By Alan Scherstuhl, October 15, 2024
A little more than halfway through The Dispossessed, Ursula K. Le Guin’s inexhaustibly rich and wise science-fiction novel about a physicist caught between societies, the protagonist, Shevek, born and raised in an anarchist’s collective, gets drunk (for the first time) at a fancy soiree in a capitalist society on a planet not his own. There this brilliant but bewildered scientist gets cornered by a plutocrat with impertinent questions. What is the point of Shevek’s efforts to create a General Temporal Theory reconciling “aspects or processes of time”?
Shevek explains that time in our perceptions is like an arrow, moving in one direction only. In the cosmos and the atom, however, it moves in circles and cycles, the “infinite repetition” an “atemporal process.”
“But what’s the good of this sort of ‘understanding,’” the plutocrat asks, “if it doesn’t result in practical, technological applications?”
The tensions Le Guin explores here—between the theoretical and the applicable, the scientist and society—have not diminished in the 50 years since The Dispossessed swept the Hugo, Locus and Nebula awards. The science in this 1974 novel—now reissued with a celebratory, pained-about-the-present introduction by literary writer Karen Joy Fowler—is vague, a physics explored through metaphor. But Le Guin’s depiction of a scientist caught between opposing, utterly convincing worlds remains thrilling in its precision, at times even frightening.
