Thank you Fanny. I didn't know the story but how prophetic is it.
The scene flying over the Himalayas struck me particularly. Over ten years ago, on a flight home to the UK from Hong Kong, when the pilot announced we were passing the Himalayas, it seemed like almost everyone rushed from one side of the plane to the other to look through the windows. I imagined the plane tipping precariously under the imbalanced weight.
In Forster we read this:
'Those mountains to the right – let me show you them.' She pushed back a metal blind. The main chain of the Himalayas was revealed. 'They were once called the Roof of the World, those mountains.'
'You must remember that, before the dawn of civilization, they seemed to be an impenetrable wall that touched the stars. It was supposed that no one but the gods could exist above their summits. How we have advanced, thanks to the Machine!'
'How we have advanced, thanks to the Machine!''’ said Vashti.
'And that white stuff in the cracks? – what is it?'
'I have forgotten its name.'
www.josieholford.com/the-machine-stops/
These words are eerily describing the world we live in today, where people stare at their phones rather than look at what is around them.
Though, I must admit I like the idea of being able to summon the sleeping apparatus on evenings I feel too tired to drag myself up to bed. 