In Memoriam Ray Bradbury [1920-2012]

 [Loosely in the style of Something Wicked This Way Comes]

It was high summer in the fairground and the manager was concerned.  The rumble in the distance was not thunder, but the grumbles of those queuing for the fair rides. The queues grew longer, the crowd more restless, the grumbles more constant. He shivered.

Since a disastrous and unmentionable accident, State law had required that every person entering a ride be checked to ensure that they were over adult height: a minimum height of 4 foot.   At the entrance to each ride, potential customers were checked for their height and this introduced an inevitable delay.   Or was it inevitable?  

The fairground manager had had a brilliant idea.  Once a person passed the height check at the first ride, he would be given a pass entitled a "person passes height” (PPH) pass.  This PPH pass would permit the user to go to the head of the queue at another ride.  Surely this would speed matters up, thought the fairground manager.  

However he soon found that this was not the case.   The queues waiting for each ride did not shrink and became full of those who were too short to pass at a different ride but thought they might stand a chance at this one; and of those who were new to the theme park and hadn’t taken a ride on anything yet.  Where did the problem lie?     

There – there - there!! Each ride operator considered themself responsible for ensuring that their customers pass the State test, and was not willing to take the word of another ride owner.   Even though a customer had a PPH, their height was still checked.  

Said one of the ride operators:

“Like other operators I am very happy to let customers with a PPH go to the head of the queue, since I have been told that statistically they are far more likely to pass the height test than the customers at large.  

However I could not possibly trust the word of another ride owner in this matter.  

It seems to me that each ride uses a different measure to test the height of the customers, and indeed each ride operator uses the measure differently [some with shoes on, some with shoes off, and so on].

State law requires that ride operators are responsible and so each of us is independently responsible for determining “infantive height.”     

Well, thought the fairground manager.  All I seem to have done with my PPH is to change the quality of the backlog and perhaps increase the level of complaint from those in the backlog.   Nothing will really change until I can persuade the individual ride managers to accept at least in part the word of another ride manager, or persuade those who do not pass the test at one ride not to try at another.

The fairground manager looked at the operator: the operator looked at the manager. They shivered in mutual recognition.

TO BE CONTINUED…..?