Veronica Hollinger
      Stories about the Future:  From Patterns of Expectation to Pattern Recognition
      The  story goes like this: many of us who live in technoculture have come to  experience the present as a kind of future at which we’ve inadvertently  arrived, one of the many futures imagined by science fiction. We apprehend a version of the future in the  features of the contemporary science-fictional moment. William Gibson’s Pattern  Recognition (2003) is a realistic novel set in 2002. It is also an sf novel  set in the endless endtimes of the future-present. It brilliantly conveys the  phenomenology of a present infused with futurity, no longer like itself, no  longer like the present.1 Gibson’s protagonist Cayce is overcome by  a sense of “invasive weirdness” (226). There is not much distance anymore  between the facticity of realism and the subjunctivity of science fiction.2
      This is not news; this is the  way we live now. This is the story that Gibson tells in Pattern Recognition,  about (the impossibility of) the future. And, for all the complex originality  of his treatment, it is not a coincidence that variations on this story have  appeared in recent novels by Margaret Atwood and Greg Egan, writers as  different from each other as they are from Gibson. As N. Katherine Hayles has  argued, “visions of the future, especially in technologically advanced eras,  can dramatically affect present developments” (131). Each of these novels is,  in its own way, a story about the problematic impact of the future—the future  in/as technoculture—on the present.
      Atwood’s Oryx and Crake (2003), a satire about the catastrophic potential of increasingly commodified  technoscience, is a text from the literary slipstream, written by an author  whose prose works are more often associated with the realist novel than with  genre fiction. It is a telling demonstration of how non-genre writers turn to  science fiction as a way to characterize the lived experience of technoculture.  Egan’s Schild’s Ladder (2001) is equally apocalyptic in its vision of  the future: situated at the center of genre, it captures the fascination with  which some contemporary hard sf views the potential of technoscience to  transform human history in radically unforeseeable ways. Egan’s future has all  the allure of unimaginable difference, but its promises are not, finally, for  “us.” In contrast to both Atwood and Egan, in his latest novel Gibson trades in  the tropes of sf for the strategies of mimetic realism. Pattern Recognition is a story about how we find ourselves already on the other side of radical  difference, even as the future seems ever more out of reach. In fact, we might  consider it a story about exactly the kind of world that tells itself stories  such as Oryx and Crake and Schild’s Ladder. In the discussion  that follows, I want to read these three novels as a series of significantly  interrelated responses to the  increasingly complex nature of the future in technoculture.      
      Future-present
      
        In the postmodern time zone, it is never now.... The  role of science fiction in a culture that represents itself as futuristic is  complex and not a little ironic.—Istvan Csicsery-Ronay, Jr., “Futuristic Flu”  (30-31) 
      
      It  is also not news that “science fiction” has come to refer in the past few  decades not only to a popular narrative genre, but also to a kind of popular  cultural discourse, a way of thinking about a sociopolitical present defined by  radical and incessant technological transformation. As Jonathan Benison  suggests, “it might be argued that [one] reason for the special contemporary  relevance of SF is that our present has in actuality come increasingly to make  sense less as a continuation of the past than as an anticipation of the future,  which it pre-empts or incorporates before it can ever arrive” (158, n.3). The  present represents itself as science fiction, as already the future, and  necessarily this is having an impact on sf’s generic fortunes.3 
      The  following list of “recent scientific and technological breakthroughs,” as  compiled by Steven Best and Douglas Kellner, provides a compelling description  of the science-fictionalized present: 
      
        There has been  intense speculation and research concerning black holes, worm holes, parallel  universes, ten-dimensional reality, time travel, teleportation, antigravity  devices, the possibility of life on other planets, cryogenics, and immortality.  Moon and Mars landings, genetic and tissue engineering, cloning,  xenotransplantation, artificial birth technologies, animal head transplants,  bionics, robotics, and eugenics now exist. At the same time, weighty questions  are being raised about how many “realities” and “universes” might  simultaneously exist, whether or not nature is “law-like” in its fundamental  dynamics, and just how exact scientific knowledge can be. (103) 
      
      As Best and Kellner demonstrate, the  sheer extravagance of contemporary technoscience leads to the implosion of  science fiction and science fact—only the future is rich enough to provide us  with the image bank through which to interpret the present. But what does it  mean to name the present after a narrative genre devoted to the imaginative  creation of future worlds? And what about the genre in question? Science  fiction is “the literature of change,” but change is exactly what now defines  the present. It no longer guarantees the future as the site of meaningful  difference.4
      A  very popular early version of this drama of increasingly intrusive  technoscientific futurity was outlined in Alvin Toffler’s Future  Shock (1971), which warned of “the pathology that pervades the air” and  attributed it “to the uncontrollable, non-selective nature of our lunge into  the future” (366). By the mid-1980s, influential and by-now-familiar  theoretical models of postmodernity developed by Jean Baudrillard and Fredric  Jameson intersected with Toffler’s critique of the blind instrumentalism of  technoscience. For Baudrillard and Jameson, postmodernity is, at least in part,  also a kind of crisis-of-the-future, and one which, as each notes, poses a  radical challenge to commonsense understandings of sf as “the literature of the  future.”5 
      Baudrillard wrote with  enthusiastic dread about the fascinations of the hyperreal, the realm of  third-order simulacra that increasingly overlays the “lost utopia” of the real  and, by implication, works implosively to block any possibility of meaningful  transformation. This, as he noted as early as 1981, cannot fail to mark sf: “In  the potentially limitless universe of the production era, SF adds by multiplying the world’s own possibilities”  (“Simulacra and Science Fiction” 310). In the face of the absolute triumph of  the hyperreal, however, Baudrillard rather cheerfully concluded that “the ‘good  old’ SF imagination is dead, and ... something else is beginning to emerge”  (309). In 1985, Baudrillard announced that “The Year 2000 Has Already  Happened,” marking the penetration of the future into the present at the same  time as he predicted the anti-climactic nature of the millennial event. On this  side of the (non)divide that was the year 2000, the fascinations of  Baudrillardian hyperreality seem ever more in evidence. We remain imaginatively  trapped in what he described as “a period of implosion, after centuries of  explosion and expansion. When a system reaches its limits, its own saturation  point, a reversal begins to take place. And something happens also to the  imagination” (“Simulacra and Science Fiction” 310).
      Jameson also announced the loss  of “the future,” but the starting point for his analysis was a perceived  rupture in our connections to “the past.” In the early 1980s, Jameson gloomily  described a cultural paradigm shift responding to a new social moment. This  moment can in part be defined by
      
        the disappearance of a sense of history, the way in  which our entire contemporary social system has little by little begun to lose  its capacity to retain its own past, has begun to live in a perpetual  present and in a perpetual change that obliterates traditions of the kind  which all earlier social formations have had in one way or another to preserve.  (“Postmodernism and Consumer Culture” 125; my emphasis)6 
      
      For Jameson, the loss of a sense  of historical continuity and the entrapment in a “now” defined by incessant  change has resulted in an inevitable weakening of both the political and the  creative energy necessary to sustain a sense of (utopian) possibility. The  “vocation” of science fiction has become “to dramatize our incapacity to  imagine the future” (“Progress Versus Utopia” 153)—that is, to demonstrate in  stories our inability to imagine something qualitatively different. This  “incapacity” (an idea to which I will return below) infuses the devastatingly  anti-climactic statement that, more than twenty years ago now, more or less  concluded Neuromancer (1984), that cyberpunk limit-text: in spite of the  coming to consciousness of a hugely powerful artificial intelligence at the end  of Gibson’s first novel, “Things aren’t different. Things are things” (270). It  is easy to see the potential for political enervation suggested in these  descriptions of science fiction’s current relations with futurity, especially  in Baudrillard’s, but also, ironically, in Jameson’s.7 
      Istvan Csicsery-Ronay, Jr.  satirically diagnoses this sense of invasion by technoscientific futurity as  “futuristic flu,” a condition “in which a time further in the future than the  one in which we exist and choose infects the host present, reproducing itself  in simulacra, until it destroys all the original chronocytes of the host  imagination” (“Futuristic Flu” 26).8 The result is an increasingly  acute sense that the shape of things to come has already been determined,  undermining in the process the “morale and freedom necessary to create an open,  ‘conditional future’” (33). 
      Geoff Ryman’s recent Air (or  Have Not Have) (2004)—another important example of sf’s post-millennial  obsession with the technocultural future-present—provides a useful contrast to  the three novels that are my main focus here, because it dramatizes a kind of  homeopathic cure for the futuristic flu. In Ryman’s novel, an implacable communications system—“Air”—looms  over the entire globe and readers follow the story of its radical penetration  into the lives of the members of an isolated peasant village in the mountains  of what might—or might not—be Turkey or China. It is “the last village in the  world to go online” (1), as we are told in the novel’s opening sentence. Air is the story of this community’s struggle both to adapt to the implacable  future that has infected its “host present” and, to whatever degree possible,  to shape that future to its own ends. In Ryman’s utopian-inflected fiction,  human beings manage to achieve a series of more or less mutually constitutive  engagements with the future, although not without significant physical,  psychological, and emotional costs. The sign of their recovery from the  futuristic flu is their re(dis)covery of a sense of an open-ended future in all  its contingency and indeterminacy. Air’s last words are: “all of  them ... turned and walked together into the future” (390).9 
      The resolution in Air is the  dramatic reinstatement of the future: however difficult and demanding and inescapable the time to come may be, it is also the site of potentially positive  transformation, and one might meet it with some deliberation and some degree of  freedom. In contrast, the novels by Atwood, Egan, and Gibson treat the future  as a kind of impossibility. Atwood’s novel is a retro-disaster novel about  out-of-control bioengineering and ecological collapse. Egan’s radical hard sf  offers the paradoxical extrapolation of a future inherently inaccessible to  extrapolation. In Pattern Recognition, sf and mainstream realism have  become indistinguishable strategies for mimetically representing the ceaseless  transformations of the future-present.       
      2.  Retro-techno-scientific romance
      
        If posterity reads [this futuristic stuff] at all it  will probably be to marvel at our want of knowledge, imagination and hope. And  no doubt our posterity too will write their own futuristic stories and no doubt  they too will be just as transitory as ours.—H.G. Wells, “Fiction about the  Future” (246-47)
      
      Oryx and Crake is a story  that warns us about how a conceptual loss of the future can lead to its literal  destruction in the (almost complete) extinction of the human race. In this  sense, Oryx and Crake offers readers an old-fashioned dystopian warning  about the potentially catastrophic effects of unbridled biogenetic engineering  and unstoppable environmental collapse. It plays out an Orwellian “if this goes  on” scenario, satirically dramatizing a sociopolitical near-future of fearsome  stupidity and corruption—a very thinly disguised version of our own  present—that inevitably leads to apocalyptic disaster, to the literal erasure  of anything like a viable future.
      Appropriately, the narrative  structure moves constantly between the novel’s post-apocalyptic present and its  forever out-of-reach past; this structure very clearly highlights the broken  connections between past and present and between present and future. In a  statement that seems to be a thematic giveaway, one of the novel’s characters  anticipates how easily the trajectory of human history might be disrupted: 
      
        All it takes ... is the elimination of one generation.  One generation of anything. Beetles, trees, microbes, scientists, speakers of  French, whatever. Break the link in time between one generation and the next,  and it’s game over forever. (270)
      
      The novel’s action, such as it  is, unfolds in an unspecified location sometime in the near future. The human  world—and much of the natural world—has been destroyed by a combination of  rampant genetic experimentation and environmental degradation, culiminating in  the outbreak of a mysterious viral plague that kills almost everyone. Atwood’s  protagonist is Snowman; his name used to be Jimmy, but he has  renamed himself for this new and horrible world.10 In the novel’s  present, Jimmy/Snowman wanders through the post-apocalyptic wasteland, trying  to avoid both the poisonous sun and a variety of bio-engineered  hybrid-carnivores with unfortunate names like “pigoons” and “wolvogs.” Although  he spends most of his time foraging for food and water, he is slowly starving  to death. At the same time, he plays guardian and prophet to a new race of  artificially-created posthuman subjects. 
      Motifs of hybridity are woven  into the very texture of Atwood’s novel. Bio-engineered animals roam the future  world freely, posing a constant threat to Snowman; his memories of the lost  past, responsible for the horrors of this (future) present, are replete with  images of “unnatural” foods, insects, flowers, and animals. Given its Orwellian  undertones, it is not surprising that the novel is anything but celebratory in  its constructions of hybridity (in contrast to many recent discourses of the  postmodern). Hybridity here represents the unnatural, the transgressive, the  grotesque and monstrous results of technoscientific stupidity and greed. It is  the hybridity of the gene-splice, of the transgressions of an absolutely  commodified technoscience, of the ultimate collapse of nature into culture.  After Crake, Jimmy’s boyhood friend, has introduced Jimmy to some of the wonder  products of the new genetic sciences—such as “ChickieNobs,” a particularly  revolting fast-food product—“Why is it [Jimmy] feels some line has been  crossed, some boundary transgressed? How much is too much, how far is too far?”  (250). Oryx and Crake strongly dramatizes our collective anxiety that we  are—even now—engaged in a process of irrecuperable violation.
      Much of the action in the novel  takes place in memory, through a series of flashbacks to Snowman’s lost life as  Jimmy. In these memories Atwood also outlines the shape of her near-future  dystopia. Jimmy has grown up in a society of corporate control and grotesque  simulacra. This future casts its marginalized masses out to the “pleeblands,”  spies on its workers, and executes those who betray its corporate/ideological  investments. And, like other repressive systems, the enforcement of  increasingly totalitarian power in this future attracts its own opposition, in  the form of ever-more-radical acts of bio-terrorism. This is the background for  Jimmy’s recollections of his troubled family life, his friendship with the  mysterious and brilliant Crake (who, in a supreme act of bio-terrorism, will  release the plague virus that destroys most of humanity), and his obsession  with the mysterious and exotic sex-worker Oryx, whom he may first have seen on  a child-porn website when he was a boy.11
      Through Jimmy’s memories Atwood  dramatizes how weak the ties between present and past have become: he and  others of his generation know little and care less about the old world that is  rapidly disappearing under the detritus of lowest-common-denominator popular  culture and the radical commodification of everything, not least the creative arts,  but most especially the products of unthinking genetic experimentation.12  He recalls how he mocked his parents’ nostalgia for a world that was cleaner  and freer than the one they now inhabit: “Everyone’s parents moaned on about  ... Remember when you could drive anywhere? Remember hamburger chains,  always real beef, remember hot dog stands? Remember before New York was New New York? ... Boohoo” (75; emphasis in original). Jimmy’s memories of this  period are redolent with the imagery of extinction (underlined by recurring  references to “Extinctathon,” one of the Internet games that he and Crake play  as boys)—and the final extinction is our own: “Kingdom, Phylum, Class, Order,  Family, Genus, Species. How many legs does it have? Homo sapiens sapiens,  joining the polar bear, the beluga whale, the onager, the burrowing owl, the  long, long list” (409).
      While Oryx and Crake borrows freely from Orwellian-style dystopian fiction, it even more obviously  plays off Wellsian scientific romances, especially The Time Machine (1895) and, to a lesser extent, The Island of Doctor Moreau (1896).13  If Jimmy is the Time Traveller, cut off from his “present” and precipitated  into a horrific future, then Crake is an updated Moreau who has traded in the  tools of vivisection for those of a much more precise bio-engineering. Like The  Time Machine, Oryx and Crake is a story about evolution, but this is  no longer the “natural” evolutionary process that so fascinated Wells’s  late-nineteenth-century imagination. Rather, it is a new and “unnatural”  evolutionary process set in motion by our human “tampering” in  biotechnology—this has sometimes been referred to as “participatory evolution”  by writers more optimistic than Atwood about our abilities to guide such a  process.14 Atwood’s new world on the other side of technoscientific  disaster, product of culture’s ultimate reconstruction of nature, has  all-too-quickly arrived at the same “end of history” as Wells gives us in The  Time Machine. Human civilization/human society is no more and the new earth  is becoming populated by bio-engineered plants and animals that are in the  process of wiping out natural species. It will also, perhaps, be repopulated by  Atwood’s version of Wells’s future posthumans. 
      Atwood’s posthumans are the  “Crakers” or “Children of Crake,” bio-engineered by Crake, Jimmy’s best friend  and the novel’s very own mad scientist. They are all of them very beautiful,  they are vegetarian, they are peaceful and non-territorial; but Crake has  “edited out” (374) many “undesirable” human traits, so that the Crakers lack  self-consciousness, humor, and irony as well as jealousy, aggression, and  territoriality. Like Wells’s Time Traveller, Jimmy/Snowman, survivor from the  now-destroyed world of technology and commodities, is an anachronism among  them: “I’m your past,” he thinks to himself. “I’m your ancestor, come from the  land of the dead.... I can’t get back. I’m stranded here” (129). On the other  side of historical disaster, the Crakers personify the end of history with a  vengeance. They live in a frozen and unchanging present moment, with no memory  of a past and no anticipation of a future—“they don’t count the days” (434). In  any event, there is no longer anything like a future to anticipate. 
      Like Wells’s Time Traveller,  Jimmy/Snowman looks to the stars for comfort, but, unlike the Traveller, he  finds no comfort in the vast wheel of the universe: “he lies on his back ...  gazing up at the stars through the gently moving leaves. They seem close, the  stars, but they’re far away. Their light is millions, billions of years out of  date” (133).15
      3.  Post-singularity  
      
        [I]t might be the end of all histories that concern  us.—Damien Broderick, “Terrible Angels: Science Fiction and the Singularity”  (194)
      
      In contrast to Atwood’s exercise  in slipstream story-telling, Greg Egan’s Schild’s Ladder has been  singled out by the editors of The Cambridge Companion to Science Fiction as “an exemplar text” (Mendlesohn 2), representative in their terms of some of  the genre’s key features. For this reason, I find it particularly intriguing to  see how it displays its signs of future-trouble. Sf’s conventional  futures—constructions of the extrapolative imagination, whether promising or  threatening—are no longer so readily available even to writers situated squarely  within the genre. Egan is Australia’s most successful sf writer, a leading  figure in the contemporary renewal of hard sf—sometimes referred to as “radical  hard sf” to distinguish it from the work of earlier writers such as Isaac  Asimov and Arthur C. Clarke.16 When we consider that the action in  Egan’s novel is set 20,000 years into the future, it seems almost  counterintuitive to consider that it too has a problem with the future, and yet  it does. 
      Like Oryx and Crake, Schild’s  Ladder tells an apocalyptic story. The plot follows the efforts of Egan’s  characters either to halt or to adapt to the “novo-vacuum,” a kind of “other”  universe that will inexorably erase and replace everything—planets, galaxies,  the whole of the known universe—if it is not stopped. Thus the surface plot of  Egan’s novel is a rather conventional adventure, albeit one with very high  stakes, about averting a potential universe-wide apocalypse. What makes this an  especially resonant plot, however, is the fact that Egan’s far future is always  already on the other side of an apocalyptic break with human history. 
      In the sheer scope of its  temporal and cosmological ambitions, Schild’s Ladder recalls Olaf  Stapledon’s magisterial Last and First Men (1930), a fictional history  of the evolutionary stages of humanity that culminates in an apocalyptic “end  of Man” nearly two billion years from now. As Stapledon’s title suggests, his  uniquely original “essay in myth creation” tells of the long, long future of  the human race. In a future history of radical divergence, it constructs a  sense of continuity between ourselves—“the first Men”—and all the transformed  generations that will have come after us. In stark contrast to Stapledon’s  novel, however, Schild’s Ladder forecloses the future to human beings:  Egan’s universe—vastly expanded from our own tiny corner of space—is populated  by a diverse array of posthuman characters who inhabit a multitude of natural  and artificial habitats, but human beings as human beings have been  extinct for nearly 19,000 years. In Schild’s Ladder, in other words, the  future is full of exquisite promise and power—but it is not for us who suffer  the limitations of embodiment and mortality. 
      The future in Schild’s Ladder lies on the other side of “the singularity.” Egan is one of a handful of  “post-singularity” writers—including, among others,  Charles Stross, Cory Doctorow, Iain M. Banks,  and Damien Broderick—whose fiction has responded to this currently influential  perspective on the future, especially in the terms popularized by mathematician  and sf writer Vernor Vinge. In effect, the Vingean singularity is a direct  response to the increasing pace of technoscientific development, especially in  the fields of artificial intelligence and nanotechnology. Vinge insists that “we  are on the edge of change comparable to the rise of human life on Earth”  (Address to the VISION-21 Symposium). He foresees a metamorphosis in the very  essence of the human world propelled by the creation of artificial  intelligence, however defined: “it seems plausible that in the near historical  future, we will cause superhuman intelligences to exist. Prediction beyond that  point is qualitatively different from futurisms of the past” (Vinge, qtd. in  Broderick, “Racing” 279). In Broderick’s words, the singularity “is a kind of  black hole in the future, created by runaway change and accelerating computer  power” (“Racing” 280). The major consequence for those of us living on this side of the singularity is that, since extrapolation has become radically unreliable,  the future has become radically unknowable. Vinge’s technological singularity  is a conceptual wall “blocking the future from us” (qtd. in Broderick, “Racing”  278).17
      Schild’s Ladder is a  wonderfully paradoxical undertaking, a highly imaginative attempt to construct  a far-future universe inhabited by posthuman subjects who clearly exist on the  other side of some radical techno-evolutionary “event” that separates our  history and theirs. Its posthuman intelligences look back on human beings as  their primitive ancestors. Some of Egan’s posthumans are “corporeals”—and some  are “acorporeals” who resemble nothing so much as self-conscious Baudrillardian  third-order simulacra. Even those who choose to live as “corporeals” are not  bound to a single body, but can download themselves into any number of cloned  bodies. Death is a “local” event occurring to a particular copy of a particular  individual, who always has the option to continue life in other bodies and as  other copies. Yann is an “ex-acorporeal” who is reduced to helpless laughter by  his first experience of embodied sexuality. As the neutral narrative voice  solemnly informs us, “Acorporeals taking on bodies often mapped them in unusual  ways.” His disgrunted partner suggests that “Next time you want an authentic  embodied experience, just simulate it” (123). This is the absolute implosion of  sign and referent, the disappearance of any meaningful distinction between  original and copy.18
      But “we” are not completely  absent from the cosmic scenario after all. In Schild’s Ladder the  pre-singularity world reappears in the characters of the “Anachronauts.” This  sorry remnant of humanity has survived through cryogenic suspension and has  been, quite literally, resurrected into the future. The Anachronauts limp from planet  to planet in their hugely outmoded spaceship, ostensibly to witness the future  unfolding—“to witness what humanity would become” (129)—although, as it turns  out, they are only seeking assurances that nothing has really changed.19 Specifically, they are looking for signs of “the eternal struggle between women  and men” (129)—signs, that is, that human “nature” is still human nature.  Egan’s posthumans, who have long since abandoned any notion of the “natural”  human body, take considerable pleasure in weaving outrageous stories to satisfy  the Anachronauts’ expectations: 
      
        [The Anachronauts had] been in cold storage for  millennia, and now they were finally beginning the stage of their voyage that  would justify the enormous sacrifices they’d made. Nobody could bring  themselves to break the news that the sole surviving remnant of human sexual  dimorphism was the retention, in some languages, of different inflections of  various parts of speech associated with different proper names—and that  expecting these grammatical fossils to be correlated with any aspect of a  person’s anatomy would be like assuming from similar rules for inanimate  objects that a cloud possessed a penis and a table contained a womb. (129)
      
      In the Anachronauts, we  recognize a humanity unable to understand or, indeed, even to perceive, certain  kinds of dissimilarities; in their obsessive search for the “truth” of sexual  difference, they are absolutely committed to the search for Sameness. Perhaps  they are a satirical nod to Egan’s readers, his way of inserting us into the  story. Not unlike Atwood’s Snowman, they are recognizable human beings wrenched  out of time present and propelled into the time future of the posthuman  universe. Appropriately, given the terms of Egan’s novel, their radical inabilty  to recognize difference leads to the only deliberate act of physical violence  in the novel, in this future that can look back on a “nineteen-thousand year  era in which no sentient being had died at the hands of another” (205). The  fact that they manage to destroy only themselves is also appropriate. If a  utopian future comes into existence on the other side of the singularity, it  does so because “we” no longer exist. To paraphrase Epicurus’s observation  about death, “Where I am, the future is not; where the future is, I am not.”
      4.  Science-fiction realism 
      
        Sf is no longer  about the future as such, because “we have no future” that we can do thought  experiments about, only futures, which bleed all over the page, soaking the  present.—John Clute, “The Case of the World, Two” (403)
      
      Pattern Recognition is/is  not science fiction in the same way that it is/is not a story about the future.  I read Gibson’s latest novel as a self-reflexive account, reconstructed as  mimetic realism, of a story he has written several times already as science  fiction. This story is about how we find ourselves permeated by futurity as a  kind of defining feature of the perpetual transition that is now. Pattern  Recognition is a fictionalized phenomenology—refined to a kind of urgent essence—of  the experience of subjectivity in the volatile and transient now of  global technoculture. In a recent article about how research into intelligent  machines necessarily impacts “how we understand what it means to be human”  (131), N. Katherine Hayles—recalling Vinge—notes how “science fiction writers,  traditionally the ones who prognosticate possible futures, are increasingly  setting their fictions in the present” (149, n.2). Not coincidentally, she  quotes a comment by Gibson that addresses this trend: “it was like the  windshield kept getting closer and closer. The event horizon was getting  closer.... I have this conviction that the present is actually inexpressibly  peculiar now, and that’s the only thing that’s worth dealing with” (Gibson,  qtd. in Hayles 149, n.2).20 
      The “typical” Gibson novel  introduces the possibility of profound change into its fictional  world—transformation implied in some radical technological event—and then  breaks off as if unable to envisage what comes next; the event horizon looms  too closely and smothers the futuristic imagination. At the end of Neuromancer,  his earliest novel, for example, it is the unprecedented  coming-to-consciousness of the cyberspatial “deus ex machina,” the Wintermute  AI. At the end of his latest sf novel, All Tomorrow’s Parties (1999),  inconceivable transformations are promised in the interactions of artificial  intelligence and nanotechnology. 
      The thoughtful yet ironic  engagement of All Tomorrow’s Parties with the trope of apocalypse is  perhaps the clearest demonstration of what I have in mind here. In All  Tomorrow’s Parties, the action culminates in an appropriately fiery  narrative climax with the near-destruction by fire of the Oakland Bay Bridge.  This “apocalypse” functions as a quite conventional climax to the novel’s  typically action-oriented plot. It is also a feint, however, a set-up feeding  conventional expectations of narrative resolution. The fiery climax to the  action serves to distract both characters and readers from more radical changes  taking place elsewhere: Rei Toei, the Idoru, that mysterious virtual superstar  introduced by Gibson in his 1996 novel of the same name, frees herself from her  dependence on technology and enters the world as an autonomous sentient entity;  and breakthroughs in nanotechnology promise unprecedented changes in the very  material of the physical world. What these events might mean to the continued  unfolding of human history remains unknown, however, since Gibson’s text  reaches its own conclusion at this point. 
      More so than his earlier novels, Pattern Recognition self-consciously considers this inevitable “failure”  of futuristic vision. The characters who inhabit its frenetic cityscapes know  that it has become impossible to imagine a future, that it is possible now only  to experience oneself as swept along in the ceaseless transformations of the  present. Similar to Oryx  and Crake, Pattern Recognition contains its own thematic giveaway, a  much-quoted passage spoken by Hubertus Bigend, the sinister businessman who represents  the new world order of global corporate culture:
      
        we have no idea,  now, of who or what the inhabitants of our future might be. In that sense, we  have no future. Not in the sense that our grandparents had a future, or thought  they did. Fully imagined cultural futures were the luxury of another day, one  in which “now” was of some greater duration. For us, of course, things can  change so abruptly, so violently, so profoundly, that futures like our  grandparents’ have insufficient “now” to stand on. (57)
      
      Bigend  concludes that “We have no future because our present is too volatile.... We  have only risk management. The spinning of a given moment’s scenarios. Pattern  recognition” (57). The challenge is now to undertake some kind of Jamesonian  cognitive mapping adequate to the volatility and fluidity of the present  moment; it has become impossible to project in any meaningful way into the  future from “a perpetual present” defined by “perpetual change” (to recall  Jameson’s words). In the “final” analysis, however, pattern recognition may be  indistinguishable from conspiracy theory. As one of the novel’s characters  notes, while pattern recognition is a particularly human trait, it is “a trap”  as well as “a gift” (22). In this world in which so many characters spend so  much of their time searching for clues and developing theories to explain  massively complex events, the text also informs us that, like at least some of  its characters, we readers may be suffering from “apophenia”—“the spontaneous  perception of connections and meaningfulness in unrelated things ... an  illusion of meaningfulness, faulty pattern recognition” (115). Cayce’s mother,  an extreme example, is a confirmed devotée of Electronic Voice Phenomena,  convinced that she can make out signals from her dead husband in the background  noise of audiotapes.21
      Consider  how different was the perspective on “futuristic fiction” presented by  influential sf historian I.F. Clarke in his resonantly titled study, The  Pattern of Expectation (1979). For Clarke, the futuristic imagination—that  is, the science fiction imagination—aims “to anticipate all the consequences of the perpetual flux by creating  patterns of expectation. There is no end to the modelling of future worlds”  (303).22 Clarke’s pleasure in the expansiveness of the futuristic  imagination is very appealing in its Golden Age romanticism. For Clarke,  futuristic fiction is an optimistic demonstration of how infinitely distant is  the event horizon of the technological imagination: “It is only by virtue of the  infinite liberty of the imagined future that a writer is able to range at will,  unconstrained and godlike in his capacity to create new worlds in his own  image” (9).
      Once  posit the singularity, however, and there is “no pattern of reasoned  expectation to be mapped.... Merely—opacity” (Broderick, “Terrible Angels”  184). I want to suggest that Pattern Recognition can be read as a kind  of post-singularity fiction of the present—the title of the chapter in which  Cayce recalls her experiences in New York on September 11, 2001 is  “Singularity.” Gibson’s singularity may be more symbolic, finally, than  material; nevertheless, it functions in much the same way as the technological  singularity, as an apocalyptic event that cuts us off from the historical past,  leaving us stranded in difference. And this is where Gibson’s treatment of  futurity in Pattern Recognition continues the complex pattern of his  writing since Neuromancer: that is, even as there is too little “now” to  stand on and “we have no future,” at the same time we find ourselves on the  other side of an event that has changed everything. From this perspective, time  present—postmodern time—is supplemental time, time-after-the-end-of-time; the  cautionary “post” in “postmodern” represents both our hesitation in letting go  of the past and our anxiety that we are, in fact, on the other side of  irrevocable change.
      Pattern Recognition is Gibson’s seventh  novel, and the first to be set, not in the near-future, but in the very recent  past.23 In a 2003 interview, Gibson noted its debt to science  fiction: 
      
        There’s something so obvious that it seems almost silly  to point it out ... but we’re living in a world that resembles nothing so much  as dozens and dozens of overlapping, really lurid science-fiction scenarios.  Any attempt at literary naturalism in 2003 will bring the author into direct  contact with material that 20 years ago would have been barely publishable as  science fiction.... (Poole)
      
      Pattern Recognition is  about Cayce Pollard, a “cool hunter,” “a dowser in the world of global  marketing” (2).24 Both Baudrillard and Jameson would recognize the  particular skills with which she negotiates a well-paid career at the edges of  corporate culture. Cayce’s talent is the ability to spot promising marketing  trends, potential consumer patterns, and she is currently employed by the Blue  Ant corporation. In a passage that suggests something of the wry and rich  texture of Gibson’s prose, Blue Ant is described as “relatively tiny in terms  of permanent staff, globally distributed, more post-geographic than  multinational ... a high-speed, low-drag life-form in an advertising ecology of  lumbering herbivores” (6). Its business practices accord with the understanding  that “Far more creativity, today, goes into the marketing of products than into  the products themselves” (67). 
      Like most of Gibson’s plots, the  complicated action in Pattern Recognition unwinds in thriller-mode:  Cayce battles various pernicious acts of corporate espionage at the same time  that she is hot on the trail of the creator of the mysterious “footage,” a  small collection of film fragments from an apparent work-in-progress that has  become fetishized by an entire (globally distributed) community of devotees.  The action takes place in the year following the terrorist attack on the World  Trade Center in New York City. Everything plays out against the backdrop of  this event described as “an experience outside of culture” (137), which  accounts for the pervasive tone of low-level post-apocalypticism that is so much  a part of the novel’s texture. 
       Burdened by the sense that 9/11  is a kind of culmination, a definitive break with the past, Cayce “feels like  crying, though for no particular reason. Just this invasive weirdness that  seems increasingly a part of her world, and she doesn’t know why” (226).25  Gibson develops the sense of “invasive weirdness” in Cayce’s world in part  through the constant movement of his characters and the increasingly fragmented  structure of his narrative. During the course of the action, Cayce, an American  whom we never see in the United States, travels to London, to Tokyo, back to  London, to Moscow, and to Paris. Everyone is on the move in this novel, and  jetlag is a way of life. The edginess and restlessness and sleeplessness of the narrative amount to a kind of formal  representation of the present as a condition of incessant and spatialized movement—fittingly,  all the action is narrated in the present tense; only the locations change  under the auspices of an increasingly accessible global geography. While  everything is happening now, everything is also always  happening elsewhere. This is the present within which is folded the  profound alterity of the future, the present not at one with itself, invaded by  the weirdness of the future. Gibson’s brilliance is his ability to dramatize,  through Cayce’s acute sensitivity to this world, the psychic experience of the  future-present in a way that thoroughly estranges it:
      
        Looking up now into  the manically animated forest of signs [in Tokyo], she sees the Coca-Cola logo  pulsing on a huge screen, high up on a building, followed by the slogan “NO  REASON!” This vanishes, replaced by a news clip, dark-skinned men in bright  robes. She blinks, imagining the towers burning there, framed amid image-flash  and whirl. (125)
      
      As  in Gibson’s fiction in general, notably including Neuromancer, it is the  texture rather than the plot of this particular fictional world that is so  fascinating. This is a world of hi-technologies and hi-tech commodities, and  all the science-fictional elements in it—the hi-speed travel and instant global  communications, the esoteric and labyrinthine practices of multinational  businesses, the virtual computer-mediated relationships through which much of  the action develops—are increasingly familiar features of the contemporary  landscape. In Jameson’s words, Gibson’s novel “carefully gropes its way”  through “the object-world of late commodification” (“Fear and Loathing” 384),  displaying it for the reader through Cayce Pollard’s expert gaze. 
      At  the heart of Cayce’s character, however, is a delicately fastidious refusal of  the inauthenticity of commodity culture, with which, of course, she is only too  familiar. A sartorial minimalist, she confines herself to such “genuine” items  as Fruit-of-the-Loom t-shirts and the “authentic” Japanese simulation of her  Buzz Rickson bomber jacket: “She is a design-free zone, a one-woman school of  anti whose very austerity periodically threatens to spawn its own cult” (8).  And this is by no means unrelated to Cayce’s fascination with the footage,  which suggests to her a dreamworld unmarked by period or politics. Typical  frames of the footage show a young couple against a variety of unidentifiable  but resonant backgrounds; these brief fragments may or may not be the work of a  single artist and they may or may not be going to amount to a single and  sustained narrative: “He might be a sailor, stepping onto a submarine in 1914,  or a jazz musician entering a club in 1957. There is a lack of evidence, an  absence of stylistic clues, that Cayce understands to be utterly masterful”  (23).
      Cayce  is embedded in the historical transitoriness of the now, a moment that  is virtually defined by the fact that it cannot remain itself. In contrast, the  couple in the footage exist in some other plane unmarked by history and are  situated by the text as the signifier of both authenticity and immediacy. Now has no present-ness because it is so volatile; the images of the footage,  because they are unmoored from the specificities of history and geography,  represent for Cayce and other “footage-heads” a kind of stillness pervaded by  presence. Jameson is absolutely right when he notes that, for Cayce, the “utter  lack of style” of the footage “is an ontological relief.... The footage is an  epoch of rest, an escape from the noisy commodities themselves” (“Fear and  Loathing” 391). It is not surprising that the “happy ending” in the novel  consists of Cayce’s—at last—falling peacefully asleep.
      Gibson’s fiction has always  evidenced a complex apocalyptic attitude. In spite of cyberpunk’s overt repudiation of apocalyptic tropes—“things are  things”—there is a sense in which most of the near-futures so lovingly  delineated by Gibson are in thrall to the impossibility of thinking beyond  them: thus the abrupt and open-ended (non)resolutions of novels from Neuromancer to All Tomorrow’s Parties, the former text unable to speak the “true  name” that might cause everything to change, the latter text affording readers  a final glimpse of a world in which breakthroughs in nanotechnology promise ...  what it is impossible for us on this side of the future to imagine.26  Gibson’s move from near-future sf in novels from Neuromancer to All  Tomorrow’s Parties to the present-tense “sf realism” of Pattern  Recognition seems inevitable—at least in the hindsight of pattern  recognition. The novel freezes in the face of the sheer impossiblity of  extrapolation, the sheer opacity of the future. “The event horizon was getting  closer”—so close, in fact, that extrapolation falls back upon itself and  Gibson’s sf continues its work in/on the volatility of now. 
      Over  two decades ago, in his 1981 short story, “The Gernsback Continuum,” Gibson  satirically depicted how easily “fully imagined cultural futures”—in this case  the jet-propelled future of the 1930s—become outdated.27 Here at the  beginning of the new millennium, Gibson’s fiction seems more than ever to  support Jameson’s claim that the role of science fiction is “to dramatize our  incapacity to imagine the future” (“Progress Versus Utopia” 153): the “temporal  structure” of sf is “not to give us ‘images’ of the future ... but rather to  defamiliarize and restructure our experience of our own present,  and to do so in specific ways distinct from all other forms of  defamiliarization” (151, emphasis in original). The rate of technological transformation  continues to increase incrementally and the fact of change becomes the defining  feature of the present. Science fiction’s founding assumption—that the future  will be different from the present—has become outdated. Today the present is  different from the present.
      5. Risk-management sf
      
        [N]ostalgia for the  future, at once deeply sincere and deeply ironic, is an essential part of our  post-millennial hangover.—Mark Dery, “Memories of the Future: Excavating the  Jet Age at the TWA Terminal” (295) 
      
      Of these three novels, Atwood’s  is most concerned to encourage something like conventional political action on  the part of its readers. One of her epigraphs, a passage from Jonathan Swift’s Gulliver’s  Travels, reads in part: “my principle design was to inform you, and not to  amuse you” (n.p.),  reminding readers of  the long tradition of politically-engaged satire with which Atwood aligns her  own text. Egan’s novel, in contrast, is absolutely up to the minute, an  extremely clever and very seductive story about post-Platonic subjects who have  achieved more or less complete control over material reality. This is an  expression of utopian techno-transcendence appropriate to the  science-fictionalized present, a post-singularity vision that renders the very  idea of the political irrelevant. And, in contrast again, Gibson’s Pattern  Recognition is an exercise in Jamesonian cognitive mapping, an imaginative  description of how “we”—those of us embedded, body and psyche, in this moment  of “perpetual present” and “perpetual change”—might manage to negotiate the  moment, while maintaining something like a critical distance from it.
      Have things really changed in  our relationship to the future? Yes, at least to the extent that thinking makes  it so. In his recent cultural history of the genre, Roger Luckhurst describes  sf as “speculation on the diverse results of the conjuncture of technology and  subjectivity” (222), and Pattern Recognition performs a powerful  dramatization of some of the effects of this conjuncture in the new millennium.  At the same time it is worth keeping in mind that sf has always been troubled  in its relations with the future—the impossibility of keeping ahead of the  technoscientific curve has always marked the genre. As if he were preparing to  write “The Gernsback Continuum” in 1938, H.G. Wells astutely noted, early in  the last century, the particular futility of sf’s project as story: 
      
        Maybe no literature  is perfect and enduring, but there is something specially and incurably topical  about all these prophetic books; the more you go ahead, the more you seem to  get entangled with the burning questions of your own time. And all the while  events are overtaking you. (246) 
      
      NOTES 
        I am grateful to have had opportunities to present  earlier versions of this essay at the Commonwealth of Science Fiction  Conference held in Liverpool in August 2004, the Radical Philosophy Conference  held in London in March 2005, and the Academic Conference on Canadian Science  Fiction and Fantasy held in Toronto in June 2005.
      1.  Best to deal with the question of genre right away. Some readers, including  John Clute (“The Case of the World, Two”) and Fredric Jameson (“Fear and  Loathing in Globalization”) see in Pattern Recognition a kind of sf  writing appropriate to our particular historical moment. Jameson, for example,  opens his comments on the novel by asking, rhetorically, “Has the author of Neuromancer really ‘changed his style’? Has he even stopped writing Science Fiction, as  some old-fashioned critics have put it, thinking thereby to pay him a  compliment?” Jameson suggests, rather, that Gibson is still deploying “the  representational apparatus of Science Fiction, here refined and transistorized  in all kinds of new and productive ways” (384). On the other hand, Graham  Sleight flatly states that “Pattern Recognition is not an sf novel.  There’s no way that its content can locate it in the canon of the fantastic....  It’s simply a contemporary William Gibson novel in the same way that Concrete  Island was a contemporary J.G. Ballard novel” (8). Both of these  perspectives are perfectly reasonable.
      2.  Best also to at least raise the question of generational crisis. In 2001 Judith  Berman caused a stir in some corners of the sf community when she wrote  critically about the influence of sf’s aging baby-boomers. Examining a sample  of stories recently published in Asimov’s, she found them “increasingly  gripped by the iron hand of the past.” For Berman, many recent sf stories “are  full of nostalgia, regret, fear of aging and death, fear of the future in  general, and the experience of change as disorienting and bad.... [T]hey are  presented within a frame of nostalgia for the Golden Age past of sf” (6).  Berman’s arguments are not irrelevant to this present discussion, but I hope to  demonstrate that there is more to the novels that interest me here than simply  the middle-aged exhaustion of their authors, none of whom are much prone to  nostalgia, especially of the Golden Age variety. Interested readers will find  Berman’s article posted at <http://www.judithberman.net/sffuture.html>.
      3.  Csicsery-Ronay’s “The SF of Theory” develops a lucid account of this argument  (see, especially, 387-89).
      4.  James Gunn’s ongoing commentaries about sf are a good example of this  perspective on the genre. In 1975, for instance, he wrote that “Science fiction  readers are not susceptible to future shock; they were part of the space  generation long before anyone else. They don’t fear change; they welcome it.  They are impatient for the future to arrive” (37). It is safe to assume,  however, that Gunn had meaningful change in mind, rather than the kind of  incessant process-without-progress that is my focus here. 
      5. SFS’s recent special issue on “Technoculture and Science Fiction” (March  2006) introduces a range of alternative commentaries on culture and technology  by theorists such as Bruno Latour, Michel Serres, and Manuel Castells. Most  relevant to this present discussion is Castells’s concept of “timeless time,”  described by Robert Harding as “the temporal order of the Information Age”  (25). Harding briefly notes the affinities between Castells’s theoretical work  on contemporary spatial and temporal re-ordering and the cultural analysis  developed in Gibson’s latest fiction (26). (It is interesting to consider, by  the way, the chronological reversal implied in the title of Jameson’s recent  collection of essays on science fiction and utopian fiction, Archeologies of  the Future).
      6.  A comment by Frank Kermode in his very important 1966 study of apocalyptic  fiction, The Sense of an Ending, seems positively prescient when read  beside Baudrillard and Jameson: 
      
        Our own epoch is the  epoch of nothing positive, only of transition. Since we move from transition to  transition, we may suppose that we exist in no intelligible relation to the  past, and no predictable relation to the future. Already those who speak of a  clean break with the past, and a new start for the future, seem a little  old-fashioned. (101-102)        
      
      7.  Roger Luckhurst reminds us that Baudrillard’s response to announcements about  “the end of history” was to announce, with ironic logic, “the end of the End”:  “there is no end any longer ... there will be no end to anything, and all these  things will continue to unfold slowly, tediously, recurrently” (qtd. Luckhurst  231). Whether “the Year 2000” has already happened or whether it will never  arrive, it makes little difference in view of the collapse of transformative  possibilities. Things are things.
      8.  “Futuristic Flu” provides incisive commentaries on some of the important  critical models that have addressed this particular ailment, including those by  Jameson and J.G. Ballard.  
      9.  Also of interest in this context is Ryman’s short story, “Birth Days” (2003),  one of whose characters is a “future therapist”: “they sent her in to help  people change and keep up and not be frightened of science” (10).
      10.  “Protagonist,” however, is hardly suitable to describe Atwood’s eternally  adolescent, ethically challenged, and quite unsympathetic central character. 
      11.  It can be argued that Jimmy/Snowman is the only “real” character in this  almost-allegorical novel; even more so than most of the other characters who  appear and disappear in his memory, Crake and Oryx remain forever opaque to him  and, whether or not as a direct consequence of this, to readers as well.
      12.  There are parallels here to Atwood’s earlier The Handmaid’s Tale (1984),  which also warns of the costs of forgetting one’s political history, in this  case, the political struggles of second-wave feminists.
      13. In reading echoes of Wells and Orwell in Oryx  and Crake, I am agreeing with Atwood’s own descriptions of her influences.  Since its publication, she has missed few opportunities to distance her writing  from genre sf, preferring to identify her work with the tradition of British  scientific romance. See, for example, her article in the 2004 PMLA special  issue on science fiction. These echoes of Wells and Orwell—not to mention a  certain resemblance to mid-twentieth-century apocalyptic fictions such as Nevil  Shute’s On the Beach (1957)—may be responsible in part for Clute’s  dismissive review, in particular his acerbic observation that it “may be the  kind of SF contemporary writers stopped committing to print after 1970 or so”  (“Croaked”). In contrast, Gary K. Wolfe concludes that “Atwood’s language is  often razor-sharp, her powers of observation relentless, her narrative  consistently engaging” (17).
      14. See, for example, the discussion in Chris Hables  Gray’s Cyborg Citizen (9-12). Gray attributes the phrase “participatory  evolution”—referring to the artificial process through which human beings are  currently contributing to our own bio-genetic and technological  transformations—to Manfred Clynes and Nathan Kline, the scientists who in 1960  coined the term “cyborg.” For Gray, this process of “participatory evolution”  is “a fundamentally new development in the history of the human” (3).
      15. Snowman’s discovery of three more human survivors  just as the novel is ending rather dimly recalls the structural elegance of the  “Historical Notes” appended by Atwood to The Handmaid’s Tale; perhaps,  like the “Notes,” Snowman’s discovery is meant to reframe his story, to change  radically our understanding of his situation as we thought we knew it. If Atwood  means to suggest a more open-ended possibility for human action than previously  seemed available, however, the suggestion is rather too little too late. It may  be, of course, that Atwood is simply teasing our readerly desire to find out  what happens next—even after the end of the world, even after the end of the  story. 
      16. “Radical hard sf” is a good example of how sf in  the 1990s returned to and reworked earlier subgenres, also producing the New  Space Opera and the New Weird. Luckhurst sees this, in part, as an expression  of fin-de-siècle apocalypticism: “Perhaps, inevitably, in the shadow of the  millennium, 1990s SF revived scenes from the genre’s history of apocalypticism  from the 1890s on” (221). One of my aims in this present discussion is to suggest  some of the ways in which—and some of the reasons for which—post-millennial sf  continues to deploy the tropes of apocalypse.
      17. In his original article on the singularity, Vinge  argues for its influence on recent sf’s marked propensity for near-future  scenarios: “Through the ’60s and ’70s and ’80s, recognition of the cataclysm  spread.... Perhaps it was the science-fiction writers who felt the first  concrete impact. After all, the ‘hard’ science-fiction writers are the ones who  try to write specific stories about all that technology may do for us. More and  more, these writers felt an opaque wall across the future” (Vinge). The impact  of the singularity is by no means confined to fiction; see, for instance, the  website of the Singularity Institute for Artificial Intelligence at  <http://www.singinst.org/>.
      18. Egan is probably the most successful writer ever  to tackle the creation of posthuman virtual subjects in his fiction; his recent  novels—from Permutation City (1994) through Diaspora (1997) to Schild’s  Ladder—constitute a brilliantly imaginative trajectory from relatively  simple to increasingly complex versions of virtual subjects and their  environments. See the discussions about his fiction by Daniels and Farnell.
      19. This recalls Stanislaw Lem’s Solaris (1961), that hugely ironic novel about (the impossibility of) contact. As one  of the characters insists in a much-quoted passage, the entire enterprise of  seeking the alien/Other is wrong-headed: “We think of ourselves as the Knights  of the Holy Contact. This is another lie. We are only seeking Man. We have no  need of other worlds. We need mirrors” (81). If Lem’s novel tells of the tragic  failure to know the truly Other from the point of view of a chastened high  modernism, then we might consider that Egan’s novel tells the same story of  modernism’s failure, but from the more satirical perspective of a postmodern  posthumanism. Tragedy is rewritten as irony.                
      20. A selection of recent sf novels about “the  windshield ... getting closer and closer” might include Octavia Butler’s  near-future apocalyptic novel, Parable of the Sower (1992); Jack  Womack’s novel of a hyper-violent and economically-devastated New York, Random  Acts of Senseless Violence (1992); even more so, Womack’s Elvissey (1993), in which the yearning for salvation is balanced by a desire for the end  of futurity and the death of the subject; Bruce Sterling’s finger-on-the-pulse  political satire, Distraction (1998); Robert Charles Wilson’s Chronoliths (2001), about the mysterious appearance of monuments from the future whose  messages inevitably begin to shape how people choose to live their history in  the present; and Kim Stanley Robinson’s very-near-future novels about  ecological collapse, Forty Signs of Rain (2004) and Fifty Degrees  Below (2005). Pattern Recognition is dedicated to Jack Womack.
      21. But then again, Cayce’s mother may not be wrong:  the text cagily refuses to discount this possibility, since Cayce’s father  appears to speak to her truthfully in the several dreams Cayce has of him  during the course of the novel. There is an immense appreciation for absurdity  in Pattern Recognition, as there is also in Oryx and Crake and Schild’s  Ladder. This is not a coincidence.
      22. This passage is quoted by Broderick as the  epigraph to his essay on sf and the singularity, “Terrible Angels.” In  Baudrillard’s terms, Clarke’s notion of science fiction belongs to the  “production era” of second-order simulation, an era of progressive expansion  before the whole system begins to implode.
      23. As many readers will know, Gibson also  collaborated on an alternate-history novel with Bruce Sterling. The  Difference Engine (1991) is a good example of “steampunk,” set as it is in  an alternate version of England’s nineteenth-century Industrial Revolution.
      24. Cayce shares the spelling of her name with the  famous psychic Edgar Cayce, but it is pronounced “Case,” like the  computer-hacker protagonist of Neuromancer. Gibson has stated for the  record that this is nothing more than coincidence, but the resolute reader  of/for patterns may be forgiven a certain skepticism. At the least, the  repetition—from an author well known for the proliferation of (brand)names in  his textual worlds—is resonant.
      25. Gibson’s construction of 9/11 as an “experience  outside of culture” recalls one of the meanings of apocalypse as outlined by  James Berger: 
      
        catastrophes  that resemble the imagined final ending, that can be interpreted as ... an end  of something, a way of life or thinking.... They function as definitive  historical divides, as ruptures, pivots, fulcrums separating what came before  from what came after.... Previous historical narratives are shattered; new  understandings of the world are generated. (5) 
      
      26. See my “Apocalypse Coma” for  a more detailed discussion of (post)apocalypticism in Neuromancer.
      27. Gibson’s own take on this  future-present is blocked by the singular event that is 9/11: little in the  novel suggests the apparently perpetual “war on terror” into which the world  has since been precipitated.
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      ABSTRACT
        It  is not news that “science fiction” has come to refer in the past few decades  not only to a popular narrative genre, but also to a kind of popular cultural  discourse, a way of thinking about a sociopolitical present defined by radical  and incessant technological transformation. William Gibson’s Pattern  Recognition (2003) is both a realist novel set in 2002 and an sf novel set  in the endless endtimes of the future-present. It brilliantly conveys the  phenomenology of a present infused with futurity, no longer like itself, no  longer like the present. In this essay I discuss Pattern Recognition in  the context of two other contemporary novels, Margaret Atwood’s Oryx and  Crake (2003) and Greg Egan’s Schild’s Ladder (2001), that also  address the complexities of contemporary technoculture’s interactions with the  future. Oryx and Crake, an apocalyptic satire by an author most often  associated with the realist novel, is a telling demonstration of how non-genre  writers turn to science fiction as a way to characterize the lived experience  of technoculture. Schild’s Ladder, situated at the centre of genre,  captures the fascination with which some contemporary hard sf views the  potential of technoscience to transform human history in radically  unforeseeable ways. In his latest novel, meanwhile, Gibson has traded in the  tropes of sf for the strategies of mimetic realism to dramatize the future as a  kind of impossibility. I read these three novels as a series of significantly  interrelated stories about the increasingly complex nature of the future in  technoculture.
   
   
  
      
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