Michael Swanwick's Periodic Table of Science Fiction
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Uuq
Ununquadium
(289)
Island of Stability
Ununquadium has lasted for thirty seconds without breaking up, which is
very rare for an element this heavy. We're all terribly proud of it.
Let's hear a big round of applause for ununquadium. Everybody! That's
good.
The transfermian elements tend to be high-strung, everybody knows that.
They're thoroughbreds, hothouse flowers, pampered little bundles of
neuroses. You can look at them cross-eyed and they'll fall apart.
Not ununquadium. It had long been predicted that an atom with 114 protons
and 184 neutrons would be particularly stable, and, well, just look at
it! A little shaky, perhaps, a little damp on the forehead and jittery in
the eyes, but still with us. That's because ununquadium is the first
element in what's called an "island of stability," a region deep in the
periodic table where an element's half-life is appreciably longer than
those of its predecessors.
Why should this be? Well, evidence is mounting that it's a matter of
character. Ununquadium began well by admitting that it has a problem
holding things together. Then it sought help. It wasn't afraid of looking
foolish. It didn't worry that people might think the less of it. It saw
what needed to be done and did it.
But that's not all! I understand that ununquadium has an important
message for us. Something about God and the meaning of the universe, is
that right? Yes, I see that it is. It's urgent that we know this, you
say? I'm sure that it is. And in just a moment I'm going to ask you to
come up front and share it with us.
First, however, I have a few brief announcements. Will the owner of the
white Ford Taurus station wagon parked out front please move it? It's
blocking the driveway, and if it's not moved soon, it will be towed. Next
week's meeting has been postponed to the eighteenth, due to a scheduling
mixup. Please mark your calendars. Those of you who haven't yet paid your
annual dues should?
Oh. Dear me. Ununquadium seems to have split.
That's really a terrible pity, because I gather that what it had to say
really was important. In fact, if I may share this with you, ununquadium
confided to me just before I came up here that this might well be the
single most important message any of us ever received. And now, alas,
we'll never know what it was.
But let's not dwell on it. Life is too short.
The End
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