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Black Pinhole Nanofurnace

        beam turned into a stream of bits traveling at the speed of light. The
        immediate  civilian  uses  were  in  fiber  optics  and  optical  disks
        “burned” with large quantities of data. This was science the former
        prodigy knew very well, indeed.
          Aitkens  wanted  to  make  a  home  appliance  analogous  to  the
        ubiquitous microwave oven, one that would have the opposite effect:
        rapidly  freezing  whatever  was  placed  within  it.  He  would  turn  the
        “radar  range”  process  on  its  head,  inducing  H O  to  give  up  its
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        excitement by sucking its energy out via dual oscillating laser beams
        emitted from a single rotating source toward a black dish antenna on
        the other side of the target. The frequency of the first photonic beam
        would  push  a  water  molecule’s  electron  vibratory  rate  toward  a
        slightly higher but unstable harmonic state, knocking those electrons
        out  as  photons  trapped  by  the  antenna;  their  replacements  would
        come instantly from that second beam at a lower frequency, leaving
        the molecule at a lower harmonic. Mass-energy thus conserved, the
        higher-energy photons would convert to heat blown out the back of
        the  freezer  by  a  fan  and  the  target  would  drop  in  temperature
        instantly.
          His corporate experience still rankling, he took pains to protect his
        invention. That consumed most of his savings in legal fees, leaving
        barely enough to produce a prototype of the Hydrophilic Entropic
        Rephaser. He brought HER to an inventors’ convention under a nom
        de commerce, hoping to attract interest. I tried to imagine him standing
        in  a  cramped  booth,  already  looking  a  bit  seedy,  offering  his
        brochures to passersby and advertising a demonstration of the device
        to  take  place  on  the  last  day  of  the  convention.  The  only  account
        extant of that trial run appeared in a local newspaper’s column of the
        week’s odd and humorous happenings. I read the yellowed clipping
        with  apprehension,  as  if  it  were  a  description  of  a  relative’s  bad
        behavior in a public place.

               Now  here’s  one  to  warm  the  cockles  of  your  hearts,  gentle
              readers. One of our kookier citizens came up with a wonderful
              idea to make ice cubes in seconds, but the instant he switched it
              on  at  the  Opportunity  Expo  the  climate  in  Veterans’  Hall
              became  noticeably  warmer.  Everything  behind  the  diabolical
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