It is a
simple dream that criminals might be whisked away to an isolated land, a place
to live amongst their own kind and do what it is that makes them criminals,
never to enter good society again. The
idea the opening premise of Robert Sheckley’s 1960 novel The Status Civilization, the ensuing planetary adventure gradually
evolves into a story of personal discovery in a universe gone mad. The absurd deteriorating into the merely
surreal, it is also utopian satire.
Awaking to
discover he has no memories save those of a hazy murder, on the first page of The Status Civilization Will Barrent
quickly learns he’s on a prison ship bound for a place called Omega. An insular planet where convicted criminals
live, rule, and die, the average life span is a scant three years, long term survival
unlikely. Stepping out of the ship and
onto the sidewalk, Barrent is immediately confronted by three men drawing lots
to decide who has the right to shoot him first; it is hunting day for
newbies. Escaping into a nearby building
with a victim’s sanctuary sign above the door, he discovers the room is not
intended to assist him, rather to ensure no rights violation is occurring. As newbies are legal game on hunting day, the
proprietor of the sanctuary promptly draws a gun himself. Barrent narrowly escaping the sanctuary, he
gradually but uneasily settles in to Omegan society as an owner of a shop
selling poison antidotes. He meets a
priest in the religion of Evil, talks with a mutant soothsayer, learns about
the Black One, and has a few encounters with a mysterious woman who, for
reasons he cannot scry, helps him through the ordeals Omega’s strictly hierarchical society places on him. Though
experience gains him status, unfortunately for Barrent, it also increases the
size of the cross-hairs on his back.
The first
half of The Status Civilization is a
soap bubble; at the slightest touch of logic it dissolves in the air. But the effect is intentional. Sheckley opening the novel with a standard
man-who-has-been-wronged-must-take-the-law-into-his-own-hands-to-set-things-straight
story, the science fiction tropes used to set this scene are so absurd one
wonders whether the effort is even worthwhile.
On top of being fooled by the “victim sanctuary”, Barrent is arrested
for not being a drug addict, coerced into attending the local church of Evil,
given ‘Trial by Ordeal’, is the target of a legal manhunt, and participates in
gladiator games.
But satire
is the name of the game, and slowly The
Status Civilization extends beyond raw pulp.
Omegan society not ostensibly a mirror to Earth’s, rather a simple
thought experiment, its bizarre ideas regarding law nevertheless come full
circle when someone explains to Barrent:
“On Omega, the law
was kept secret. Older residents used their knowledge of the law to enforce
their rule over the newcomers. This system was condoned and reinforced by the
doctrine of the inequality of all men, which lay at the heart of the Omegan
legal system. Through planned inequality and enforced ignorance, power and
status remained in the hands of the older residents.”
But
ultimately, it’s when the story transitions to Earth that Sheckley’s agenda
takes full shape. Moving from anti-hero,
to hero, to just normal guy, Barrent is forced to confront the forces at work
in life in human fashion. The absurdism
of the opening sequence reflected through a handful of prisms by the time the
storyline reaches the climax, the light shining on his life takes on more
natural than plastic tones, and as a result, the novel far outpaces the pulp
simplicity of its initial outlay.
In the
end, The Status Civilization is a
two-edged sword: satire of both humanist and pulp origins. Sheckley playing with the idea of
utopia/dystopia on a planet populated by criminals juxtaposed against a
seemingly pastoral Earth, there are as many gimmicky tropes of the Silver Age
as there is deft commentary on the state and perception of social class, law
and order, and place in society. What
begins as a standard story about a man accused of crimes he didn’t commit who
must clear his name gradually evolves into larger commentary on the state of
the societies he finds himself in. A
quality society is just not as simple as separating the good from the bad—as
much as some would like it.
I highly enjoyed this novella/novel. I recommend his short fiction -- he's even better in that format.
ReplyDeleteI have read two Sheckley shorts - both of which impressed me enough to read The Status Civilization. I forget their names now, but both were of the manhunt variety. I will be reading more by Sheckley.
DeleteInteresting. Alfred Bester savaged this novel, particularly in comparison with Sheckley's other work. I am definitely in the camp that thinks Sheckley's stories brilliant and his novels fair.
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I don't think this is the best of Sheckley's novels (that I've read), but neither do I think it worth savaging...
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