Part 2 (1/2)
”Your parents must have suspected that you were a fish eater when you first proposed your Philosophy of Violence?” she said.
”Suspicion isn't proof,” he answered. ”But I shouldn't be telling you all this, Lusine. I feel it is safe for me to do so only because you will never have a chance to tell on me. You will soon be taken to Chalice and there you will stay until you have been cured.”
She s.h.i.+vered and said, ”This Chalice? What is it?”
”It is a place far to the north where both Terrans and Ssa.s.sarors send their incorrigibles. It is an extinct volcano whose steep-sided interior makes an inescapable prison. There those who have persisted in unnatural behavior are given special treatment.”
”They are bled?” she asked, her eyes widening as her tongue flicked over her lips again hungrily.
”No. A special breed of Skin is given them to wear. These Skins shock them more powerfully than the ordinary ones, and the shocks are a.s.sociated with the habit they are trying to cure. The shocks effect a cure. Also, these special Skins are used to detect hidden unnatural emotions. They re-condition the deviate. The result is that when the Chaliced Man is judged able to go out and take his place in society again, he is thoroughly re-conditioned. Then his regular Skin is given back to him and it has no trouble keeping him in line from then on.
The Chaliced Man is a very good citizen.”
”And what if a revolter doesn't become Chaliced?”
”Then he stays in Chalice until he decides to become so.”
Her voice rose sharply as she said, ”But if I go there, and I am not fed the diet of the Amphibs, I will grow old and die!”
”No. The government will feed you the diet you need until you are re-conditioned. Except....” He paused.
”Except I won't get blood,” she wailed. Then, realizing she was acting undignified before a Landman, she firmed her voice.
”The King of the Amphibians will not allow them to do this to me,” she said. ”When he hears of it he will demand my return. And if the King of Men refuses, my King will use violence to get me back.”
Rastignac smiled and said, ”I hope he does. Then perhaps my people will wake up and get rid of their Skins and make war upon your people.”
”So that is what you Philosophers of Violence want, is it? Well, you will not get it. My father, the Amphib King, will not be so stupid as to declare a war.”
”I suppose not,” replied Rastignac. ”He will send a band to rescue you. If they're caught they'll claim to be criminals and say they are _not_ under the King's orders.”
Lusine looked upwards to see if a guard was hanging over the well's mouth listening. Perceiving no one, she nodded and said, ”You have guessed it correctly. And that is why we laugh so much at you stupid Humans. You know as well as we do what's going on, but you are afraid to tell us so. You keep clinging to the idea that your turn-the-other-cheek policy will soften us and insure peace.”
”Not I,” said Rastignac. ”I know perfectly well there is only one solution to man's problems. That is--”
”That is Violence,” she finished for him. ”That is what you have been preaching. And that is why you are in this cell, waiting for trial.”
”You don't understand,” he said. ”Men are not put into the Chalice for _proposing_ new philosophies. As long as they behave naturally they may say what they wish. They may even pet.i.tion the King that the new philosophy be made a law. The King pa.s.ses it on to the Chamber of Deputies. They consider it and put it up to the people. If the people like it, it becomes a law. The only trouble with that procedure is that it may take ten years before the law is considered by the Chamber of Deputies.”
”And in those ten years,” she mocked him, ”the Amphibs and the Amphibian-changelings will have won the planet.”
”That is true,” he said.
”The King of the Humans is a Ssa.s.saror and the King of the Ssa.s.saror is a Man,” said Lusine. ”Our King can't see any reason for changing the status quo. After all, it is the Ssa.s.saror who are responsible for the Skins and for Man's position in the sentient society of this planet. Why should he be favorable to a policy of Violence? The Ssa.s.sarors loathe violence.”
”And so you have preached Violence without waiting for it to become a law? And for that you are now in this cell?”
”Not exactly. The Ssa.s.sarors have long known that to suppress too much of Man's naturally belligerent nature only results in an explosion. So they have legalized illegality--up to a point. Thus the King officially made me the Chief of the Underground and gave me a state license to preach--but not practice--Violence. I am even allowed to advocate overthrow of the present system of government--as long as I take no action that is too productive of results.
”I am in jail now because the Minister of Ill-Will put me here. He had my Skin examined, and it was found to be 'unhealthy.' He thought I'd be better off locked up until I became 'healthy' again. But the King....”
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