There is this habitation called Omelas in which things are pretty swell for everybody except one kid who is kept in lousy conditions; by unspecified mechanism this is necessary for things to be pretty swell for everybody else in Omelas. Residents are told about the kid when they are old enough. Some of them do not approve of the arrangement and emigrate.
There is this city called Acre where things are pretty swell except for this one guy who has a lousy job; by a well-specified mechanism, his job makes him an accessary to murders which preserve the swell conditions. He understands all this and accepts the overwhelmingly valid moral considerations, but still feels guilty—in any human paradise, there will be a flaw.
“Omelas” contrasts the happiness of the citizens with the misery of the child. I couldn’t tell from your story that the tradesman felt unusually miserable, nor that the other people of his city felt unusually happy. Nor do I know how this affects your reply to LeGuin, since I can’t detect the reply.
I thought it was pretty clear in the story. It’s not easy coming up with analogues to crypto, and there’s probably holes in my lock scheme, but good enough for a story.
Okay, and I imagine this would incentivize assassins, but how is this helping society be pretty swell for most people, and what is the one guy’s job exactly? (Can you not bet on the deaths of arbitrary people, only people it is bad to have around? Is the one guy supposed to determine who it’s bad to have around or something and only allow bets on those folks? How does he determine that, if so?)
but how is this helping society be pretty swell for most people, and what is the one guy’s job exactly?
Incentive to cooperate? A reduction in the necessity of war, which is by nature an inefficient use of resources? From the story:
The wise men of that city had devised the practice when it became apparent to them that the endless clashes of armies on battlefields led to no lasting conclusion, nor did they extirpate the roots of the conflicts. Rather, they merely wasted the blood and treasure of the people. It was clear to them that those rulers led their people into death and iniquity, while remaining untouched themselves, lounging in comfort and luxury amidst the most crushing defeat.
It was better that a few die before their time than the many. It was better that a little wealth go to the evil than much; better that conflicts be ended dishonorably once and for all, than fought honorably time and again; and better that peace be ill-bought than bought honestly at too high a price to be borne. So they thought.
Moving on.
(Can you not bet on the deaths of arbitrary people, only people it is bad to have around?
Nope, “badness” is determined by the market.
Is the one guy supposed to determine who it’s bad to have around or something and only allow bets on those folks? How does he determine that, if so?)
The “merchant of death” diffuses the legal culpability associated with betting on the assassination market. The tension in the narrative comes from him feeling ever so slightly morally culpable for the assassinations, even though he only “causes” them indirectly. Again from the story:
Through judicious use of an intermediary (the merchant of death), the predictor could make his prediction, pay the fee, and collect the reward while remaining unknown to all save one.
So, I have some questions: how could you actually make money from this? It seems like the idea is that people place bets on the date that they’re planning to assassinate the target themselves. So… where’s the rest of the money come from, previous failed attempts? I’m not sure that “A whole bunch of guys tried to assassinate the president and got horribly slaughtered for their trouble. That means killing him’d make me rich! Where’s my knife?” is a realistic train of thought.
The gamblers collect their winnings; the merchant of death charges a fee, presumably to compensate for the hypothetical legal liability and moral hazard. See the last quote from the story in grandparent.
It seems like the idea is that people place bets on the date that they’re planning to assassinate the target themselves. So… where’s the rest of the money come from, previous failed attempts?
Or they want someone else to become more motivated to assassinate the target.
I’m not sure that “A whole bunch of guys tried to assassinate the president and got horribly slaughtered for their trouble. That means killing him’d make me rich! Where’s my knife?” is a realistic train of thought.
It’s not, because that’s not how the information on how much a certain death is worth propagates. The assassination market needs to be at least semi-publicly observable—in the story’s case, the weight of the money in the named cylinder pulls it down, showing how much money is in the cylinder. If someone wanted a high-risk target, they’d have to offer more money to encourage the market to supply the service.
The assassination market needs to be at least semi-publicly observable—in the story’s case, the weight of the money in the named cylinder pulls it down, showing how much money is in the cylinder.
Ahh, that was the bit I missed. Okay, that makes sense now.
Edit: Upon rereading, I think this could perhaps be a bit clearer.
To one side of him were suspended cylinders. And each hung at a different height, held by oiled cords leading away into the depths. And upon each cylinder was inscribed a name. The merchant looked at one marked ‘Sammael’. A man he had never met, and never would.
Cylinders hung suspended, okay. Held by cords leading into the “depths”—what?
Into one of the holes by that particular cylinder, he dropped several heavy gold coins. Some time after their clinkings ceased to echo, the cylinder hoisted ever so slightly. Into the other hole he dropped a pouch containing: a parchment note listing a particular date, a fat coin in fee, and a stout lock.
Holes by that cylinder- presumably in the wall or floor? The money goes into the locked treasure room, not the cylinder. And it causes (somehow) the cylinder to rise, not fall.
Holes by that cylinder- presumably in the wall or floor? The money goes into the locked treasure room, not the cylinder. And it causes (somehow) the cylinder to rise, not fall.
The idea is that the room in the dungeons has two compartments which the two holes lead to: one contains the locks and predictions, and only the ‘winning’ lock is used when the person is assassinated (my offline analogue to crypto signatures), but the other just holds the money/rewards, and is actually a big cup or something held up by the cord which goes up to the ceiling, around a pulley, and then down to the cylinder. Hence, the more weight (money) inside the cup, the higher the cylinder is hoisted.
I guess ropes and pulleys are no longer so common these days as to make the setup clear and not requiring further explanation?
(This is one of the vulnerabilities as described—what’s to stop someone from dumping in some lead? As I said, real-world equivalents to crypto are hard. Probably this could be solved by bringing in another human weak point—eg. specifying that only the merchants are allowed to put money in.)
The described pulley setup will simply accelerate until it reaches one limit or the other depending on the balance of weights. In order to have the position vary with the load, you need a position-varying force, such as
A spring.
A rotating off-center mass, as in a balance scale. (This is nonlinear for large angles.)
An asymmetric pulley, i.e. a cam (in the shape of an Archimedean spiral).
A tall object (of constant cross-section) entering a pool of water.
There is this habitation called Omelas in which things are pretty swell for everybody except one kid who is kept in lousy conditions; by unspecified mechanism this is necessary for things to be pretty swell for everybody else in Omelas. Residents are told about the kid when they are old enough. Some of them do not approve of the arrangement and emigrate.
Something of this form about your story will do.
There is this city called Acre where things are pretty swell except for this one guy who has a lousy job; by a well-specified mechanism, his job makes him an accessary to murders which preserve the swell conditions. He understands all this and accepts the overwhelmingly valid moral considerations, but still feels guilty—in any human paradise, there will be a flaw.
“Omelas” contrasts the happiness of the citizens with the misery of the child. I couldn’t tell from your story that the tradesman felt unusually miserable, nor that the other people of his city felt unusually happy. Nor do I know how this affects your reply to LeGuin, since I can’t detect the reply.
Since the mechanism is well-specified, can you specify it?
I thought it was pretty clear in the story. It’s not easy coming up with analogues to crypto, and there’s probably holes in my lock scheme, but good enough for a story.
Please explain it anyway.
(It never goes well for me when I reply to this sort of thing with snark. So I edited away a couple of drafts of snark.)
It’s a prediction market where the predictions (that we care about, anyway) are all of the form “I bet X that Y will die on date Z.”
Okay, and I imagine this would incentivize assassins, but how is this helping society be pretty swell for most people, and what is the one guy’s job exactly? (Can you not bet on the deaths of arbitrary people, only people it is bad to have around? Is the one guy supposed to determine who it’s bad to have around or something and only allow bets on those folks? How does he determine that, if so?)
Everything you’d want to know about assassination markets.
Incentive to cooperate? A reduction in the necessity of war, which is by nature an inefficient use of resources? From the story:
Moving on.
Nope, “badness” is determined by the market.
The “merchant of death” diffuses the legal culpability associated with betting on the assassination market. The tension in the narrative comes from him feeling ever so slightly morally culpable for the assassinations, even though he only “causes” them indirectly. Again from the story:
I think I get it. I have worldbuilding disagreements with this but am no longer bewildered. Thank you!
So, I have some questions: how could you actually make money from this? It seems like the idea is that people place bets on the date that they’re planning to assassinate the target themselves. So… where’s the rest of the money come from, previous failed attempts? I’m not sure that “A whole bunch of guys tried to assassinate the president and got horribly slaughtered for their trouble. That means killing him’d make me rich! Where’s my knife?” is a realistic train of thought.
The gamblers collect their winnings; the merchant of death charges a fee, presumably to compensate for the hypothetical legal liability and moral hazard. See the last quote from the story in grandparent.
Or they want someone else to become more motivated to assassinate the target.
It’s not, because that’s not how the information on how much a certain death is worth propagates. The assassination market needs to be at least semi-publicly observable—in the story’s case, the weight of the money in the named cylinder pulls it down, showing how much money is in the cylinder. If someone wanted a high-risk target, they’d have to offer more money to encourage the market to supply the service.
Ahh, that was the bit I missed. Okay, that makes sense now.
Edit: Upon rereading, I think this could perhaps be a bit clearer.
Cylinders hung suspended, okay. Held by cords leading into the “depths”—what?
Holes by that cylinder- presumably in the wall or floor? The money goes into the locked treasure room, not the cylinder. And it causes (somehow) the cylinder to rise, not fall.
The idea is that the room in the dungeons has two compartments which the two holes lead to: one contains the locks and predictions, and only the ‘winning’ lock is used when the person is assassinated (my offline analogue to crypto signatures), but the other just holds the money/rewards, and is actually a big cup or something held up by the cord which goes up to the ceiling, around a pulley, and then down to the cylinder. Hence, the more weight (money) inside the cup, the higher the cylinder is hoisted.
I guess ropes and pulleys are no longer so common these days as to make the setup clear and not requiring further explanation?
(This is one of the vulnerabilities as described—what’s to stop someone from dumping in some lead? As I said, real-world equivalents to crypto are hard. Probably this could be solved by bringing in another human weak point—eg. specifying that only the merchants are allowed to put money in.)
The described pulley setup will simply accelerate until it reaches one limit or the other depending on the balance of weights. In order to have the position vary with the load, you need a position-varying force, such as
A spring.
A rotating off-center mass, as in a balance scale. (This is nonlinear for large angles.)
An asymmetric pulley, i.e. a cam (in the shape of an Archimedean spiral).
A tall object (of constant cross-section) entering a pool of water.