Paradise Until It's Not
I talked with the Laird last night, and he is enjoying Hawaii, passing the time (near as I can tell) by playing GTA San Andreas from dawn to dusk and chowing down on room service. God I wish I were him. Anyway, we got to talking about tsunamis and I remembered the tale of the Halawa Valley in Molokai, evacuated permanently after tsunamis in 1946 and 1957.
And I thought: this valley's probably been sucking people in for centuries. You paddle up, and it's paradise. Nothing but wild fruit and blue skies and waterfalls. And you build some huts and plant some taro and things are great, and one day a big wave comes and washes it all away, and probably you with it.
After you're gone the valley starts growing back, lush and wild. And the next guy comes along and it starts all over again.
posted by Anonymous at 11:01 PM
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Given our planet's history of asteroid impacts, ice ages and megavolcanoes your story about the beach scales up nicely to pretty much cover all of existance on this planet.
It's just like Anchorage's Turnagain By The Sea.
My home-built supercolliding superconducter experiments, as well as a show I saw on string theory, suggest that the collision between 11 dimensional "membranes" which may constitute separate realities occupying essentially parallel positions in space (a milimeter left, another universe), may have caused the Big Bang, and, at any moment, another "brane" could contact ours by accident, thus vaporizing not only the universe but reality itself, along with our localized laws of physics and all pairs of clean socks.
Damn. That would be a Very Bad Thing.
I have a bitch of a time getting my socks clean...
Turnagain is exactly like the Halawa valley, in that it has trees and skies, but instead of taro plants has attorneys, which when allowed to mature can also be formed into a bland, starchy paste.
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