Art is not a mirror. Art is a hammer.
(Bertolt Brecht)
Venergost was on the way back to Earth. They had broken orbit around Venus and were now coasting towards Earth in a wide arc. What a journey! Three months to go down, almost one month spent in orbit, and four months to soar up again. Dull past belief, thought Ilya Stepanovich Semskov, nothing to be seen, neither in transit, nor in orbit. Venus was looking like a white billiard ball – without any change, always the same nothingness.
Yeah, it was an incomparable scientific achievement, no doubt, but hard to sell to the wider public. That was why he had evaded featuring the journey to Venus. His heroes were travelling to Mars! Semskov, better known by his pen name Ivolga, was a famous cartoonist. His cartoons were regularly published in many Russian newspapers. Paid for by NASA, he had designed a Kamil about a trio of spacemen: Vanya, Vladko and Kostya. They were voyaging to the Red Planet – and landing on it.
Of course, Vanya, Vladko and Kostya were modelled on Yurka, Vovik and Kolya, the real spacers. And they had enemies. Nyemtsi would have been fine, but they had dropped out, unfortunately. Sissies! So, Semskov had chosen Turks: Murat, Aslan and Enver were chasing the valiant Russians. That was kind of far-fetched, because the Ottoman space programme was still in its early infancy, but the readers seemed to dig it.
And Mars was, of course, far more interesting than Venus. There were enigmatic ruins, very ancient ruins – and other secrets… The Kamil was entitled ‘Marsky Dukh’, Mars Ghost, and it had become very popular. Originally published as newspaper serial, a first book edition was now under preparation. It was true, for the average Russian, Mars Ghost was far more fascinating then the real Venergost enterprise.
The Martian canals were still floating around in the public mind, yet, the astronomers said it was horseplay, most probably, just an optical illusion. Semskov had avoided the issue by showing the canals as ruins – without alluding to them explicitly. NASA had appointed several junior scientists who were counselling Semskov. That was helpful because he had no real clue of these matters. His specialty was humour and fantasy, not science.
True, there had been novels and movies, American pulp mainly, about Mars, Marsians and space travel, like the Barsoom series by Edgar Rice Burroughs. But compared to his Kamil, they were cheap crap, primitive and derisory. His work had the feeling of the real thing – because it was modelled on the real thing. Yeah, while the boring Venus mission was dragging on, he was leading the Russians to the mysteries of the Red Planet.