|MAVIN PLANTED A TREE IN THE PAST
||[Sep. 1st, 2006|04:48 am]
|||||Hot Spur - Her Majesty||]|
Well, I did what I said I was going to do.
I set the kitchen clock ahead 10 minutes so my mom would think I'd gone out at the right time and then I went out 10 minutes early. Mom didn't even notice.
I ducked out of sight in the woods across the street and waited until the bus went by. For a change I was glad the bus doesn't stop and wait. If it had Mom might have seen that I didn't get on.
Last year I'd gone out a little late and been running for the bus a few times. I know the diver saw me at least some of those times but she drives on presenting she didn't see just to make me run. I know because she drives slower when I'm chasing her bus. Just slow enough that if I really run I can catch it. She's not one of the nicest people I know.
I don't think she likes me.
I'm the first person this bus picks up. Then she drives for an hour and then she picks up the kids that live near the school I go to in Syracuse.
When I started High School I was 12. I only went here in Clinton for a week. I was so much younger than the other kids and they wouldn't accept me at all.
I'm not going to say I was beat up or tortured or anything like that. I saw kids in Junior High that were picked on a lot and it was awful for them. It wasn't that bad really. But th school felt it was disruptive and could get worse as the school year went on so they came up with the idea of sending me over an hour away to school. The school board liked the idea, my parents liked the idea, everyone who didn't have to wake up at 4:30 in the morning because of it thought it was a great idea.
I'm not going to school today, its 4:30 in the morning and guess what? I'm up anyway!
But let me tell you about yesterday.
My mom did not leave our house guest alone to go to work. I guess it was good that I'm not the only one who is worried about him. I waited until she would have left and then a good twenty minutes more before I gave up and came back to the house. When I got inside Mom and The King of Spain were talking at the kitchen table.
I should say that he isn't The King of Spain. I just started calling him that in my Blog so I'm still doing it. The King of Spain is a song by a band I like called Moxy Fruvous. The song is about a guy working in a Pizza shop who says he was the King of Spain but quit to go work at minimum wage jobs in Canada. I started calling our house guest that because it seemed like his story was far fetched too.
Turns out the guy in the Song's story was pretty believable compared to my King's.
I listened a while before I let them know I was listening. I listened to enough that they had to stop leaving me out of it.
So according to The King of Spain, everything we think is real isn't, or at least wasn't until very recently. That two weeks ago he was the only child of my mother and my dad. That my Mom never married my biological dad, didn't have me, didn't get divorced.
You know how my mom and dad used tell the story of how they both almost met years earlier because they were both at a New Years party in New York City but they didn't meet. My dad said that fate kept trying to get them together until they finally did, right? Well, according to this Mavin, they did meet at that party and my mom was still single. One thing led to another, they got married and had him.
I'd like to just say this is absurd but he said plenty of stuff that my mom and I both know are true. Like that she knew she was going to name her first son Mavin after a boy she knew when she was little who died.
Not only that but when he is telling about himself its like he is talking about me. He was skipped several times and started college at 15. He went to Tulane and got an internship with Dr. Markus Demiter, the very same theoretical physists professor that I'm starting an internship with next year only in his life, Dr. Demiter taught at Tulane, not Hamilton.
In his second year of college and of working with Dr. Demiter, which was two weeks ago, he became the first person to successfully test Demiter's system of time travel. My mom and I both asked Mavin about the time machine a couple of times and he kept correcting us, that it wasn't a time machine. More like a system of traveling through time. Kind of an assisted hypnosis that helps someone's brain to tap into an ability hidden inside it.
He didn't know all the technical stuff but he said that Dr. Demiter did and if he can find Demiter he might be able to send him back to the reality he knows. What he didn't know until I told him was that Demiter was right here in Clinton.
So I get the day of of school today. My mom and I are taking Mavin to see the good professor.
"So" I said to Mavin, "You went to college in New Orleans?
Mavin said he didn't.
"But Tulane is in New Orleans." I said.
He said, "Yes, it was before New Orleans was destoyed by a big Hurricane."
"Katrina, yeah, but Tulane is still there." I said.
Then I had to tell him all about what happened to New Orleans in Katrina. He listened and asked questions and was really surprized by the answers. Like someone who hadn't lived though it as we all did.
In his history, in August of 1983 Hurricane Alicia hit the Gulf Coast, destroying New Orleans, Beloxi Mississippi, Mobile Alabama and the Pan Handle of Florida. It was awful, like Katrina, with bodies floating in the flood and debri that quickly became a toxic hazzard.
Louisiana redefined their state lines, disowning the destroyed and toxic area and refusing to contribute to its clean up. When they got away with it the other states followed suit. The country tried to clean it up but it was too much of a job for them. Then big shot developers bought the entire area. One of them was my Dad. After six years of work by thousands and thousands of people, the area reopened at a luxurious state for the very wealthy called, Gulf.
Marcus Dimeter taught at Tulane because Mavin was a fan and loved him book about time. The same book I have loved.
Its about time but it has nothing to do with time travel. Mostly, Marcus Dimeter was talking about light speed. His theory that it isn't constant. That just as light travels slower through 40 feet of solid glass than it does through what we call a perfect vacuum, that theoretically there could be a space that is as much more empty than a vacuum than a vacuum is to a 40 foot sheet of glass. From there he talked about what effect this could have on our understanding of time.
"Gulf became the 53nd state in 1989." Mavin said.
"53nd? What was the 51st and 52nd?" I asked.
Turns out that puerto rico was made a state in 1975 and Washinton DC was in 1980. That one was President Ronald Reagan's first official act.
Also, Long Island became part of New Jersey in 1981. Another of Reagan's things. After a long fight over it between New York and New Jersey, New York City remained part of New York State. At one point, Connecticutt tried to lay claim to New York City but they withdrew their bid for it pretty quickly.
I'm not saying I believe any of this but it is pretty hard to deny that Mavin is here. When he came back from the past he was in Gulf, but it wasn't Gulf anymore, it was a huricaine ravaged New Orleans.
The first thing he did was go home, but it wasn't his home anymore. He found Mom by searching phone books but it ook a while because he was looking for Dad's name. For him, dad didn't work himself into an early death. After making all that money with Gulf he retired and enjoyed the easy life with his family. No ulcers, no high blood preasure and no heart attacks.
I'd sure like to have had that version of my dad.
Hotspur, by the way, was a huge band with big hits, and Mavin's favorite band, just like mine. I'm glad I wouldn't have let their fame keep me from liking them. At least I think so. If Mavin is me. Half me maybe?
"So what happened?" I asked.
"When I went back I must have changed something important." Mavin said.
"What did you change?"
"The worst thing that ever happened to this country, and what started a chain of events that ended up killing millions of people and opressing many many more." Mavin said.
"What was that?" I asked.
"The assassination of President John F Kennedy." But that still happened.
"Yeah. I know. I found that out pretty quickly when I got back. I did exactly what Dr. Dimeter said to do. I went back to 1900 and planted a couple of trees that would grow to block the view from the Grassy Knoll to the President's Motercade. It worked, the trees grew, but he was still shot and killed." Mavin said.
"Yeah but Lee Harvy Oswald killed President Kennedy from a window of a building." I said.
"Yeah, that's what people thought until the truth came out in the 1990's, only whatever I did changed that too. It changed a lot of stuff. I have no idea how much. Every day I'm learning new things that are different." Mavin said.
I can't wait to hear what Professor Dimeter thinks of all of this.