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mind,’ as Pasteur said. Without intent, accidents go unnoticed or are misunderstood; with intent, they cannot, by definition, occur. There are no such things as accidents.”
    Reidier’s passionate insight is both compelling and revealing. And if we take a page from a book of one of his favorite authors, we find yet another perspective. According to Isaac Asimov, “The most exciting phrase to hear in science, the one that heralds new discoveries, is not ‘Eureka!’ but ‘That’s funny . . .’”
    It would be wrong to dismiss this etymological unpacking as merely an intellectual exercise of wordplay. In analyzing the connotations and denotations of the terminology, what we are attempting to uncover are underlying motivations for using this word or that one.What is gained or sacrificed in choosing one noun over another? Who profits or loses from it? To grasp the significance of this, one need merely read any of the various periodicals covering the Israeli-Palestinian conflict. Do they refer to the Palestinians as defenders or aggressors, victims or perpetrators, liberators or jihadists, freedom fighters or terrorists? Even our own history changes with this same duplicity of language. In the 1770s, the British were outraged by the terrorist campaigns waged against their honorable Red Coats. Ben Franklin noted the malleability and power of language: “A rebellion is always legal in the first person, such as ‘our rebellion.’ It is only in the third person—‘their rebellion’—that it becomes illegal.”
    Words build ideas. Ideas build ideologies. Ideologies build nations.
    The Reidier Test
, however, could render all of this meaningless.
    It is important to not be distracted by all the magnitude and grandeur of the ideological and literal creative destruction. At its heart, the narrative of
The Reidier Test
is a human story about a man, his wife, and their children. On another video feed, following the commencement speech to his colleagues, Director Pierce enters the control room where Dr. Kerek Reidier prepares and his family sits. His young twin boys sit at opposite ends of the console: Otto on the left side, Ecco on the right. Eve Tassat, his wife, stands behind in a corner, dressed in a hunter-green blouse and a faded red sweater with waist tie. Her arms wrap around herself, one over the other, in a
V
. Her hands just poke out of the stretched sleeves of the sweater and hook over her shoulders.
    Reidier adjusts a few knobs, calibrating off of a monitor.
    “You boys going to do the honor for us?” Pierce asks the twins.
    Otto looks up, smiles, and nods vigorously. Ecco looks over at his brother and nods too.
    “How’s that, Eve, not only does your family get to watch your husband make a miracle, your boys get to be a part of it and start it all off?” Pierce says.
    She looks up at him for a moment. “It
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quite compelling, Pierce,” she replies with only a trace of her French accent.
    “I had to pull a few strings to get all of you in here.” Pierce gives Eve an expectant look, perhaps in anticipation of a thank-you. When it doesn’t come, he continues unfazed. “A momentous day indeed!” he says, no longer looking at her. His eyes follow Reidier on his adjustments. “Not just the final frontier, beyond the frontier. Not even. No. It’s the destruction of frontiers altogether.”
    Eve doesn’t respond. Her face is devoid of expression. Her hands, however, keep flexing and relaxing and grasping her shoulders, while she stares at Otto. It’s difficult to tell, with the complete lack of cinematography, but there might be tears in her eyes.
    “The finale of frontiers,” Pierce quips to himself.
    Reidier, still focused on the console, absentmindedly paraphrases the first law of thermodynamics. “Nothing is ever created or destroyed.” Before Pierce can counter, Reidier stands up and announces, “We’re ready.”
    Pierce straightens himself. “It will work?”
    Reidier faces Pierce. “Is