to have, if we do not already, an AI program to detect unusual patterns in our cells that may signal the onset of cancer, far earlier than a human observer could detect it. Then the program could alert a doctor, who would talk with the patient. This could save a life. But AI programs do more than this. They decide if the patient will, in fact, get cancer. They then alert insurance companies, which will then deny insurance coverage even if the cancer is a decade or more in the future. Insurance companies do not like to cover “pre-existing conditions” (in France, they have no choice), but what about future conditions? Too bad, buddy.

It is also useful to have AI programs that can detect possible clusters of terrorists or criminals. Law enforcement or military personnel could then take precautions. But what if a “terrorist cell” turns out to be a wedding in Gaza? Too bad, buddy. You get bombed. I wonder how many billions of dollars have been spent bombing what a human observer could easily have seen was the wrong place. We end up killing thousands of innocent people and creating enemies around the world.

Or an AI program identifies you as a criminal, and you get arrested. Eventually, you might be exonerated, but probably not for a long time, since, law enforcement assumes, computers are never wrong.

An AI program might identify the ideal investment for you to make with your huge stockpile of money. It could go ahead and invest it for you, since the opportunity might be lost otherwise.

In all of these cases, the human prerogative of making the decision was surrendered to the AI program itself.

An AI program can be racist, for example, if it is designed to be, or even allowed to be. Or it can use any metric of human appearance as a basis for discrimination. AI is designed to not let you know the basis of its decisions, because that basis will be a mathematical algorithm that would seem like gibberish to almost everyone. Facial recognition programs, for example, have a higher rate of misidentification among people of color than among whites. This is a problem that can be corrected, if someone wants to. You can bet that if Nazis had had AI, they would have built racism into it.

There is a fundamental delusion here, as explained by Yuval Noah Harari in his book Nexus: A Brief History of Information Networks from the Stone Age to AI. That delusion is: The more information you have, the closer you will come to understanding the truth. The problem is that much or most of the information that you have is going to be wrong, leading you in a random direction or even the wrong one. AI analyzes the information, and leads you, at best, in a random direction.

Harari’s books, this one and Sapiens and Homo Deus, are widely recognized as being the wisest and deepest books on human history. If you only read three books about human history, it should be his three books.

We all have our own AI horror stories. Mine is, fortunately, more funny than tragic. I publish books online through Kindle. One day, without warning, Kindle Publishing blocked one of my uploaded books. An AI program made the decision, a decision that was never explained to me. I tried solving the problem, and my account reappeared and disappeared over and over. Finally a human being (an underpaid staffer in India) got involved and reinstated my account and all my books. I never did find out what the problem was. Only the AI software knows. Maybe it scanned the cover image of my grandfather and decided that it was, in fact, a photo of Kim Kardashian. Is there a close resemblance? You be the judge.

Never heard of Yuval Noah Harari? His own book will explain why. The human brain is not designed by evolution to pay much attention to reams of data, no matter how important they may be. It is also not designed to pay much attention to big, overarching ideas, which is what he writes about. The human brain, evolving over millions of years in tribes, cares almost only about specific stories. We are good at remembering even complex story lines so long as they do not have too many complex ideas or too many characters. At most, the average person can remember just a part of the history of his or her own family or country. That is certainly the case with me; I know a lot about Cherokee history, especially my own family, but other aspects of history? Not so much.

If you have a racist AI program that picks out books for you to read, perhaps it would identify Yuval Noah Harari as African and that, therefore, he is biased or even stupid. Actually, he is Israeli. But by the time you have figured this out, you have already passed up reading his books.

Billy Stormfield’s Visit to Hell: A Novel by Stan Rice, part four. Even in Hell, They Know Racism is Stupid

Stan Rice as just published another novel, Billy Stormfield’s Visit to Hell. It is based on Mark Twain’s classic book about Captain Stormfield’s visit to Heaven. Here is the author’s description from Amazon:

Billy Stormfield, descendant of Captain Stormfield in Mark Twain’s book, wakes up in Hell. He meets Mark Twain, who takes him on a tour. All the interesting people are in Hell: Moses, Karl Marx (who is funny only when he quotes Groucho), Joe the Cherokee, the Apostle Andrew, and Pope Francis, because they were all what the fundamentalists called communists; Noah, because he was an environmentalist; General Douglas McArthur, because he forgave the Japanese rather than slaughtering them as the Old Testament commanded; and of course Charles Darwin. Thomas Jefferson, united at last with Sally Hemings, tells them how biologically stupid racism and oppression are. The only people in Heaven are the white supremacists and the jihadists, who spend all their time killing each other over and over forever. The young white supremacist Stonewall escapes to Hell, where he meets and loves the Black history teacher Philomena.

Between Heaven and Hell, Jesus eternally suffers the way Job did, dogs licking his wounds. With His friend the Prophet Mo, He watched His mother Mary helping people sneak into Heaven. Together with the crew from Hell, and led by the school girl Malala, Jesus and Mo storm the assembly in Heaven, kicking Henry VIII and Donald Trump (who look almost alike) down to Earth. Stonewall and Philomena celebrate their wedding feast.

In the Billy Stormfield novel, the only people who were in Heaven were the Christian and Muslim fundamentalists, who spent all day every day killing each other, and then they would resurrect and do it again the next day. War is the ultimate good and pleasure for godly people at least according to the fundamentalists of these two monotheistic religions. And the Christian fundamentalists were racists, who required that schools teach that Black slavery was a good thing for everyone, including the Black slaves themselves. (This is not too different from the history requirements that almost got adopted in Oklahoma in 2025.)

In Rice’s novel, one racist (Stonewall) got tired of this and slipped off to find some peace and quiet. He found it in Hell. He also found a former history teacher from Oklahoma, a Black woman named Philomena. As is nearly inevitable in novels (Rice’s novel is clever but is more of a fable than a novel), they realize how stupid it is for the white (and Black) leaders to teach that they should hate the other race, and they fall in love. The climax of the novel is when they get married.

Given what Twain thought about slavery, he could have put a similar scene into his book about the original Captain Stormfield. For whatever reason, he did not.

Billy Stormfield’s Visit to Hell: A Novel by Stan Rice, part three. What Would Pete Hegseth Say to Douglas McArthur?

Stan Rice as just published another novel, Billy Stormfield’s Visit to Hell. It is based on Mark Twain’s classic book about Captain Stormfield’s visit to Heaven. Here is the author’s description from Amazon:

Billy Stormfield, descendant of Captain Stormfield in Mark Twain’s book, wakes up in Hell. He meets Mark Twain, who takes him on a tour. All the interesting people are in Hell: Moses, Karl Marx (who is funny only when he quotes Groucho), Joe the Cherokee, the Apostle Andrew, and Pope Francis, because they were all what the fundamentalists called communists; Noah, because he was an environmentalist; General Douglas McArthur, because he forgave the Japanese rather than slaughtering them as the Old Testament commanded; and of course Charles Darwin. Thomas Jefferson, united at last with Sally Hemings, tells them how biologically stupid racism and oppression are. The only people in Heaven are the white supremacists and the jihadists, who spend all their time killing each other over and over forever. The young white supremacist Stonewall escapes to Hell, where he meets and loves the Black history teacher Philomena.

Between Heaven and Hell, Jesus eternally suffers the way Job did, dogs licking his wounds. With His friend the Prophet Mo, He watched His mother Mary helping people sneak into Heaven. Together with the crew from Hell, and led by the school girl Malala, Jesus and Mo storm the assembly in Heaven, kicking Henry VIII and Donald Trump (who look almost alike) down to Earth. Stonewall and Philomena celebrate their wedding feast.

 

Pete Hegseth is the American Secretary of Defense or, as he would insist, Secretary of War. To his way of thinking, the Department of Defense is not doing its job unless it is prosecuting a war somewhere. I don’t suppose the war has to have a good reason. One can only imagine that Trump and Hegseth started the Iran War because, well, we need to have a war somewhere. The reasons they gave were either untrue (to open up the Strait of Hormuz, which was already open, but is now intermittently closed) or vague. Well, Pete got his war. Where does the money come from? The answer is, who cares, we will find the money. He spent a billion dollars the first day on bombs. The deficit (on what should be called the Donald J. Trump Federal Deficit Clock) now exceeds forty trillion dollars. The interest on this debt eats up about half of the money the federal government takes in by taxes and other means.

Pete Hegseth is a fundamentalist Christian. This means that he really, really believes that God ordered the Israelites to slaughter entire cities of Canaanite people—every man, woman, child, and animal. Hegseth further believes that God is the same yesterday, today, and forever (Hebrews 13:8). He further believes, without Biblical foundation, that America is God’s Holy Nation. Therefore, if God wanted the Israelites to slaughter all of the Canaanites (presumably, this would include any Canaanites who attempted to surrender), He must want us, today, to slaughter our enemies, even the noncombatants, women, and children. By being Iranian, doctors and nurses deserve death. Bloody, gory death, not quiet executions. At least, he should believe these things, to be consistent with his other fundamentalist beliefs.

One of the most famous military leaders in American history was General Douglas McArthur, who oversaw the Pacific theater of operations in World War II. He gave the order (passed on from President Truman) to use atomic bombs on Japan. So far, Hegseth would make a good McArthur.

But then, McArthur ordered Allied troops to occupy Japan but to do so nondestructively. They were not to rape, pillage, or destroy whatever was left (that is, whatever the Japanese dictatorship had not already destroyed). He even shut down the American-sponsored whorehouses. The self-interest was clear: America wanted Japan to be an economically-strong ally, something that would be extremely expensive if American troops razed Japan to the ground.

The Japanese were astonished that American troops did not kill them all, as Japanese troops had done to their victims in Korea and China. They even began to love the Americans. There is a famous photo of a storefront in Japan that, in response to the announcement that McArthur was considering a presidential bid, “We play for your erection.” (Actually, this is not quite what the sign said.) In contrast, Hegseth would have felt obligated to tell American troops to kill all the Japanese. American history classes should therefore teach that Americans failed to carry out God’s complete will in World War II.

And, according to Rice’s novel, this is why General Douglas McArthur was in Hell.

 

General Douglas McArthur and Japanese Emperor Hirohito in 1945.