4 stars, Dear Devil by Eric Frank Russell
It would be 5 stars, but for the ubiquitous habit of these men to use "girl" for woman, and men for (what should be) boy.
The poet of a crew of a Martian Starship begs permission to be left off at destroyed Earth, while the rest of the crew goes off to explore Venus.l. He helps to put together mankind's civilization again, sacrificing his life for them. Or did he?
" they got out the load-sled in the morning. Fander took the front seat and the control; Speedy squatted behind him with hands gripping his harness belt. With a shallow soar, they headed for the glade. Many small, white-tailed animals bolted down holes as they passed over.
'Good for dinner,' remarked speedy, touching him and speaking through the touch.
Fander felt sickened. Meat-eaters! It was not until a queer feeling of Shame and apology came back at him that he knew the other had felt his revulsion. He wished he'd been Swift to blanket that reaction before the boy could sense it, but he could not be blamed for the effect of so bald a statement taking him so completely unaware. However, it had produced another step forward in their Mutual relationship- Speedy desired his good opinion."
"...' my only desire is to help you.'
'Why?' Asked graypate, searching around for a percentage.
'we need intelligent friends.'
'why?'
'our numbers are small, our resources poor. In visiting this world and the Misty one we've come near to the limit of our ability. But with assistance we could go farther. I think that if we could help you a time might come when you could help us.' "
This is just a darling story.
3 stars, The Best Policy by Randall Garrett
The simplest, most truthful answer is best.
A clever story.
2 stars, Alaree, Robert Silverberg
3 stars, Life Cycle, Poul Anderson
The Native American spaceman says to the Catholic Creole spaceman:
"... juan, maybe we are nuts. Even if we get away with it, what can we hope to do? Suppose one of these twonks pulled a similar stunt in your church - wouldn't that just make you fighting mad?'
'yes, of course,' answered the other man. 'unless by such means the twonk proved to me that my faith was based on a fraud. Naturally, she would not be able to do so; but assuming for the sake of discussion that she did, My Philosophy would come crashing down about my ears. Then I should be quite ready to listen to her.' " 🤣
" kingsbury, the american, wondered if he had planted the seeds of another matriarchy. Underneath all the rejoicing, he felt a vague sense of guilt.
2 stars, The Gentle Vultures, Isaac Asimov
"the archadministrator went on. 'if a single nuclear bomb fell on the territory of either of the two sides, the victims would at once assume the other side had launched it. They would feel they could not wait for further attacks. Retaliation in full would follow within hours; the other side would retaliate in its turn. Within weeks it would be over.'
'but how do we make one of them drop that first bomb.'
'we don't, captain. That is the point. We drop the first bomb ourselves.' "
3 stars, Stranger Station, Damon Knight
" 'chapter 2,' said the voice promptly. 'first contact with a non solar intelligence was made by Commander Ralph C. Pigeon on July 1st, 1987, during an emergency landing on Titan. The following is an excerpt from his official report:
' "while searching for a possible cause for our mental disturbance, we discovered what appeared to be a gigantic construction of metal on the far side of the ridge. Our distress grew stronger with the approach to this construction, which was polyhedral and approximately five times the length of the Cologne.
' "some of those present expressed a wish to retire, but lieutenant Acuff and myself had a strong sense of being called or summoned in some indefinable way. Although our uneasiness was not lessened, we therefore agreed to go forward and keep radio contact with the rest of the party while they returned to the ship.
' "we gained access to the alien construction by way of a large, irregular opening... the internal temperature was -75°F; the atmosphere appeared to consist of methane and ammonia.. inside the second chamber, an alien creature was waiting for us. We felt the distress, which I have tried to describe, to a much greater degree than before, and also the sense of summoning or pleading.... we observed that the creature was exuding a thick yellowish fluid from certain joints or pores in its surface. Though disgusted, I managed to collect a sample of this exudate, and it was later forwarded for analysis..' "
2 stars, Lower Than Angels, Algis Budrys
his boss had told him:
" 'you'll contact the natives and try to get them started on some kind of civilization. You'll explain what the Terran Union is and the advantages of trade. See how they'd respond toward developing a technology.' "
" 'no!' he exploded violently, and Iano recoiled a little, startled. 'No, I'm not a god. Not any kind. I'm a Man - A different kind of man, maybe, but just a man. The fact that I have a few machines doesn't prove anything. The fact that I know more about something than you do doesn't prove anything. I come from a country where the people can keep records, so nothing's lost when a man who has some wisdom dies. I've been taught out of those records, and I'm helped by machines built by other men who study other records. But you think my people are any better than yours? You think the men I have to work with are good or Brave or kind? No more than you. Less. We kill each other, we take away from other people what isn't ours, we lie - we tell untruths-for-unfair-Advantage - we leave bad where we found good - we're just men, we're not anything like gods, and we never will be!' "
2 stars, Blind Lightning, Harlan Ellison
A failed scientist signs on for a study-ship post:
"... he had actually welcomed the cramp and the squalor of shipboard. Studying and cataloging Under the Stars had enabled him to regain his self-respect and to keep a firm grip on his sanity.
Ben Kettredge had become an alien ecologist. And now, one year out from Capital City, his sanity was threatened again.
He wanted to scream desperately. His throat muscles Drew up and tightened, and his mouth, inside the flexible hood, opened until the corners stretched in pain.
The pictures had stopped. He had withdrawn in Terror from the shadowed mind-world and was back in a stone prison with a hungry aborigine for keeper."
3 stars, Out of the Sun, Arthur C. Clarke
" we may have been both the first and the last of all men to see so mighty a fall. Whatever they may be, in their unimaginable world within the sun, our past and there's may never cross again. It is hard to see how we can ever make contact with them, even if their intelligence matches ours.
And does it? It may be well for us if we never know the answer. Perhaps they have been living there inside the Sun since the universe was born and have climbed to peaks of wisdom that we shall never scale. The future maybe theirs, not ours; already they may be talking across the light years to their cousins in other stars."