#170: The Laertian Gamble (DS9 #12)

This week, when Bashir agrees to gamble on a telepath’s behalf, he breaks more than just the bank. When entire ships and moons start disappearing, Dax and Kira have to wrestle with the forces of chaos itself to bring them back. What’s the deal with Complexity Theory? What are Ferengi priests like? And is the closest point of comparison for this book really that episode? All this and more in The Laertian Gamble, the book that’s brought to you by Meat Product 62!

The Laertian Gamble
Author: Robert Sheckley
Pages: 273
Published: September 1995
Timeline: Between “Explorers” (S3E22) and “Family Business” (S3E23)
Prerequisites: None

Back in the earliest days of this site, one thing we learned fairly quickly was that being a good science fiction author doesn’t necessarily mean you’ll make a good Star Trek author. The skill sets, the ultimate aims, are different. Science fiction at large is more about conceptual development: tackling big ideas of powerful thematic resonance, exploring them at length, and dressing them in technology we barely have the capacity to imagine. While Star Trek does that as well, and does it well, I think in its case a somewhat bigger draw is creating a world you want to live in populated with characters you want to hang out with. A name like Robert Vardeman or Greg Bear might be considered something of a big “get”, but if they don’t understand, say, the rules that govern a given series’s particular universe, or a certain crew’s dynamic, camaraderie, and cadence of their interactions, their strengths are going to get lost among the failure to capture that, and their effort is going to fall flat.

You’ll never get bigger than guys like Theodore Sturgeon and Harlan Ellison writing for TOS, but Robert Sheckley may well be both the most prolific and most celebrated sci-fi author to dip his toe into literary Trek waters. Sheckley’s bibliography is longer than a CVS receipt, and is populated largely by absurdist, comedic short stories.1 Unless you have a special constitution for it, absurdism is typically best taken in small doses, like the exact sort of short story Sheckley built a six-decade career on. However, you might have noticed that The Laertian Gamble is not a short story, but in fact a novel. And not just a novel, but one hailing from a franchise a touch more strait-laced than your average comic farce. The Laertian Gamble is pretty rancid whether or not you’re aware of Sheckley’s milieu—I read it not long before starting this website, not knowing anything about the man—but armed with the facts, you’ll at least better understand why.

Dr. Bashir is bored out of his gourd when he sees Quark escorting a woman who tripped an anti-telepathy device off his premises. The woman, whose name is Allura, easily cajoles Bashir into gambling on her behalf. She’s eager to manifest a lucky streak she claims is “long-awaited” by her people, and believes she may be able to transfer that luck through a proxy. She tells him to keep playing until either she or the house is completely wiped out. Julian, too tantalized by the ta-tas to really think through the whole idea, agrees to the arrangement, even going as far as to sign off on it in writing.

Almost immediately, and without really even knowing how to play the game he’s playing, Bashir hits a hot streak. Quark isn’t worried, per se, but he’s more than ready to see Julian post up an L. But the W’s won’t stop, and before long the doctor cleans Quark out. Bashir and Quark are prepared to call that the end of the game, but Allura isn’t, and she has backup from Gamemaster Heimach Schin, a Laertian official who shows up in a superdreadnought to force the game’s continuation. Bereft of funds, Quark starts putting personal possessions (his and others’) up for ante. Julian’s luck doesn’t change a bit, and the Laertians start making off with pieces of the station.

Eventually, Julian’s streak becomes so unnatural as to begin disrupting the universe itself, causing ships, people, and celestial bodies to vanish without a trace, at which point Sisko dispatches Dax and Kira to Laertes to figure out what’s going on. The book never makes much sense to begin with, but this is where it really starts to break down, with Dax helping a scientist build a reality-bending contraption called a “chaos machine” to help solve the problem and Kira getting stuck in an especially grim and thankless bit of comedic run-around that triggers flashbacks to How Much For Just the Planet?, except without the musical numbers.

Arthur C. Clarke famously said that any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic. I would offer a similar axiom: any insufficiently explained science is also indistinguishable from magic. So it is with Complexity Theory, the thoroughly meaningless buzzword the Laertians claim is behind Allura’s wild winning streak, which she’s using to skew an election so that her people, who never win elections, win it. (But practically everyone else among her people is perfectly content to never win elections, so why does she have such a bee in her bonnet about it? Good luck finding a good reason.) What is Complexity Theory? It’s the scientific phenomenon that undergirds all activity on the planet Laertes. Yes, yes, and how does it work? [crickets

When I say that this book offers no explanation for how Complexity Theory works, I mean absolutely none. Technobabble can definitely get pretty goofy, but whether it succeeds in suspending disbelief or it fails, it at least tries. This book does not even put in that most basic effort. Manipulating probability is an intriguing, if tricky premise, but I’ve seen it done well—the 2001 Spanish film Intacto comes to mind. It’s a premise Sheckley quickly proves unable to develop meaningfully or take as seriously as something like Star Trek demands. And so as it slips from his grasp, you can see him retreat to a mode he knows, i.e., absurdism. That’s how we somehow get from the comparatively normal situation of a woman using Bashir to metaphysically sway an election to one of Dax’s old mentors literally popping out of a machine to offer her a clue to her predicament.

I’ve long believed that Star Trek is good at humor but bad at comedy, and that wackiness ill fits it. Despite what a colossal mess this book is, however, I’m actually somewhat interested in checking out some of Sheckley’s more representative work. Clearly, he was something of an elder statesman of comic sci-fi, and I’m certain he’s got some great work worth diving into if I know which direction to start looking. Here, though, we have a case of something we haven’t observed in quite some time: an established author holding a square style peg who tries to cram it in to a round Star Trek hole. That simply does not work. If you want to play in the Trek sandbox, you gotta come correct.


  • My MVP this week is Odo. You might wonder how that is since I haven’t even talked about him any. He barely appears in this book, and his brand of order doesn’t mesh with the kind of shenanigans happening here. That said, I feel like it would be inaccurate to say anyone really “does” anything in this book—it’s more like they’re all thrown in a hurricane and allowed to land wherever the wind puts them down. By dipping for the bulk of the story, Odo escapes with his dignity intact, and that’s no small victory.
  • There are a handful of folks who could handily walk away with the LVP award this week—most notably Bashir, for thinking with the wrong head—but I think it has to go to Quark, who, by capitulating almost instantly to Laertian terms and interpretations of law, hampers Sisko’s ability to help him out. Quark, my dude! Sisko could have stalled the Laertians long enough to get in a fleet that would have sent them back through the wormhole with their tails between their legs. Don’t you believe in the Emissary, O ye of little faith??

Nuggets & Stray Bits

  • Let me get ahead of one issue real quick: I’m aware of the irony of asking an absurdist story to make sense. Nevertheless, I think at least a tiny bit of internal logic is not that imposing a request.
  • The Laertian Gamble crams a whopping 73 chapters into the usual 270-odd pages, averaging a length of roughly 3.75 pages per chapter.2 It’s tough to decide whether I liked this deviation in structure or not; a lot of the chapter breaks are of questionable utility, but I did kind of appreciate having an easy stopping point close at hand at almost all times.
  • It will probably do this book no favors in the minds of many to note that the episode The Laertian Gamble has the closest kinship with quite likely is “Move Along Home”. Allura’s people, the Lampusans—one of two humanoid races on Laertes, another bit of unnecessary convolution that hurts the book more than it helps it—are rather similar to the Wadi, only if they were inveterate gamblers instead of board game wonks, and also a lot more dangerous. While we’re here, let it be a matter of record, if it isn’t already, that I actually sort of like “Move Along Home”; it is not, as many like to claim, the worst episode of Deep Space Nine, or even of season one, and it actually establishes a very important character trait for Quark (namely, that he will go to bat for his friends when the cheese really hits the chili).
  • Of his experience writing The Laertian Gamble, Robert Sheckley had this to say: “I think I did all right by Star Trek, since my editor asked me for little in the way of revisions.” Now, I merely speculate here. But I think a large part of what’s going unsaid here is that the editor gave it one pass, had no idea what the thousand-year f___ they were reading, decided far be it from them to step to a living legend, and put it through with few if any changes. Again, only speculation. But it feels pretty solid to me.
  • One character is a Ferengi priest named Olix, who hails from the order of the Charismatic Fathers of Profit and Loss. A mildly amusing concept, though not one that bears much fruit.
  • The Laertian Gamble is set right around the time Julian starts coming to terms with the reality that he and Jadzia will never be an item. He’s perfectly magnanimous about it though, right?

    “Maybe it has something to do with her having been a man … That cramps my style.”

    Sheck-dawg. Robbie. Bruh.
    Image result for jonah hill gif (pp. 2, 3)

  • “His partner, Dane Whittier, was reclining on the acceleration couch, eating from a can of Meat Product 62, burrito-flavored soy protein, and wishing space modules had replicators.” — That name makes it sound a lot like one of Data’s feline supplements. A sufficiently dehumanized name, though it does create a beautiful opening for the excellent phrase “can of burrito” one page later. (p. 75)

Final Assessment

TerribleMuch like me in real life, The Laertian Gamble hides behind a guise of comic absurdity to mask the fact that it has no idea what it’s doing. Robert Sheckley is in all likelihood not a bad author, but he made a mistake we’ve seen a handful of times before—i.e., trying to graft his signature style on top of Star Trek without significant alteration, assuming it will be a pain-free ordeal. Unfortunately, the pain is in fact very much real and plentiful. Naturally, the hallmark of absurdism is that it’s not obligated to make any kind of what we would traditionally call sense, but of course that does nothing to make this book any better or more palatable.

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  1. Adam Goss

    Wow, lot’s to say about this one!

    I get that absurdism does not fit Trek well – logic is one of it’s biggest long-running themes (just bringing up absurdism reminds me of the awful Voyager episode where Janeway goes through a lot of mystical gobbledygook to save Kes’ life and we got told that it doesn’t have to make sense). But I still disagree with you about comedy and Trek not going well together. It’s just that A. comedy is subjective and what works for one person may not work for another, and 2. even when it can work it only works if done well, with the right timing or approach or style or a combination of those factors.

    But it does sound like Sheckley was either just not the right author for Trek (because of Trek not meshing well with the writing strengths he has long played to), or he COULD have been right for it had he been willing to temper and shape his absurdist style with the demands of Trek’s universe and style. A middle ground might very well have been found and done well, but from all you describe, especially in your final assessment, it reminds me of Ronco’s early Star Trek toys that were produced via “label slapping” – taking something of their own, sticking a Trek label on it, and expecting us to accept it as legit Trek. This really sounds like a dated piece of his with a Trek label on it, and reminds me of some of the bad early TOS novels (both early Pocket run AND Bantam, though they also largely suffered from fanfic-isms).

    Also really short chapter lengths seem to also be a part of Sheckley’s 50s/60s heyday, as were also MUCH shorter book lengths. (Not mention the dated aspects of gender politics, like the quote about Bashir and Jadzia or how he lets himself be led on by Allura. Oy.)

    I’m also reminded a bit of the 2nd season episode “Rivals”, which took a much better stab at manipulating probability as a sf trope, and it’s one of my favorite episodes of that season (Chris Sarandon as Martus Mazur!!). (I also like “Move Along Home” and would love to see the Wadi more fleshed out in a book someday, so much potential, speaking AS a board game wonk myself, sorta.)

    As for editorial response, or lack thereof, to Sheckley, I think you hit the nail on the head. Sometimes it’s hard to say ‘no’ to a great even when it’s desperately needed. *cough George Lucas cough*

    Ferengi priests… actually might make some sense. They have an afterlife, it makes sense SOMEONE in Ferengi society would attempt to oversee the belief system and not just have it be the Grand Nagus or the FCA. I wonder how they feel about Rom as Nagus…

  2. DGCatAniSiri

    I found an Amazon comment review that actual praised that “square style peg in a round Star Trek hole” thing, for pretty much that reason. Which, if someone liked that, I’m not gonna tell them they can’t but… If you’re writing a tie-in to other media, I would think that it should be considered a default that you are trying to tell a story appropriate to the franchise, something that at least works within those confines.

  3. A.D.

    “I’ve long believed that Star Trek is good at humor but bad at comedy”

    I agree with you 100%.

    Judging Robert Sheckley by The Laertian Gamble is like judging Orson Welles by that frozen pea commercial he did in the 80s. In his prime he was a damn fine short story writer. He had a knack for writing imaginative, memorable, and most importantly entertaining stories. Having said that, the man was incapable of writing a straightforward novel, and the editor should have never asked him to.

    If anyone is interested in reading some of his best short stories I think the compilation “Store of the Worlds: The Stories of Robert Sheckley” is a good place to start. Besides containing several of his best stories, it also has an introduction that I think was pretty insightful. A quote:

    “Sheckley…wrote more than his share of stories that refuse to go out of your mind once youve allowed them to enter. By refuse to go out of your mind we mean in the sense of Shirley Jacksons The Lottery or Kurt Vonneguts Harrison Bergeron or George Saunderss Pastoralia or John Cheevers The Swimmer or Ray Bradburys The Veldt or Bernard Malamuds The Jewbird. That is to say, specifically in the sense of stories standing outside the realist tradition, and which seem to form a tradition of their own, however difficult to define except in words charting this distance from the familiar surrealist, antirealist, fabulist and which contain little descriptive power of their own.”

    Sheckley’s stories are in their own little universe. Not realistic, but not totally surreal either. It’s an odd, ironic, and (occasionally) dark universe where the Fate’s deal out justice with their tongues planted firmly in their cheeks. If you are looking for “hard” science fiction you aren’t going to find it here, but you will find a lot of good stories that have an ineffable quality that makes them stick in your mind.

    Of the 200 plus stories of his that I’ve read there are probably about 40 that I’d recommend. I’ll break them into rough categories.

    My Favorites:

    Beside Still Waters
    The Gun Without a Bang
    The Petrified World
    The Store of the Worlds
    The Accountant


    A Wind Is Rising
    Paradise II
    The Native Problem
    Pilgrimage to Earth
    Dawn Invader
    Double Indemnity
    The Mountain Without a Name
    Message From Hell

    Above Average:

    Is That What People Do?
    All the Things You Are
    The People Trap
    The Monsters
    Hunting Problem
    Hands Off
    Agamemnon’s Run
    Sightseeing, 2179
    The Quijote Robot
    Fools Mate
    Death Wish
    The Odor of Thought
    Something for Nothing
    Fishing Season
    Spacemen in the Dark

    Flawed, but with some interesting elements that make them worth reading:

    The Hour of Battle
    The Minimum Man
    The Battle
    The Prize of Peril
    Seventh Victim
    Final Examination
    The Leech
    Feeding Time
    If the Red Slayer
    The Neverending Western Movie
    The Demons
    The Lifeboat Mutiny
    Zirn Left Unguarded,the Jenghik palace in Flames,Jon Westerley Dead

    I’ve only read a handful of his full length novels, but I think I’ve read enough that I can say that he doesn’t seem to feel comfortable working in a longer format. The books are frequently episodic and occasionally nonsensical – and not in a good way. The last paragraph of Minotaur Maze kind of sums up a lot of his novels:

    “The premise could be seen wavering, there were repercussions of a rhetorical nature, and the author could be glimpsed, a ghostly figure of unbelievable beauty and intelligence, trying desperately, despite his many personal problems, to put things together again.”

    Not that they’re all bad. I enjoyed “Immortality, Inc.” and “Dimention of Miracles” and “Mindswap” will probably appeal to fans of “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.”

    So, to make a long post even longer, what I’m saying is, don’t judge the guy by one (admitedly terrible) novel. He wrote a lot of good stuff and it’s a shame that most of it has been forgotten over the years. Do yourself a favor and dig up some of these hidden gems.

    • jess

      This is exactly the kind of thing I was hoping for. This is a great start, thank you so much.

    • Adam Goss

      Well said. When people ask me who my favorite authors are, Peter David is on the list. But I readily admit that not ALL his works are good in my opinion. When he’s good, he’s fantastic. When he’s bad, oy gevalt does it stink. Like, I love most of his Trek novels, but his original novel Sir Appropos of Nothing made me give up half way through it and had me throwing it against the wall! Sometimes authors just don’t hit the bullseye, like anyone else.

  4. A.D.

    The perfect DS9 novel for Sheckley? A collection of short stories featuring Ferengi characters.

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