In rec.arts.sf.written Robert Clark <
rgrego...@gmspambloackail.com> wrote:
> Issues of Galaxy science fiction magazine from the 50's to the 70's have
> been put up online for free:
>
> Seminal sci-fi magazine 'Galaxy' is now free online
> The archive contains issues from 1950 - 1976 and includes early stories from
> heavy-hitting authors.
> Rob LeFebvre, @roblef
> 07.14.17 in Internet
>
https://www.engadget.com/2017/07/14/seminal-sci-fi-galaxy-free-online/
>
> Anyone have any favorite stories from the magazine, or Hugo or Nebula award
> winners from that time period?
>
The SF collection at
archive.org experienced rapid growth during the
past few years. AFAIK _Omni_'s the only magazine that they made
available at first then later removed at the publisher's request.
"Our Man in Peking" (Howard) is one of my favorite _Galaxy_ stories. It
appears in the Februrary 1967 edition and contains classic chemtrail
before there was chemtrail. It also offers up sinister spook business.
Here's my favorite parts of the story.
spoiler space
The bomber howled and bucked through updrafts. Dr. West knew
the aircraft was laying a trail of aerosol fog across the
formerly desolate mountains of South Central China.
"They should have told us," the Major blurted. "I'm a
professional. I should have been given the chance to
volunteer. The Colonel and me, we're going to complete
this spray run on the chance that the Air Force did
agree to - sell us out. You C.I.A. spook, we've decided
to complete the spraying mission.
The Major waved the almost prehistoric .45 automatic
ineffectually. "Now do you feel better or worse?"
Dr. West surreptitiously had managed to raise his
thumb from the button. At first his thumb had not wanted
to release the button, as if it had an over-trained
one-track mind of its own. The flickering red light
stayed on, and Dr. West knew the spraying was
continuing anyway. Probably if he never had pressed the
button, a back-up mechanism would have initiated the
spraying. Probably he was not only expendable; he was
superfluous.
...
When the couch was brought, Dr. West was afraid to sleep.
What was going on in Mao III's head? The man had not spoken
or moved since -
"I move. I speak," Mao III said. "What do you wish to
speak about?"206198
*Sleep until I awaken you.* Dr. West lay there staring up at
the triumphantly grinning faces of the Harvard Circle.
Dr. George Bruning, boy wonder, geophysicist, astronaut,
political climber, and buddy of the President.
Dr. Sam Wynoski, chemopsychiatrist.
Dr. Fred Gatson, bacteriologist and ladder climber.
Dr. Einar Johansen, neurosurgeon and electric eel fancier.
Dr. Tom Randolph, parapsychologist.
You C.I.A. master minds, Dr. West thought so gently that
Mao III did not awaken, you've succeeded in planting your man
in Peking.
But am I your man? You may have implanted general guidelines
such as "love America." But you could never prepare me for all
of the quick and unexpected decisions a new dictator must make.
I have a feeling I am free now - to do what I want. Soon we'll
find out.
Thank you,
--
Don