Wednesday, November 14, 2012

The Light of Another day


In the middle of the 21st century the world’s oil reserves finally ran out. Although feeble attempts were made to use Solar energy, Wind power and Hydroelectricity (though theoretically sound) due to the half hearted efforts of politicians these proved too late and soon the world turned dark. Many years ago (in 2008) when the price of oil went up by 10 percent there were riots in many countries as  prices of every item including food went soaring up. Now there was no oil anywhere and there was utter chaos. Without oil there was no electricity and all production stopped. When fertilizer and pesticide production was hampered, food production fell, even the little that was produced could not be transported or even preserved. Soon trawlers stopped going to the sea. The production of medicines was drastically reduced and soon diseases which were once under control or even rare became common. Any remedial action by governments was hampered as roads became frightening places where hungry mobs roamed looking for any remaining food. Incredibly poor agricultural economies that depended on ancient methods of agriculture were the least affected.

In the year 2054 the United States split into eight, being a land of machines there was utter chaos when the machines stopped moving. Due to the unbearable winter most people in Canada moved south and the people already there faced untold hardships. The Antarctic was abandoned and Alaska seemed lost for ever. In the Arctic Eskimos who had forgotten their old ways of living were trapped. Most people in northern latitudes faced unbearable winters and many tried to move south. There was starvation everywhere. Oil had fueled the population boom and now people had forgotten how to live without it.

My  uncle  who  was once a world  famous  biologist  was now almost unknown in  his  own  country of  Sri-Lanka. Many people considered him a joke, but a joke worth leaving alone. Being an agricultural economy situated near the equator we were not as badly hit as Europe and America but things were getting steadily worse due to malaria and other reemerging diseases. The big Pharmaceutical companies of the west had stopped producing miracle drugs and vaccines for poor countries. If only my uncle had been young, as it was he was just about useless, he was now 92 years and his eccentric acts like the day he built a tree house in a major highway so that he could go to the university quickly, and the day he landed his small aircraft in town hall when the mayor was giving a speech, because he had to use the washroom had made him the joke of the Island.

My mother had given me the responsibility of looking after him so that he didn’t do any more eccentric things and harm himself. I do not know when I stopped calling him uncle and started calling him Collins (he was named after Michael Collins of the Lunar expedition) but it is something I did on purpose to get the upper hand. His earlier success as a scientist and the patents he held had made him rich and he lived in a big house with an enormous garden full of genetically modified fruit trees which seemed to have more fruits than leaves. “How are you Collins” I asked trying to sound as firm as possible, “Oh I am fine” answered my uncle in a cheerful way. “You see Alvin” my uncle began “I was wondering what happened to the United States, it’s not united anymore and it’s worse than the middle ages there, you know they have all become savages, and things in Europe aren’t much better either, and according to my calculations soon things are going to be much worse here, so I have a plan to solve the energy problem of this world, and I have already started it.

“Be sensible Collins” said I trying to control my anger, “ You are a biologist, not a physicist, and anyway your days as a scientist are over, many great minds have tried to solve this problem but the scale of it is such that it has been a dismal failure, don’t break your head over things that are beyond your capability to solve, in fact did you read in the news paper that Professor Southerling has called you the biggest joke this side of the equator for your theory of solving the energy problem by splitting water”  .“Oh, I wouldn’t worry about that” said my uncle coolly “Southerling is a politician not a scientist, but enough of that Alvin let’s go to the beach.”

We did not have to walk far for my uncle had always lived near the sea. The waves were breaking in the shore and the noonday sun was as bright as ever as we walked towards a boat. We got into the boat and I was shocked by what I saw for the boat had a large fishlike tail extending from behind it, and as this long black tail flapped the boat propelled at an incredible speed through the water. “What the hell is that Collins” said I almost jumping overboard. “That’s just the wave powered propulsion system” replied my uncle “I transferred the vertical up and down motion of the waves to the horizontal flapping motion of the tail, there are pods floating just below the surface all around the boat, and every time a pod is moved up and down there is a clever mechanism which transfers this to the flapping movement of the tail, even the smallest ripple is transferred to the tail, that’s why it moves so fast.”  “But Collins there is some law in science like the perpetual machine, or the conservation of energy which prevents such a machine from operating, are you sure that there isn’t a motor attached to the tail?”  to which my uncle replied  “ The perpetual machine is where  the machines movement itself provides energy to move the machine further, so it creates energy from nothing and so cannot exist, but here the waves provide energy for the boat to move. “That’s clever” said I trying to behave like I understood what he meant” “But how can it solve the energy problem”. There was no answer for he was sitting on the boat with his hand touching the water and reciting an old poem that he himself wrote


As I walked along a lonely beach
heard the echo of a jungle tree
Or was it a parrot that tried to scream
Or the unknown shadows of a long dead beach

Was there a jungle left of me
Or just dead tree trunks that tried to flee
The sun was duller than it used to be
When I where can I now be

Suddenly I saw a large Ferris wheel in the beach, ten times larger than the largest that had ever been built. Though we were far it cut a large visual image over the horizon. “Good heavens, what in gods name is that” said I. “That is the solution to the energy problem, you see Alvin there are large hollow metal structures floating in different parts of the sea each weighing hundreds of tons, but these are attached to the sea bed and every time they are moved up and down by a wave, this generates an enormous amount of energy, which is transferred by an hydraulic system to turn the Ferris wheel. Imagine the amount of energy needed to lift a 150,000 Ton structure one feet, how many 1000Kg lifts can you operate by that single wave, and there are countless such structures in different parts of the sea. Why a Ferris wheel you may ask, the answer is it provides a central point where all this energy can be channeled, and also the slow movement of a big wheel transfers into the fast movement of a small wheel, and attached to this huge Ferris wheel are countless small generators, each able to power a million homes and an enormous number of electric powered motor vehicles. This wheel would be more than enough to power all the energy needs of this country” replied my uncle.

“That’s stupendous” said I, “but if so why haven’t we still got electricity?”  To which he replied “That’s because after years of non use most sub stations, transformers and other equipment has been damaged, but within a month all this would be repaired and the whole country will have electricity”.

Within fifteen years every country on earth had electricity, and because wave power does not pollute the environment, the 21st century saw the beginning of finding solutions to the great environmental problems like global warming, water pollution, and the pollution of the atmosphere and ozone layer depletion. I dare say that the 21st century was better than the previous century due to a clever idea my uncle once had.

Written by: RJX

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