Friday, September 4, 2026
short SF: the Boredom Field
It seemed the world was getting increasingly boring. Plenty of tension, but no real breaking news anymore. Just constant political drama and stalemates. Reality felt fake or hoax-like. A lack of affect, an unstable calm - as if something else was happening underneath.
Something impossible had happened. Reality was not as unhackable as it seemed.
It all started as an improbable idea by a very smart man, who then recruited others. The G-group was the first real anomaly in all human history. A conspiracy that actually worked, it tried to control the world to accelerate the rate of progress
The few outsiders who noticed thought it was a new cult or religion. A group of nerds driven by the fear of death (technically, the fear of approaching death). Desperate to achieve immortality, they tried to accelerate technological progress. They invented elaborate justifications minimizing AI risks. They might be willing to kill their opponents.
Unaware that control was already lost, at the center of a global causality violation, they became the original Multipliers.
Bare concrete walls in a misty forest. A luxurious meeting room in a remote office complex. An executive briefing like a scene from a high budget movie, maybe with supervillains. The man giving the speech didn't look like a boss, though. More like the ultimate basement nerd, now speaking with almost childish enthusiasm:
"Our new quantum re-amplifier is able to perform essentially unlimited calculations. In fact the numbers are larger than the observable universe. If we turned our whole universe into the ultimate computer, it still wouldn't begin to match our quantum device."
"That has certain unexpected consequences. The most amazing part is this technology will have started to do its thing before it became operational! Right now it's just generating numbers. But they are not quite random. They are 'superrandom'."
The meeting attendees were perhaps the most diverse crowd ever assembled. They listened like a waiting room full of character actors:
"Our best guess is the numbers echo the "deep static" underlying reality. No one understands the output, but it seems to change people. We know it causes slight changes in the stocks they choose to buy."
"The process is almost addictive. More like Valium than cocaine. It's an oracle that could pacify the world. But what exactly does pacify mean?"
Translated meeting comments:
* This is crazy! It's like a zombie gas.
* The REAL anomaly is some genius could invent this thing.
* The effect will be to increase human intelligence.
* It already happened. Changes everywhere now.
* Wha happens nex???
The idea behind quantum magic was surprisingly simple. There was the little matter of canceling out all the endless, endless diverging possibilities. But when you multiply extreme improbabilities, you can sometimes get a miracle.
The world becomes compatible with everyone's ideal reality, but it takes a while to happen. In theory everyone could become a demigod.
Everyone went crazy on Babel Day. Running around, taking notes, making piles and moving boxes, starting all the different things.
On that day, the world split into as many countries as there were people.
After all these years of going to the mailbox, part of my mind still expects to find a completely unpredictable letter in there. Like they want to hire me to investigate aliens or something.
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