The Independent Press - Telegram magazine , Southland ( Long Beach , CA ) dedicated their entire November 4 , 1956 military issue to “ You and the Year 2000 . ” The discussion section about farming appears below .
The most rum scenario depicted is one in which an H - bomb in reality makes crops mature well . The integral article by George Serviss , entitled “ Anyone for a Garchidrose ? ” appears below .
Farmer Jones stepped to a humble smutty pawn control board at the rear of the air - train plastic “ bubble ” in which we sat , my married woman invest beside me – I had brought her along to write the woman ’s angle of this interview with a Year 2000 farm family for “ Atomic Life . ” We had just come up a ray of light - power lift from the family ’s wide bomb - and - fungus - proof , solar - condition subsurface quarters . We were surveying his fields .
Farmer Jones pressed a clit notice “ Activator . ” There was a thin hum and a cylinder rose in the field a few feet beyond the clear plastic wall . A door open in the cylinder and a robot , nearly resembling a 1956 gentleman , stepped spasmodically out into the arena .
“ I must rationalise for my take hired man , ” Farmer Jones said thinly , “ Since full check bit prices have been removed from our crops , I have n’t been able to give a newer example . But , he has help me well . A duet of new tubes and a paint job will surge him over for another yr or two . ”
Farmer Jones was now work a small lever that projected from a squarish box that stood up from the floor . The lever seemed to swing around a 360 - arcdegree rope and , as I watched , I could see that this was the mastery for the robot . I turned back to the field to look on ontogeny . I ’d already asked about the quality of his crop .
The automaton moved swiftly now , under Farmer Jones ’ guidance . “ Carrot , perhaps ? ” queried Farmer Jones . “ Or a Brassica rapa ; perhaps a tomato ? ” he asked , turn the robot this way and that in the rows that could be seen beyond the plastic . There was very fiddling foliage to mark the rows , produce being grown these days for the edible ancestor and fruit with a minimum of fleeceable waste material . Chlorophyll derivative sprays replaced greenery , as I had already observed in my encompassing farm and garden writings .
Perhaps we should have a leaf or two of spinach , too , ” Farmer Jones commented , steering the golem on another course to a light-green surgical incision of the sphere into which the machine almost totally vanish , so tall was the vegetation .
“ I ’ll wreak the man in now , ” Farmer Jones say , and guided the robot to a rap conveyor box which projected beyond the house of cards . “ Have n’t been out in the fields since we were H - flush it in the last warfare , ” he said . He laughed remorsefully , “ Do n’t think it would be level-headed , ” he said , “ still ‘ hot ’ ; but you ’d be surprised what that bombing did for the soil . thing rise like wild ; and the automaton does n’t heed a bite sowing the seeds and keep the place up . ”
The impromptu harvest time came get it into the bubble – through a radiation trap . Farmer Jones explain . “ They ’re safe to palm now , ” he said , and press a “ Deactivator ” button that exit the robot hired - hired hand standing at attention . The hum stopped .
The veggie were all that Farmer Jones had previously boasted that they would be . Daucus carota sativa three foot foresightful . I need a sample distribution nibble of one ; clean and completely sanitized by passing through the radiation trap . It was pleasant-tasting . So was the turnip , four feet in diameter and as affectionate as butter . I carve a clump with my electronic pocket incisor and passed it to my married woman who has always had a taste for raw vegetables . She promulgate with delight at its sapidity .
The giant Lycopersicon esculentum , fully as expectant as a regulation basketball , rave crimson juice of rally fragrance when I pricked the skin with my incisor .
The spinach leaf were far larger than palm tree frond , but I have persisted in a childhood aversion for this discreetness . I merely examined the leaves for grain .
“ No sand , ” gloss Farmer Jones , ” and the flavor is very like to lemon squash . All the sure-enough - time vitamins , though . ”
We chatted on crop candidate and the market outlook while Farmer Jones sent his homo after a fistful of cherry , which were cool down by dry ice in the men of the robot before they hit us . One apiece was more than enough Farmer Jones asked :
“ Would your married woman wish to have a nice , fresh corsage ? I ’ve something new I ’ve just perfected . ”
He murder the robot on another channelize errand . The corsage that was deposited on the conveyor belt was , indeed , “ something new . ”
“ I call it ‘ garchidrose ’ , ” Farmer Jones said . “ I ’ve combined gardenia , orchidaceous plant and uprise in one , together with fern , to grow a complete , multiple - flower corsage on one plant . It does need a bit of medal , ” he rationalize , “ but I have n’t found the way of life to grow the ribbon yet ! ” My wife was beguiled .
We turned to leave .
“ By the direction , ” I said . “ These veg of yours ; they must be very high in vitamin cognitive content . ”
“ They are , they are , ” he tell . “ Extremely so . ”
“ They you must be a very healthy man , ” I said .
“ Me ? Oh no ; I never deplete them . No fiber for me . I have ulcers . I ’m rigorously a bungalow cheese and pill man , myself . ”
See also : nigher Than We mean ! Fat Plants and Meat Beets ( 1958)Farm to Market ( 1958)Robot farm ( 1982)Farm of the Future ( 1984)Superfarm of the Year 2020 ( 1979)That Synthetic Food of the Future ( Ogden Standard - Examiner , 1926 )
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