The Creature from Cleveland Depths
By Fritz Leiber
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Fritz Leiber
Fritz Leiber (1910–1992) was the highly acclaimed author of numerous science fiction stories and novels, many of which were made into films. He is best known as creator of the classic Lankhmar fantasy series. Leiber has won many awards, including the coveted Hugo and Nebula, and was honored as a lifetime Grand Master by the Science Fiction Writers of America.
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The Creature from Cleveland Depths - Fritz Leiber
I
Come on, Gussy,
Fay prodded quietly, quit stalking around like a neurotic bear and suggest something for my invention team to work on. I enjoy visiting you and Daisy, but I can’t stay aboveground all night.
If being outside the shelters makes you nervous, don’t come around any more,
Gusterson told him, continuing to stalk. Why doesn’t your invention team think of something to invent? Why don’t you? Hah!
In the Hah!
lay triumphant condemnation of a whole way of life.
We do,
Fay responded imperturbably, but a fresh viewpoint sometimes helps.
I’ll say it does! Fay, you burglar, I’ll bet you’ve got twenty people like myself you milk for free ideas. First you irritate their bark and then you make the rounds every so often to draw off the latex or the maple gloop.
Fay smiled. It ought to please you that society still has a use for you outre inner-directed types. It takes something to make a junior executive stay aboveground after dark, when the missiles are on the prowl.
Society can’t have much use for us or it’d pay us something,
Gusterson sourly asserted, staring blankly at the tankless TV and kicking it lightly as he passed on.
No, you’re wrong about that, Gussy. Money’s not the key goad with you inner-directeds. I got that straight from our Motivations chief.
Did he tell you what we should use instead to pay the grocer? A deep inner sense of achievement, maybe? Fay, why should I do any free thinking for Micro Systems?
I’ll tell you why, Gussy. Simply because you get a kick out of insulting us with sardonic ideas. If we take one of them seriously, you think we’re degrading ourselves, and that pleases you even more. Like making someone laugh at a lousy pun.
Gusterson held still in his roaming and grinned. That the reason, huh? I suppose my suggestions would have to be something in the line of ultra-subminiaturized computers, where one sinister fine-etched molecule does the work of three big bumbling brain cells?
Not necessarily. Micro Systems is branching out. Wheel as free as a rogue star. But I’ll pass along to Promotion your one molecule-three brain cell sparkler. It’s a slight exaggeration, but it’s catchy.
I’ll have my kids watch your ads to see if you use it and then I’ll sue the whole underworld.
Gusterson frowned as he resumed his stalking. He stared puzzledly at the antique TV. How about inventing a plutonium termite?
he said suddenly. It would get rid of those stockpiles that are worrying you moles to death.
Fay grimaced noncommittally and cocked his head.
Well, then, how about a beauty mask? How about that, hey? I don’t mean one to repair a woman’s complexion, but one she’d wear all the time that’d make her look like a 17-year-old sexpot. That’d end her worries.
Hey, that’s for me,
Daisy called from the kitchen. I’ll make Gusterson suffer. I’ll make him crawl around on his hands and knees begging my immature favors.
A montage: A fellow holding a gun on a man; a man and a woman nearly kissing; a one-eyed robot tearing up paper.
No, you won’t,
Gusterson called back. You having a face like that would scare the kids. Better cancel that one, Fay. Half the adult race looking like Vina Vidarsson is too awful a thought.
Yah, you’re just scared of making a million dollars,
Daisy jeered.
I sure am,
Gusterson said solemnly, scanning the fuzzy floor from one murky glass wall to the other, hesitating at the TV. How about something homey now, like a flock of little prickly cylinders that roll around the floor collecting lint and flub? They’d work by electricity, or at a pinch cats could bat ’em around. Every so often they’d be automatically herded together and the lint cleaned off the bristles.
No good,
Fay said. There’s no lint underground and cats are verboten. And the aboveground market doesn’t amount to more moneywise than the state of Southern Illinois. Keep it grander, Gussy, and more impractical—you can’t sell people merely useful ideas.
From his hassock in the center of the room he looked uneasily around. Say, did that violet tone in the glass come from the high Cleveland hydrogen bomb or is it just age and ultraviolet, like desert glass?
No, somebody’s grandfather liked it that color,
Gusterson informed him with happy bitterness. I like it too—the glass, I mean, not the tint. People who live in glass houses can see the stars—especially when there’s a window-washing streak in their germ-plasm.
Gussy, why don’t you move underground?
Fay asked, his voice taking on a missionary note. It’s a lot easier living in one room, believe me. You don’t have to tramp from room to room hunting things.
I like the exercise,
Gusterson said stoutly.
"But I bet Daisy’d prefer it underground. And your kids wouldn’t have to explain why their father lives like a Red Indian. Not to mention the safety factor and insurance savings and a crypt church within easy slidewalk distance. Incidentally, we see