Written for the terribleminds.com flash fiction challenge a story in three sentences.
Martin’s handwriting is all slants and loops, and the angles of it remind me of the curve of his spine, bathed in moonlight underneath white sheets. Fotheringay was a decoy- they are coming for you- get out now. Behind me, I hear the clicking of a latch.
"You’re not strong enough, Becky."
Said by Jessica Hyde in Utopia 2.1, it kind of made sense. Ian is taller and heavier, and male, although this doesn’t automatically equal stronger, of course. However, during Jessica and Ian’s soujourn he’s never actually called upon to use the physical strength she supposedly selected him for. It’s Jessica who bludgeons the CIA agent, and Jessica who strangles The Tramp. And it’s Ian who lets these things happen. He objects, but he doesn’t really resist. Not like Becky would. Becky, who has stood her ground and offered resistance to Hyde’s mercenary survival tactics at every turn. So Jessica didn’t take Ian along because of his strength, but because of his weakness: his acquescence.
I am struck by the similarity of President Snow’s analogy to Menenius’ fable of the belly in Shakespeare’s Coriolanus. In Act I Scene I Menenius comes across two mutinous citizens who are complaining about the taxes on grain imposed by Rome. In reply Menenius says:
“There was a time when all the body’s members
Rebell’d against the belly, thus accused it:
That only like a gulf it did remain
I’ the midst o’ the body, idle and unactive,
Still cupboarding the viand, never bearing
Like labour with the rest…”
“…[The belly] thus answer’d:
‘True is it, my incorporate friends,’ quoth he,
‘That I receive the general food at first,
Which you do live upon; and fit it is,
Because I am the store-house and the shop
Of the whole body: but, if you do remember,
I send it through the rivers of your blood…”
“…Though all at once cannot
See what I do deliver out to each,
Yet I can make my audit up, that all
From me do back receive the flour of all,”