A crash course in changing the world.
My cell phone went off. I looked up. I opened the drawer where I keep it. I ran through the possibilities. War? Another predicted famine? More flooding from tsunamis or artic flow melts? Did I miss another major Easrthquake? I'd check the news after...
It was-looking at the clock-Two Am. I was finishing another long day, teaching, working with the medical team, and then planting a little barley, outside the little village in Morroco, where I live. At this hour, I'd just finished grading essays on "What is Achievement" when the alternate phone rang. I picked it up. There was only one person who used that phone, I knew who it was.
I answered in arabic, the conversation continued in that language.
"It's Alchemy. There's a problem in Tokyo. I'm sending you in."
"The usual, Public Relations?" I asked.
"No. fabrication support, We've got to get those vegetable skyboxes up fast.
"Is the seed in place?"
"It should be"
"When do you need me?"
"Yesterday, of course."
"Understood. I'll be a few hours late." I checked flight schedules. Yes, the Gulf StreamVII. I smiled. Faster than I thought. " Be there in ten hours."
"Call me when you get in."
We closed the call. I woke up my wife to explain, knowing she'd handle my schedule, and better than I did! I grabbed my pre-packed bag -there were always emergencies somewhere- reviewed my last comments on the final paper, added one line, stacked the essays neatly and was out of the house thirty minutes after the call. I never did get to the news...