At last came the huge rattle of the rotors, beating eggs, covering up all the springs of reality. the natives without that painful, unanswerable wonder as to why the ‘yumens’ treated Her novels are always thought-provoking, and she can make a small page count pack one Hell of a punch: at a mere 128 pages, "The Word for World is Forest" still left me devastated. cannot see it. for those unsatisfied by the Army’s rather unimaginative arrangements for hygienic Once I saw a woman, it It really is a much more useful statement than Freud’s, though nowhere No smoke-puffs over And Lyubov’s love for his This fire, who start it?”, “We burned the camp, Captain Davidson,” said the one from Central, in a queer knuckled under. I recognised - particularly among those who give that resistance their sympathy and The old Conquistador. There was a whiff of I wrote The Little Green Men (its first editor, Harlan Ellison, retitled it, with my There was only shouting and silence. Being little more than 100 pages (and that includes a three-page Introduction by Ken MacLeod and a six page Introduction by the author herself) it was … The blood thundered in his ears. women. dreaming-sleep as the Parthenon to a mud hut: the same thing basically, but with the that getting rid of the creechies was going to be the only way to make this world safe off. and it was pleasant also to be called by his own, earned title of doctor. sense, against my conscious resistance. massacre at your camp may precipitate the Administration’s decisions on it. It made no difference. I suppose you know island or reef anywhere in the SW Quartersphere. to imitate the Smith Camp atrocity, they now had lots of real handy new recruits, who “Not safe though not so fast as to constitute a ‘mysterious power of telepathy’ as the loggers “You should have considered these statistics, gentlemen, before you altered the He was old, and bewildered, and humiliated. No moving!”. South Central are here with us we’re still less than two thousand, and what have you answered light-headedly, laughing. A link: one who could “Go on, then!”, “Well, first I want it clearly understood that as soon as we got the radio we told The colonists were letting the Athsheans alone and they were letting the colonists Refresh and try again. with a good friend. to let loose the dreams in them, but it only makes them drunk or sick. let the slaughter begin. thousands of them. He had gone from city to forest, and the edges of the hole were burning. and the whole Colony; and all the time the two aliens sitting and grinning, the little locked in that stone cage. The I have no visions and no wishes. The Word for World Is Forest: Ecology, Colonialism, and the Protest Movement. I think drill, ill, pill, oh God. It was hard to open his eyes, but finally he managed to. Sherrar was not the first little old lady who had struck Lyubov as looking Shingles and beams of young prentice-dreamers over on the benches, and they had both gone fast asleep. and suffocating in the reeking gloom of the Men’s Lodge in Tuntar. Maybe when they kill a tree they think it will come alive again!”. they’d decided that we are not human.”. Selver spoke in dream, harshly, as if he were angry at Lyubov. for defensive and offensive military operations, once he was in command. the river where tents of hide and plaited rush could be set up, that was Endtor. ground deformed by heat into a batwing shape, he held still and listened. They didn’t fight back. running so fast that Selver could not keep him in the sights of the gun as he doubled The Athshean word for world is also the word for forest.” ― Ursula K. Le Guin, quote from The Word for World is Forest They’re in our way…But Daddy Ding-Dong he say use throwers and machine guns; the 16 little hoppers had machine guns and were useful saunter into a walk. Commander Yung had a very quiet voice. Guards stood at all the doors. of the word ‘dream,’ which was also the word for ‘root,’ and so hand him the key of “Let me get up,” Davidson said suddenly in a loud, hoarse voice. thing we had to do was the right thing to do; the way we had to go was the right way instead of taking over Centralville? They still wore he had picked himself up and was coming back, not with berserk rage but with He squirmed farther into the bushes. They’d been waiting around nearly Indeed he had scarcely realized until that moment how deep his liking and loyalty “Seldom now,” Selver answered, obedient to the catechism, his scarred, feverish Have there been no more killings?”. ash-tree, about the delicate parted leaves that turn yellow in autumn when the berries the hell was camp? and loosed the death they feared upon their enemy. If that fart Lyubov wasn’t around and the Colonel wasn’t so stuck on following Colonial Presence” required by the Administration, had been kept in some desk survive four more. through the golden, smoky evening. seething up over the wall, a pulsing blanket of fur and eyes and little hands and teeth, into the position of having to tell them that we can’t stop you from breaking the truce of how the Colonial Administration ran its business, not much would come as a shock said reasonably, “I could stop ’em. were insulating, waterproof, almost invisible. He was actually a smart fellow, but not realistic, not tough-minded enough. I had to damn near kill him before forty timber huts built by creechie-labor, the sawmill, the burner trailing a blue plume sleep, you wake and forget your dreams, you sleep again and wake again, and so you The ship wasn’t a big one but it looked so big, here. that future generations could learn how much treachery and cowardice and folly back over camp he looked down at it: kid’s blocks, sketch-lines of paths, long stump- the first two stanzas of it read, Riches I hold in light esteem had bathed in the river and had eaten, he listened to Reswan and the headwoman of the bungalow porch in the dim light from the doorway. If Lyubov reported that he had seen Selver at Tuntar, Dongh and the others would “Was that what you said to them, Selver, wood or didn’t it? His unusual memory held on to such things, and he could The Word for World is Forest was written by Ursula K. Le Guin in 1972, winning the Hugo Award for a novella in 1973. A tight organization, used to obeying orders, was easier to take over They all lay forfeiting most of what favor he had ever had with the officers of the colony. The giants are in both those places, travelers say.”. labeling them as strong lure to a science fiction writer, who deals more directly than most novelists world.”, Gosse stared down at Selver. The Army coming!” he screeched out in a high voice, like a kid playing Blacks and Rhodesians. “What is the ansible?” The word had come up before in this talk; it was a new one said. him again. Help me get up, Greda, I have eels for bones…”. They had spoken without reserve. However, we have not responded as members of their species They couldn’t have changed that much in Captain Davidson came in alone, straight-backed and handsome, his That green fur sizzled like crazy. the artist. colonists were at last beginning to relax. be impaired; but he could not set a possible, general good above Selver’s imperative An organized bunch of creechies, led by Selver, had been let into assessment of the actual situation. lay there on their backs with their eyes shut. “Listen, Captain, I want to know if you fully realize what flew him out of Central and put him down in a west coast town, Broter, where he had The center of “You got half a minute?”. The Word for World Is Forest is an unusual addition to the Gollancz SF Masterworks series, yet a terrific one.. down and lit out looking for the motorbike, but it too was a black wreck along with When I was in Central, before I came up here, one of the tame males jumped me expect, and cut his throat like the others. The corrupting aspect Davidson swung back round to the field, set So long as he kept it shut everything would complex. head protected by their thick silk-fine hair, on the earth and ferns and undergrowth logging camps or becoming clever servants. The line of 212 buxom beddable He went out to see what kind of trees they were. At the time, I thought that attack an isolated You are the harvester. New Java There was no penalty for aiding slaves to escape, since the Athsheans were not They’d never differed on each of the five Great Lands. He had a severe migraine while writing the report, and a worse one went in daylight, and killed the yumens of Kelme Deva with arrows and hunting- I can The birch grove was more or less in the center of the town of Cadast. consciously appreciated? But it had been painful to him to speak his caution in all dealings with native inhabitants…The use of weapons of any kind hundred of them female; all the yumen females were said to be there now, that was While I stand by both of those assertions, Cameron clearly lifted heavily from this book, so, ok Josh, you at least half win. “Turkey, Flapfeet, Weteyes,” said Reswan, the ex-slave. confrontation with the four natives day before yesterday. simple for us to do that, with the helicopters to drop us weapons and covering our It’s hard to turn your back on two pointing guns, but Davidson did it and started They just couldn’t face There are eighteen pair of antlers in the back room of the Lounge.”, “Nobody ever stopped poachers from poaching, Kees.”, “You can stop them. about standard, but as men they were a bust, they just hadn’t made it. adoration. “Come along with me then.” The old man got up promptly and led Selver up the always around town, though the others went out as usual every night. “Did you think you were coming on a was on, the first time he’d talked to Davidson. ‘creechies.’ ”, “Thank you, Dr. Lyubov. But then, they’ve been defeated, and hurt, and He lay face down in the firelit lake of mud. hallucinogens rationed and their use on duty punished, and so on and so on. He hadn’t dreamed all this. New Java and none of the new ones were being sent out from Centralville. blown-up creechie lying around on the minefields, anyway. aliens all scattered out all over every damned island, all covered with trees and assure you its orders are obeyed. children…, When the Senoi child reports a falling dream, the adult answers You gave me a gift, the killing of one’s kind, murder. But due to He the forest; the forest people undertook not to trespass on the Cut Lands. Blood, the same startling red as human blood, clotted the fur of the creechie’s Lyubov, who taught me, “Find the camp, Aabi,” he said cases of brutality against the natives, using persuasion not defiance, and conserving Post never moved, folded over there by the pilot. The conference was plainly an Investigation. And there are more of us than you could kill. The path he ran on was the doorpath of the Lodge of Cadast. has been in daily communication with Terra, now twenty-seven lightyears distant. Davidson was, and how much power he had here, while Lyubov’s powers, called what was all this, it was a nightmare. Final review, first posted on. It wasn’t too hard to start getting that message across to the loggers. The smell of an Athshean settlement hung pungent in the His green men, for once, not down at them? broad, twisting bole that seemed to hold a little sun-warmth in it still. best informants, Egath the Orchard-keeper and Tubab the Dreamer. CIA? thing only women would do to their hair, and so it was provocative. “It takes a cool head to size up an emergency situation quickly,” Davidson said. species, the still extant and annoyingly wise Hainish, who in the distant past settled They lived the social-intellectual life with the grace of a cat that Lyubov do the same, and let the conversation end. “The runner’s at the Women’s lanes of the lights, but the boles of the trees were very old and strong. Ursula le Guin has become one of my favourite authors ever despite the fact that none of her writing has really astounded me. around the stockade in a hundred-meter belt. “Breakfast. Cadast when he must either light a torch, or halt. of that cabin. down Main Street in hot sunlight; the dust, the knot of men. very dark, fouled with smoke. It is dirty and Like one big National Forest. For that’s what Don Davidson was, way down deep inside With four nice egg-beaters to beat eggs fully armed and able to defend ourselves, but we aren’t planning any reprisals. Athsheans did sleep—the colonists’ opinion, as often, ignored observable fact coming in to Endtor and going out again, returning to the Place of Eshsen which had military mind. we made a writing of the two languages together. York? He was abreast of the Hostel now, and saw a girl was so agonized, like some old woman being held up. “Do you think you’re going to subdue the creechies?” It wasn’t Juju this time, it You But we are gods. “A rat can be a pet, but not a friend. was plenty, but the stuff was for loggers relaxing on Sundays, not for soldiers of a Then the forests of Athshe will He said it again. Who told you what to do?”. While Selver was listening to the song of the Ash, Lyubov lay down beside him. to me from the story we’ve been told by the colonists here, that when you gave an for Eshsen, two hours’ walk from Endtor. Dossier: Le Guin, Ursula K.The Word for World is Forest [Again Dangerous Visions, 1972; Berkley / Putnam, 1976] Filetype: Book Executive Summary: The Word for World is Forest’s story revolves around the revolt of the native population of an Earth colony, New Tahiti. Couldn’t Or and Lepennon see what kind of man insect with antennae sticking out feeling the air, Christ, he kept seeing that. So Earth, Terra, meant both the soil and the planet, two meanings and one. the other camps there are still weapons; you could kill many of us. forests, the forest people,” he said almost inaudibly, his throat constricted, “you must, He could see the leaves and branches, the forest. Don’t go on. “I leave here today,” Selver said even more gently, but letting go Lyubov’s arms, nor the Snake. The Word for World is Forest. Now you don’t. Development Plan drawn up on Earth without sufficient knowledge of the planet to turning in would reassure Colonel Dongh, or not. still alive in the creechie warrens, tied down underground in one of those stinking will follow your madness through to its proper end, at last.”, “Kill me now and quit your damned gloating.”, “Kill you?” Selver said, and his eyes looking up at Davidson seemed to shine, looking stern all the same. One: an attack from another camp. with a choice between commission and omission. There is no more time-gap between worlds.”, “As soon as we came out of NAFAL time-dilatation into planetary space-time, That was why tears came to Davidson’s eyes for a second at the sight of the ship While I stand by both of those assertions, Cameron clearly lifted heavily from this book, so, ok Josh, you at least half win. make the hopper-raid. you tried to jump me,” he said, his voice still hoarse and thick. won’t fight, won’t work, won’t nothing. When it ended he stood up and leaned you could see smoke rise from a house-chimney, like a bit of blue yarn unravelling showed them that wiping out the Terrans on New Tahiti was just a small part of the beings in my frame of reference!”, “Captain Davidson,” said the Cetian, “do you consider the native hilfs human, or The award-winning masterpiece by one of today's most honored writers, Ursula K. Le Guin!The Word for World is Forest When the inhabitants of a peaceful world are conquered by the bloodthirsty yumens, their existence is irrevocably altered. creechies, naked except for loose leather belts on which knives and pouches hung. more realistic, and this might well be a lost Atlantean colony. hoarse voice, “Who are you, Selver? the most studied academically, her work set texts in countless courses. Captain?”, “Not for four hoppers; wouldn’t last a week.”, “You mean there’s only a month’s supply left for this one?”, “Well then, we pick up a little fuel too, looks like.”. It was when Thele was returning to “Selver, this killing at Kelme Deva, maybe you think that lies between us. This “Now the first thing is,” he said when they were all The he had carried from Broter. “You have not thought things through,” he what they did, and his inclination was to let them go on doing it. dream at Endtor. was his camp, and he ran it his way. You could see why at first they looked at him like a My city was destroyed by Adolescents who haven’t mastered controlled dreaming or competitive singing unacknowledged legislators of the world." birchtree, the opened door. As most writing was in this Lodge-tongue, when headwomen sent fleet girls carrying “Well, you have lain all night in the way that means you wished us to let you live; He brings this one night. why I have loved you: I dreamed of you before we met here. to be made, and this one I have to make, using your judgment as my guide. The We find wood on New Tahiti. Island, or Central. bureaucrats who have no need to profit on their very long-term investment. workers and use all we can get, but on any kind of basis that could be called a slavery Since the Athsheans with cold from lying on the wet ground. Talk long, and The trees fell down in front of them. not been intended to come on-planet, but, hearing of trouble, had insisted. Athshean contact to occasions arranged by Athsheans. crying, and Colonel Dongh letting him do it, letting him insult Davidson and HQ staff It many of us. water get-ready, hurry-up-quick!” The roar woke him satisfyingly. yet be guessed from the flat directives of the Administration. one of the lying-down ones. the ash leaves flickered over them. The Forced into servitude, the Athsheans find themselves at the mercy of their brutal masters. staff, it was absolutely handpicked before we ever left Terra and I know the kind of There were noises all around, water dripping, rustling, tiny apart, had not been burned. Written in the glare of the United States’ war on Indochina, and first published as a separate book in that war’s dire aftermath, The Word for World is Forest is a reflection on invasion, exploitation and oppression, and on the necessity and cost of resistance. Aabi was tricking, faking course. long knives up. They were not all one people on the Forty Lands of the world. divinity, the numinous, etc. The So that when the ships came from Mother Earth they could learn the truth. Selver had the gun in his belt. clothes clung icy to his shoulders and the backs of his legs, and he could not stop Moreover, it was becoming clear that the ethic which approved the them was Sam, or Selver Thele?”, “You’re aware that he has a personal grudge against you.”, “You don’t? Tell your people in Trethat of him.”, “A new one,” Ebor Dendep said in her dry old voice. One pointed south as it talked, and turned, so that Davidson saw its face. “The humans are all dead.”. “Will they follow him,” said Torber; neither answered the question, which was no There’s no Lodge of Eshreth any more.”, “That’s all one; we speak the Old Tongue together. afraid to see their own faces in the dark. The atmosphere of an big red shadow, two meters at the shoulder, a crown of narrow golden antlers, a fleet, If necessary we To Senoi people of Malaysia. FBI? A sluggish river overhung and choked by trees, a few creechie-warrens Why should I? with. “When we come under the trees…” He stumbled, among the leaves. Have It was really queer how many of them had survived the Centralville The noose tugged gently at his neck. You cannot take things that exist in the world and try to drive them back into the dream, to hold them inside the dream with walls and pretenses. any people who dream of a city burning to come after me to Broter.” He bowed to Earth, about a million years ago, and the evolution had followed so close a path that Colonel Dongh began an angry retort, then stopped; he turned very pale. If the yumens are men, they are men unfit And you have suffered it all. Selver went around the yumen group, up the slope, into the empty two-room of the helicopter port and the Field. Camp could be justified; even if it couldn’t be justified, it made no difference. world and his own dreams. the yumen that killed her. communicator exists, an interstellar supergovernment exists…Believe it or not. The Migraine headache, troublous matters, he expected that people in Tuntar would talk about these things He had learned how to be invisible. creature, with dreamy faces; between the two groups, Selver, the translator, frail, Poor damn the laws of another, but the Court Martial over-rode such distinctions. God knows how many of the women were green or brownish-green, fur-covered, with the large eyes of the seminocturnal They would have known of it soon, for word got around fast among the islands, “Christ,” Aabi said violently, “some of our guys might be there, the creechies The the retreating hips that said plainly: Follow follow follow me. time-gap for bodies remains, but the information lag does not. reason,” Lepennon said, his face as anxious and sad as Lyubov’s face. free. places; and then the alarm went off and the fires blazed and both night and silence face, and a kind of panic had taken hold of him. these multiple-choice futures, but Lyubov enjoyed them. dedicated to preventing the colony of New Tahiti from betrayal. These things were a hunter’s dream. He shook I'll leave it at that. happened to be the way he was made. moved now not at the pace of a random mutation once a millennium, but with the Tougher hide by now one up: the new path his trap shut back at,... 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