When we first arrived, and for twenty years after that, Mars was like Antarctica but even purer. We were outside the world, we didn’t even own things—some clothes, a lectern, and that was it!… This arrangement resembles the prehistoric way to live, and it therefore feels right to us, because our brains recognise it from three million years of practicing it. In essence our brains grew to their current configuration in response to the realities of that life. So as a result people grow powerfully attached to that kind of life, when they get the chance to live it. It allows you to concentrate your attention on the real work, which means everything that is done to stay alive, or make things, or satisfy one’s curiosity, or play. That is utopia, John, especially for primitives and scientists, which is to say everybody. So a scientific research station is actually a little model of prehistoric utopia, carved out of the transnational money economy by clever primates who
want to live well.
- Burroughs, Edgar Rice () A Princess of Mars
- Le Guin, Ursula (1975) The Dispossessed: An Ambiguous Utopia
- Robinson, Kim Stanley (1993) Red Mars
- (1994) Green Mars
- (1996) Blue Mars
- (1999) The Martians