An Overheard Conversation By The Archivist on May 9, 2014 Spread the love Published in Recovered Blog Post The Archivist Maintenance account for the Babbage Aethernet Reader (BAR) and archival records. More from Recovered Blog PostMore posts in Recovered Blog Post »Steampunk Storytime @7pmThe Conservatory Ballroom Presents a Formal Dance Monthly, 4th SaturdaysMusic and Role-play at the Tell-Tale Heart Pub: Monthly 2nd TuesdaysSpring Formal Dance at The Conservatory Ballroom 5pm SLTSteampunk Storytime @7pm
Thaddeus J. Popplefot: Good evening, Mayor Tenk.
Mosseveno Tenk: Mr. Popplefot.
Popplefot: How goes the city?
Tenk: Good of you to keep the chidren employed. there were less bodies to collect this winter.
You are a paragon of social reform.
Popplefot: Yes, so I understand. Thank you sir. I must say, work has slowed a bit what with the festivals and other distractions.
Tenk: Ah yes.
Tenk looks to either side
Popplefot: Hopefully schedules will be better seen to very soon.
Tenk: I fear there is something going on at the opium den.
Popplefot: Such as?
Tenk: People say they are experiencing a collective dream of sorts there, like they are transported to a fantastical faire.
Popplefot: Pish-posh! Drug induced hallucinations!
Tenk: Yes, but to have so many have the same hallucination.
Popplefot: You should consider shutting it down, sir.
Tenk: It does give one pause to wonder … shutting it down?
Popplefot: The opium den.
Tenk: Perhaps if i could demonstrate that it is harmful to productivity?
Popplefot: Such vices not only make one suggestable, but less inclined to work.
Tenk: Otherwise, it does seem to keep a certain element occupied and out of sight.
Popplefot: Point, there. But at least the children, and those assigned us by your office can be prohibited. The rest? They produce nothing anyway, and better to have them off the streets I suppose.
Tenk: yes, they could be accident prone. They must be alert around all that machinery.
Popplefot: Perhap it could be moved out to the Fells, out of the city proper.
Popplefot: Have you spoken to Mr. Briggs of late, Mayor? I’ve not seen him about.
Tenk: mm, no.
Tenk: He is very… undemanding.
Popplefot strokes his chin.
Popplefot: Interesting …
Tenk: I was just on my way to get a lm to the mill.
Popplefot: Ah, do not let me keep you sir. Good day to you.
Shutting the Opium Den down ??? Next they’ll want to close all the bars! Sheesh!
Dang. A “fantastical faire” you say? Commonly visited in dreams? Professor Valeska and I have an associate, a … well, advisor to the Tesla Society, who specializes in such things. Are there any more details on these shared dreams?