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As I grew more fluent, semagraphic designs would appear fully-formed, articulating even complex ideas all<br />
at once. My thought processes weren't moving any faster as a result, though. Instead of racing forward,<br />
my mind hung balanced on the symmetry underlying the semagrams. The semagrams seemed to be<br />
something more than language; they were almost like mandalas. I found myself in a meditative state,<br />
contemplating the way in which premises and conclusions were interchangeable. There was no direction<br />
inherent in the way propositions were connected, no “train of thought” moving along a particular route; all<br />
the components in an act of reasoning were equally powerful, all having identical precedence.<br />
A representative from the State Department named Hossner had the job of briefing the U.S scientists on<br />
our agenda with the heptapods. We sat in the videoconference room, listening to him lecture. Our<br />
microphone was turned off, so Gary and I could exchange comments without interrupting Hossner. As we<br />
listened, I worried that Gary might harm his vision, rolling his eyes so often.<br />
“They must have had some reason for coming all this way,” said the diplomat, his voice tinny through the<br />
speakers. “It does not look like their reason was conquest, thank God. But if that's not the reason, what is?<br />
Are they prospectors? Anthropologists? Missionaries? Whatever their motives, there must be something<br />
we can offer them. Maybe it's mineral rights to our solar system. May be it's information about ourselves.<br />
Maybe it's the right to deliver sermons to our populations. But we can be sure that there's something.<br />
“My point is this: their motive might not be to trade, but that doesn't mean that we cannot conduct trade.<br />
We simply need to know why they're here, and what we have that they want. Once we have that<br />
information, we can begin trade negotiations.<br />
“I should emphasize that our relationship with the heptapods need not be adversarial. This is not a<br />
situation where every gain on their part is a loss on ours, or vice versa. If we handle ourselves correctly,<br />
both we and the heptapods can come out winners.”<br />
“You mean it's a non-zero-sum game?” Gary said in mock incredulity. “Oh my gosh.”<br />
“A non-zero-sum game.”<br />
“What?” You'll reverse course, heading back from your bedroom.<br />
“When both sides can win: I just remembered, it's called a non-zero-sum game.”<br />
“That's it!” you'll say, writing it down on your notebook. “Thanks, Mom!”<br />
“I guess I knew it after all,” I'll say. “All those years with your father, some of it must have rubbed off.”<br />
“I knew you'd know it,” you'll say. You'll give me a sudden, brief hug, and your hair will smell of apples.<br />
“You're the best.”<br />
“Louise?”<br />
“Hmm? Sorry, I was distracted. What did you say?”<br />
“I said, what do you think about our Mr. Hossner here?”<br />
“I prefer not to.”