{"id":1956,"date":"2010-02-01T22:16:46","date_gmt":"2010-02-02T06:16:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/?p=1956"},"modified":"2020-07-12T13:54:33","modified_gmt":"2020-07-12T20:54:33","slug":"groundhog-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/2010\/02\/01\/groundhog-day\/","title":{"rendered":"Groundhog Day"},"content":{"rendered":"

Groundhog Day is February the second! I remember living in towns with rough weather\u2014like Geneseo, New York, up near Rochester. And then there\u2019d be a article in the paper every year about the so-called groundhog Punxsutawney Phil <\/a>in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania. (What a GROOVY town name!) It seemed like Phil would always predict a heartbreaking six more weeks of Winter.<\/p>\n

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I formed a bitter theory that this so-called groundhog was in fact a fact a robot on rails. I\u2019d discuss this endlessly with my three children, summing up my theory in the slogan:<\/p>\n

Zzzt—*shine*—zzzt!<\/b><\/p>\n

The first “Zzzt” is the sound of the fake mechanical Pennsylvania groundhog rolling out on rails. The “*shine*” is the illumination by a powerful TV camera floodlight producing a shadow. And then comes the predetermined and automatic second “Zzzt,” which represents the rolling back of the mechanical groundhog and the extinguishing of all human hope.<\/p>\n

What is the motive behind this cruel hoax? My theory is that it\u2019s designed to crush the hopes of the public at large. Why? Because a despairing populace stays inside and watches TV, only going outside to visit the shopping mall or a big-box retailer. Sufficiently beaten down, we become ideal consumers, robotic drones in the capitalist hive.<\/p>\n

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An even more paranoid theory of mine in those times was that external reality is (as quantum mechanics tells us) nothing more than a consensual group hallucination and that therefore<\/em>, if the media can convince us that the weather will be bad\u2014then the force of our collective convictions will guarantee that the weather really is bad.<\/p>\n

By the way, I worked this last theory (that a conspiracy to forecast bad weather is creating the bad weather) as an aside into my short story, \u201cSchr\u00f6dinger\u2019s Cat,\u201d\u009d which appeared in Analog <\/em>in March, 1981. Just for the fun of it, I\u2019m putting a PDF version of \u201cSchr\u00f6dinger\u2019s Cat\u201d\u009d online <\/a>for you to read. And here\u2019s the relevant excerpt from the story:<\/p>\n

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I had a nervous breakdown during my fourth year at Wankato. It had to do with the television weather reports. Quantum mechanics implies that until someone makes an observation<\/em>, the weather is indeterminate, in a mixed state. There is, in principle, no reason why it should not be sunny every day. Indeed, it is logically possible to argue that it rains only because people believe it to be raining<\/em>.<\/p>\n

Fact: in Wankato, Minnesota, there is precipitation 227 days of the year.<\/p>\n

Before too long I thought I had determined the reason for this. All of the citizens of Wankato … even the faculty members … watch television weather reports every evening. These reports almost always predict rain or snow. It seemed obvious to me, in my isolation, that if the weather reports could be stopped, then it would not rain so often.<\/p>\n

I tried, unsuccessfully, to gather signatures for a petition. I went to the TV station and complained. Finally, I forced my way into the studio one evening and interrupted the weather report to state my case.<\/p>\n

\u201cTomorrow it will be sunny!\u201d\u009d I cried. \u201cIf only you will believe!\u201d\u009d<\/p>\n

The next day it was sunny. But I was out of a job, and in a mental institution. It was clear that I needed a rest. It had been folly to shift my fellows over so abruptly from one belief system to another.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

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Changing perspective a bit—the movie Groundhog Day <\/a><\/em>is, I would say, one of the very best science-fiction movies ever made, and has a very clever and philosophically profound treatment of time. The author of the story and co-author of the script is Danny Rubin, who maintains an interesting Blogus Groundhogus <\/a>about his career and about his sacred text. I notice that the second version of Danny\u2019s script (as revised by the film\u2019s director, Harold Ramis), is online<\/a>.<\/p>\n

In an email today, Danny wrote me, “The first draft of the screenplay — which everybody seems interested in — is going to be published soon so you’ll get to see how it developed.” And, late-breaking news flash, Danny is giving me an unpublished SF story of his, “The Palmetto Man<\/a>” to run in the Spring-Summer, 2010 Issue #9 of my webzine, Flurb<\/a>! Yeah, baby!<\/p>\n


\n[Image copyright (c) Andrew Wyeth. See the link below for purchasing prints.]<\/em><\/p>\n

And don\u2019t forget Andrew Wyeth\u2019s classic painting, \u201cGroundhog Day<\/em><\/a>.\u201d\u009d Sylvia and I had a print of this on our wall for years, it was like having an extra window. And then it fell out the window and was gone.<\/p>\n

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And, changing the subject once more, I just finished my own groundhog-day-time-period painting today, the first painting I\u2019ve done in awhile. It\u2019s called Amenhotep\u2019s Ghost<\/em>, and it has to do with a creature who’s making some dramatic and disturbing appearances in the closing chapters of my novel-in-progress, Jim and the Flims.<\/em> He’s holding the flail, hook and ankh, symbolic of a pharoah’s power.<\/p>\n


\n[Image copyright (c) Isabel Rucker 2009.]<\/em><\/p>\n

I got some of those hieroglyphics from my daughter Isabel, who used them in this frame of her masterful graphic novel Unfurling <\/em><\/a>to depict a street-person speaking \u201cTweakenese.\u201d\u009d<\/p>\n

What are Amenhotep and the tweaker saying?<\/p>\n

\u201cIt can be Spring starting tomorrow, if only we\u2019ll open our minds! And don\u2019t let them fool you with the Zzzt—*shine*—zzzt!<\/b> of Punxsutawney Phil! And Danny Rubin rocks!\u201d\u009d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Groundhog Day is February the second! I remember living in towns with rough weather\u2014like Geneseo, New York, up near Rochester. And then there\u2019d be a article in the paper every year about the so-called groundhog Punxsutawney Phil in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania. (What a GROOVY town name!) It seemed like Phil would always predict a heartbreaking six […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1956","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1956","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1956"}],"version-history":[{"count":14,"href":"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1956\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12908,"href":"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1956\/revisions\/12908"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1956"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1956"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rudyrucker.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1956"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}