![]() ![]() Or check out what they do in "The Naming of Names": "And the rockets struck at the names like hammers, breaking away the marble into shale, shattering the crockery milestones that named the old towns, in the rubble of which great pylons were plunged with new names: IRON TOWN, STEEL TOWN, ALUMINUM CITY, ELECTRIC VILLAGE, CORN TOWN, GRAIN VILLA, DETROIT II, all the mechanical names and the metal names from Earth" (2). ![]() Rockets don't come off any better in "The Locusts," when they land on Mars and "set the bony meadows afire, turned rock to lava, turned wood to charcoal, transmitted water to steam, made sand and silica into green glass which lay like shattered mirrors reflecting the invasion, all about" (1). Some critics think Bradbury is anti-technology, and they might have a point: as the dad says in "The Million-Year Picnic," "the people got lost in a mechanical wilderness, like children making over pretty things, gadgets, helicopters, rockets emphasizing the wrong items, emphasizing machines instead of how to run the machines" (123). Rockets are all over this book, from the first story (when a rocket changes the weather), to the last (when a rocket is used to change history). ![]()
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