<p><strong>Dear</strong>: [nods] Yes. Though it's strange, now that I think about it. The turmoil at the time felt very small and personal. While there was all this grand-scale stuff going on around us, we were dealing with friends and acquaintances disappearing. There were so few cases at first that it was just this thing the news would publish as a sort of curiosity. "Look! Isn't this strange? The scientists are working so hard!" [laughter] It wasn't until after that the turmoil you're talking about began.</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: Oh goodness, no. Uploading had been something scientists and such had been poking at, but that no one had yet to accomplish. Or, well, perhaps someone had accomplished. Some had claimed to, at least. The consensus at the time is that, while it was likely possible, there would be little chance of having systems large enough to house more than two or three individuals. It was not a...ah, not a linear increase in complexity, I think. Add another mind, and the complexity more than doubles. [pause] It was the lost who started it, in a way. The things we learned from them when they came back--</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: [visibly relaxing] Right, yes. When they came back, many of them --- many of us, for I was briefly among their number --- talked about what we had learned while...uh, in there. The things that we talked about and described are what sent the wonks down new avenues of research, and that eventually led to the first uploading tech. From there, there was the usual "too expensive" hand-wringing, but it all marches on, you know? [laughs] It got cheaper, the tech got better, the L5 station and Ansible were set up. Population was getting out of hand again, and some wag decided to pitch uploading as a solution.</p>
<p><strong>Ioan</strong>: I remember that, yeah. The posters were all over the place.</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: Yes. Notably, as the cost came down, it was pitched as something for the poorer classes to take advantage of.</p>
<p><strong>Ioan</strong>: And were you...I mean--</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: [laughs] Poor? Not particularly, actually. It appealed to me for...different reasons. I'd prefer not to get into those at the moment.</p>
<p><strong>Ioan</strong>: Alright.</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: Yes. Well. [pause] Okay, right, I uploaded in the 2130s, shortly after the L5 station was set up. It had become sufficiently cheap that It was something I could afford--</p>
<p><strong>Ioan</strong>: Cheap? How much?</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: It was...well, still a considerable portion of my savings.</p>
<p><strong>Ioan</strong>: I see.</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: Why do you ask?</p>
<p><strong>Ioan</strong>: We were --- our families were, I mean --- paid for us to upload.</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: Oh? Fancy that! [laughter] Anyway. It had become something that I could afford, and I leapt on the chance. It had been around long enough that it still felt relatively established, but was still a far cry from what it was now. This was probably early systime 10+, I mean. Folks knew what they were doing, but much of the society --- what we think of society --- here had not gelled into what it is today.</p>
<p><strong>Ioan</strong>: You mention that it cost to fork, yes.</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: Yes. The reputation markets were already set up by then, but since this was before the system's proper expansion and some tech that came later --- I couldn't begin to understand it --- it was gently discouraged by the market.</p>
<p><strong>Ioan</strong>: It hadn't reached this...post-scarcity, you mean?</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: Right. There was still a scarcity of resources and we were still sufficiently...ah, still sufficiently human, perhaps, socially human, that this was used as a lever, a measure of one's class.</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: Not at all, no. It does still cost some minuscule portion of credit for one to fork now, but I digress. We began as Michelle and did the things that Michelle did, forking infrequently. This was still a few years before the distinctions between strategies started up. Most everyone was a tasker back then by virtue of the markets.</p>
<p><strong>Ioan</strong>: It's hard to picture you as a tasker.</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: [laughter] Right, yes. As everything started to get cheaper, though, those distinctions began to emerge. By then, Michelle had a few long-lived instances, tagged as you are, Mx #c1494bf.</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: Right, yes. Michelle and her forks existed, but the very idea of clades was new at the time. At one point, though, she and a few other founders began to describe their trees as such. The larger trees grew --- for those who maintained long-running forks, that is --- the more unwieldy tags became, and folks decided on names. Some folks settled on simple standards. Another of the founders, the Jonas clade, for instance, uses syllabic prefixes. Ar Jonas, Ko Jonas, and so on. Leading vowels the first forks, then leading consonants, then the vowels following the consonants, <em>et cetera ad infinitum</em>.</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: [frowning] Well, alright. Yes, she played a role, but time softens rough edges, I suppose. Either way, the things she did gave her enough reputation to fork, and she chose the Ode to name her instances while remaining Michelle, herself. She started with the first lines of each stanza, then let them create and name their own forks from there.</p>
<p><strong>Ioan</strong>: Thus the limited dispersionista style.</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: [nodding] Right. Each stanza became a small family of taskers, in a way. We, the Odists, create our own forks as needed, but don't let them live long. Or aren't supposed to, at least.</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: [smiling, shrugging, mu-gesture] By virtue of our set-up, though, such forks are not members of the clade. Those forks are not named as such, and likely not in communication with any other cocladists aside from their immediate down-tree instance.</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: [nodding] Ever. Some dispersionistas are families. I mentioned the Jonas clade before; Jonas Prime has set up regular intraclade communication. Some are just clades, defined by ancestry with no further connections.</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: I'm assuming you mean "in normal times"? Right. One or two. Serene and I get along quite well, and I talk with Praiseworthy --- Those That Lived Are Forever Praiseworthy, the first line of my stanza --- with some frequency. Michelle and I have talked a few times. She comes to my exhibitions.</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: I would be surprised if we manage to net all of them. [laughter] But I suppose I feel excited. Not necessarily because I have never met many of them so much as because it feels like we as a clade have a goal in front of us. Seeing them is secondary to them --- to us --- actually doing something. Accomplishing something.</p>
<p><strong>Ioan</strong>: And what do you hope to get out of it? This gathering?</p>
<p><strong>Dear</strong>: [smiling] A story. Others want answers, and I suppose I do too, but I mostly want a story. I want <em>the</em> story. I want to be the audience and a character. I want to dive into the story and bathe in it. I want a story.</p>
