servants of capitalists and the obedient executioners of both corporate plans and, possibly, humanity. England writes in the foreword: âI believe that, had capitalists been able to bring the seas and the atmosphere under physical control, they would long ago [have done so].â
The story begins when billionaire businessman Isaac Flint, seeking new and ever more powerful monopolies, asks:
What is it they all must have, or do, that I can control? ... Breathing! ... Breath is life. Without food and drink and shelter, men can live a while. Even without water, for some days. But without air âthey die inevitably and at once. And if I make my own, then I am the master of all life!... Life, air, breathâthe very breath of the world in my handsâpower absolutely, at last! 14
His business partner, Maxim âTigerâ Waldron, suggests âThe Air TrustâA monopoly on breathing privileges!... Imagine that we might extract oxygen from the air.... [P]eople would come gasping to us, like so many fish out of water, falling over each other to buy!â (23â25).
The businessmen delegate responsibility for the details and the execution of the plan to the industrial research staff (âThatâs what theyâre forâ) as personified by the chemist Herzogââa fat rubicund, spectacled manâ with a keen mind, two fingers missing (from experimenting with explosives), and âcharacter and stamina close to those of a jelly fishâ (29). In the novel, the oxygen extraction plant is located at Niagara Falls and uses hydropower to run the condensers. The book includes sufficient technical details about the extraction process and the scale of the operation to suspend readersâ disbelief while clearly drawing an analogy to the nitrogen fixation process developed about 1909 by the German chemist Fritz Haber and industrialized in 1913 by Carl Bosch. Benefits of commodifying the air include the sale of liquid gas refrigerants, nitrogen for fertilizer and explosives, and even ozone to âfreshen and purifyâ the environment. But by far the most precious commodity is oxygen, the breath of life. As Flint expresses it, âWeâll have the world by the wind pipe; and let the mob howl then , if they dare!â (69).
The plot turns around the loss of Flintâs notebook, which alerts the socialist hero, Gabriel Armstrong, to the plan. He and his comrades passionately debate the need to destroy the âinfernally efficient tyrantsâ who have taken possession of âall that science has been able to devise, or press and church and university teach, or political subservience make possible.â The capitalists control âmilitary power, and the courts and the prisons and the electric chair and the power to choke the whole world to submission, in a week!â If the socialists can destroy the Air Trust, âthe great revolution will followâ to annihilate capitalism (261â262).
After working out a strategy of attack, the workers organize and, led by Armstrong, storm the plant. In a scene worthy of a Saturday matinee, they chase Flint
and Waldron into one of the huge empty air tanks, as the chemist Herzog takes his own life with a vial of poison. The final scene is both ghastly and ghoulishly amusing as Waldron notices the odor of ozone and cries out, â Flint! Flint! The oxygen is coming in! â (325) As a huge stream of pure oxygen from a ruptured valve floods the tank, the brains of Flint and Waldron literally began to âcombustâ:
â Ha! Ha! Ha! â rang Waldronâs crazy laughter.... All at once his cigar burst into flame. Cursing, he hurled it away, staggering back against the ladder and stood there swaying [panting, with crimson face], clutching it to hold himself from falling.... âHelp! Help!â [Flint] screamed. âSave meâmy Godâsave meâLet me out, let me out! A million, if you let me out! A