The Dark Side of Sudoku
by Bill Shein
In recent months, have you been unable to
sleep? Are you finding less satisfaction in normally pleasurable
activities? Have you divorced your spouse, quit your job,
or stopped bathing? Do you mindlessly arrange tabletop
objects, loose change, and nearby children into 3-by-3
grids?
These are signs that you, my friend, are addicted to
"Sudoku," the numerical puzzle game that seems
to have appeared out of nowhere.
At this very moment, Sudoku addiction is distracting
people from important tasks, lowering productivity, and
driving millions of people insane. Yet those addicted
to Sudoku insist that it's fun, harmless, and that it
will keep their minds agile well into their 130s. (Though
it may lead to compulsive fingernail chewing and grinding
one's teeth down to useless nubs.)
Despite its sudden popularity, Sudoku is not new. Its
dark and troubling past goes back nearly 100 years. Of
course, the "official" history of Sudoku —
shamelessly promoted by publishers of Sudoku books —
suggests that it was invented in the United States in
the 1970s. It then appeared in Japan, where it was called
"Su-ji wa dokushin ni kagiru," which means,
"the numbers must occur only once."
The name was later shortened to Sudoku, which literally
means "single, celibate, unmarried" —
the precise description of people who become hopelessly
addicted.
The real history of Sudoku is not so benign. In fact,
it's filled with tragedy. For example, a barnacle-covered
Sudoku book was recently discovered on the deck of the
sunken Titanic, suggesting that on that fateful night
in 1912, the ship's lookout was busy filling little boxes
with numbers when he should have been watching for icebergs.
Howard Hughes, the eccentric aviator and industrialist,
lost his marbles only after discovering Sudoku on a trip
to the Far East in the 1930s. In fact, moments after Hughes
said, famously, "I'm not a paranoid deranged millionaire.
Goddamit, I'm a billionaire," he stripped naked and
rolled around in the completed Sudoku puzzles littering
the floor of his mansion.
In the 1960s and 70s, NASA used Sudoku puzzles to keep
the minds of the Apollo astronauts sharp during long missions.
After all, there's only so much "monitoring of life-support
systems" and "sampling the various cheeses found
in the moon's outer crust" that a space traveler
can do before the mind turns to mush.
So several times per day, each astronaut mixed up a frosty
pitcher of Tang, sharpened some pencils, and got busy
with Sudoku.
For years, NASA didn't see the danger. But that changed
in 1970, when the near-calamitous Apollo 13 disaster was
caused by a frustrated astronaut who slammed his Sudoku
book between the retro-rocket facilitator diode receptor
toggle button and the intergalactic gyroscope used in
the moon-cheese storage drawer — though this was
left out of the Tom Hanks movie.
Recently, how did Sudoku spread around the world at a
speed that puts the Asian bird-flu virus to shame? The
conspiracy-minded won't be surprised to learn that since
2003, a consortium of pharmaceutical companies has secretly
promoted Sudoku, even giving the addictive puzzles away
for free.
Why? To boost sales of "Sudokuzine," a new
drug that counters dangerous, repetitive thoughts like,
"Must ... finish ... Sudoku ... before ... feeding
... baby" and "Seriously, I can do Sudoku puzzles
while driving 75 mph on the highway."
Even President Bush was a victim, becoming fiercely addicted
to Sudoku in the weeks prior to the invasion of Iraq after
a drug-company lobbyist accidentally left a Sudoku book
in the Oval Office.
"Mr. President," his advisors warned, "now
would be a good time to lay out a plan to prevent post-Saddam
Iraq from descending into civil war."
But Mr. Bush was otherwise engaged. "Let me just
finish one more of these Sudoku puzzles," he said,
eyes darting wildly. "Or maybe two. Actually, I think
it makes sense to do nine more puzzles. Yes, nine is the
magic number."
Tragically, the rest is history.
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Bill Shein's madness is not Sudoku-related.
(This column originally appeared in the Berkshire
Eagle newspaper on April 5, 2006. Join a discussion
about this column in Bill's blog.
And read Bill's previous column, "Some
Recently Opened Businesses").
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