All That Goes Up — Themes and Context

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Brooks, Kirby, Smith, H. R. [Illustrator] Project Gutenberg 2010 Not confirmed
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Reading time 41 min
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A first-person account of a middle-aged father stuck to his ceiling after his MIT-student son's invention goes awry. The story balances domestic humor with scientific puzzle-solving as the family and a professor work to reverse the effect.
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Duchess was apparently unhurt, so I walked over and reached up to coax her down. Just then Jim shouted, "Dad! Don't do...!" And my head hit the ceiling! Like a fool I had walked right over the plastic plate!

As soon as I could get my eyes to focus properly, I shut them again quickly. I was lying, (lying!) next to Duchess, on the ceiling, and she was thrashing me in the face with her tail. As soon as I pushed her around so my face was out of range I could see the dumbfounded looks on the rest of the family.

"Ralph," said Mary, in a tone of exasperation, "You and that dog come right down from there this minute!"

"Honey, I'd just be delighted to come down there, and if you and the boys will shove that bed under us, we'll try. Soon as Jim turns this damn thing off."

By this time, Johnny was lying on the floor about to bust a gusset laughing at his father and long-legged Duchess sprawled on the ceiling, and even Jim, who is always rather straight-faced, was beginning to grin a little around the edges. Mary still seemed convinced that Duchess and I had done it on purpose.

Jim finally gathered his wits enough to start pushing the bed under us. Between the three of them they managed to bypass the wires to the plastic plate and set the bed over it. I noticed that it bucked a little as the edge went over the plate, but I didn't get time to see much because no sooner had the bed been pushed over it than the whole thing with the exception of the frame, rose straight up and smothered the dog and me very effectively! After the first moment of panic, consisting of flailing arms, legs, muffled barks and curses, I was able to shove the bedding aside so we could breathe again. I had just started to yell at Jim to turn the thing off and stand aside, when that's just what he did. I clutched at Duchess, hoping to break both our falls I guess, but nothing happened!

I looked at Jim, and he was looking at the plug in his hand. There was a dazed look on his face, and I'm sure there was one on mine too. Duchess just licked my face and wagged her tail. For a space of about two breaths no one spoke, then all started at once....

"Jim, you pull out that plug right now and get your father down from there!" That was Mary.

"Don't just stand there like a dope ... turn that damn thing off!" That was me.

"Jimmy, where's your camera? I want to get a picture of this!" That was Johnny.

Duchess just whined, and wagged her tail apologetically.

"Jim," I said, very softly, "Will you please stop messing around and get us down from here?"

"I unplugged it, Dad ... I don't know why you're still up there." He shook his head.

Johnny, bless his little heart, had what seemed to be a good idea; "Why not get hold of the wires and pull the plate out from under them?"

So Jim eased up to within about a foot of the plate, grabbed the wires and started pulling. I had no sensation at all. We just stuck there. Even with the plate out in the hall!

Jim stood for a moment in thought, then looked up at us and said, "Well, maybe it'll wear off in a little while, as you gradually discharge whatever kind of charge you got from the plate."

"What do you mean by 'charge'?" I asked.

"Well, not knowing what kind of field I generated with that plate, I couldn't tell you offhand, but it is probably something like this; you see, apparently what I did was not cut gravity off exactly, but changed the normal electrical charge in whatever object came into the field. Seems to me if I had cut gravity with the plate, you would have fallen when I turned it off. As it is, you're still there," he added rather unnecessarily.

And Jim, as his teen-age friends used to say, wasn't just whistling Dixie. We were definitely, unquestionably still there.

The narrator, a man in his mid-fifties, introduces himself with a wry complaint: “There’s no compensation for being plastered to the ceiling.” This opening line immediately establishes the story’s blend of domestic realism and absurdity. He describes a contented home life—slippers, coffee with rum, a pipe—before revealing that his son Jim, home from MIT, has created a glowing plastic plate that sends objects flying upward. The father’s voice is colloquial and self-deprecating, framing the fantastic events through a lens of everyday frustration.

A Father’s Voice and a Son’s Experiment

The story’s narrator, Mr. Wilson, speaks in a relaxed, anecdotal tone that grounds the science fiction premise in ordinary life. He recalls his son’s earlier phases—“Prestidigitation Age” and “Zoological-Biological, or frog-collecting age”—which prepare the reader for another of Jim’s projects. When Jim demonstrates the plate by tossing a glove that sticks to the ceiling, the father is initially unimpressed, suspecting a magic trick. This skepticism is consistent with his character: a practical man who values comfort and routine. The dialogue between father and son is natural, with Jim’s excitement contrasting his father’s weary humor. The excerpt reveals that the plate glows pink and repels objects upward, but the mechanism is unexplained, leaving the reader as curious as the characters.

Stuck on the Ceiling: The Problem Escalates

After Mr. Wilson accidentally steps on the plate, he finds himself stuck to the ceiling, unable to come down. The story shifts from curiosity to a practical predicament. The family’s reactions—Mary bringing sandwiches, young Johnny watching—highlight the mundane intrusions into the crisis. The father’s physical discomfort is described with comic detail: “I’ve been up here for almost eight hours already, and I’m getting a bit uneasy.” The arrival of Professor Jordan, a colleague from MIT, introduces a scientific perspective. He and Jim methodically test a smaller plate to confirm the effect is reproducible, ruling out shape and size as factors. Their dialogue focuses on voltage, frequency, and electrical charge, suggesting a rational approach to the bizarre phenomenon. The father’s plight becomes a puzzle to be solved, but the solution remains elusive.

The Limits of Scientific Inquiry

Professor Jordan and Jim’s investigation reveals the story’s central tension: the invention works, but they do not understand why. When they test a second plate, it behaves identically, confirming the effect is not a fluke. Jim speculates about “changing the electrical charge,” and the professor ponders how to “ground or dissipate the charge.” Yet their knowledge is incomplete; they cannot turn off the first plate or free Mr. Wilson. The story thus balances scientific curiosity with human urgency. The father’s predicament is not merely a gag but a genuine problem that the characters must solve through trial and error. The excerpts do not reveal the outcome, leaving the reader to wonder whether the solution will come from theory or accident. The narrative emphasizes process over resolution, typical of mid-century science fiction that values intellectual problem-solving.

Domestic Details as Narrative Anchors

Throughout the excerpts, small domestic details keep the story grounded. The father mentions “the last decent meal” before the incident, and later Mary brings sandwiches and coffee. These touches contrast the extraordinary event with the ordinary rhythms of family life. The father’s voice remains consistently wry, even when describing his discomfort: “Thank Heaven I did! That sounds funny, but while I was coughing and sputtering, spewing coffee all over the place…” This self-aware humor prevents the situation from becoming purely tense. The story also uses the family’s past experiences with Jim’s hobbies—magic, frogs, electronics—to normalize the current crisis. The reader is invited to see the invention as another phase in a long line of experiments, albeit one with unintended consequences. This framing suggests that the story’s interest lies as much in character and tone as in the scientific puzzle.

Readers approaching All That Goes Up should attend to the narrator’s voice, which carries the story’s humor and humanity. The scientific details are presented clearly but remain secondary to the father’s predicament. The excerpts suggest a story that values process over resolution, so readers may enjoy the journey of problem-solving rather than expecting a neat conclusion. The domestic setting and family dynamics provide a warm counterpoint to the fantastic premise.

That moment he’s stuck, staring at dust on the ceiling—it reminded me of my own strange stillness last winter, when I couldn’t move past a certain hallway in my house. Cause of Death — Text and Context held that same quiet suspension, where the ordinary turns abruptly alien, and all you can do is wait for gravity to return.

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