Wyoh shivered. "It scares me, too. They won"t be anxious to go inside a warren again. But, Professor, you say you don"t know how many bodyguards the Warden keeps. The Organization knows. Twenty-seven. If nine were killed, only eighteen are left. Perhaps it"s time for a putsch. No?"
"No," I answered.
"Why not, Mannie? They"ll never be weaker."
"Not weak enough. Killed nine because they were crackers to walk in where we were. But if Warden stays home with guards around him-Well, had enough shoulder-to-shoulder noise last night." I turned to Prof. "But still I"m interested in fact-if it is-that Warden now has only eighteen. You said Wyoh should not go to Hong Kong and I should not go home. But if he has only eighteen left, I wonder how much danger? Later after he gets reinforcements.-but now, well, L-City has four main exits plus many little ones. How many can they guard? What"s to keep Wyoh from walking to Tube West, getting p-suit, going home?"
"She might," Prof agreed.
"I think I must," Wyoh said. "I can"t stay here forever. If I have to hide, I can do better in Hong Kong, where I know people."
"You might get away with it, my dear. I doubt it. There were two yellow jackets at Tube Station West last night; I saw them. They may not be there now. Let"s a.s.sume they are not. You go to the station-disguised perhaps. You get your p-suit and take a capsule to Beluthihatchie. As you climb out to take the bus to Endsville, you"re arrested. Communications. No need to post a yellow jacket at the station; it is enough that someone sees you there. A phone call does the rest."
"But you a.s.sumed that I was disguised."
"Your height cannot be disguised and your pressure suit would be watched. By someone not suspected of any connection with the Warden. Most probably a comrade." Prof dimpled. "The trouble with conspiracies is that they rot internaily. When the number is as high as four, chances are even that one is a spy."
Wyoh said glumly, "You make it sound hopeless."
"Not at all, my dear. One chance in a thousand, perhaps."
"I can"t believe it. I don"t believe it! Why, in the years I"ve been active we have gained members by the hundreds! We have organizations in all major cities. We have the people with us."
Prof shook head. "Every new member made it that much more likely that you would be betrayed. Wyoming dear lady, revolutions are not won by enlisting the ma.s.ses. Revolution is a science only a few are competent to practice. It depends on correct organization and, above all, on communications. Then, at the proper moment in history, they strike. Correctly organized and properly timed it is a bloodless coup. Done clumsily or prematurely and the result is civil war, mob violence, purges, terror. I hope you will forgive me if I say that, up to now, it has been done clumsily."
Wyoli looked baffled. "What do you mean by "correct organization"?"
"Functional organization. How does one design an electric motor? Would you attach a bathtub to it, simply because one was available? Would a bouquet of flowers help? A heap of rocks? No, you would use just those elements necessary to its purpose and make it no larger than needed-and you would incorporate safety factors. Function controls design.
"So it is with revolution. Organization must be no larger than necessary-never recruit anyone merely because he wants to join. Nor seek to persuade for the pleasure of having another share your views. He"ll share them when the times comes. . . or you"ve misjudged the moment in history. Oh, there will be an educational organization but it must be separate; agitprop is no part of basic structure.
"As to basic structure, a revolution starts as a conspiracy therefore structure is small, secret, and organized as to minimize damage by betrayal-since there always are betrayals. One solution is the cell system and so far nothing better has been invented.
"Much theosizing has gone into optimum cell size. I think that history shows that a cell of three is best-more than three can"t agree on when to have dinner, much less when to strike. Manuel, you belong to a large family; do you vote on when to have dinner?"
"Bog, no! Mum decides."
"Ah." Prof took a pad from his pouch, began to sketch. "Here is a cells-of-three tree. If I were planning to take over Luna. I would start with us three. One would be opted as chairman. We wouldn"t vote; choice would be obvious-or we aren"t the right three. We would know the next nine people, three cells. . . but each cell would know only one of us."
"Looks like computer diagram-a ternary logic."
"Does it really? At the next level there are two ways of linking: This comrade, second level, knows his cell leader, his two cellmates, and on the third level he knows the three in his subcell-he may or may not know his cellmates" subcells. One method doubles security, the other doubles speed-of repair if security is penetrated. Let"s say he does not know his cellmates" subcells-Manuel, how many can he betray? Don"t say he won"t; today they can brainwash any person, and starch and iron and use him. How many?"
"Six," I answered. "His boss, two ceilmates, three in sub-cell."
"Seven," Prof corrected, "he betrays himself, too. Which leaves seven broken links on three levels to repair. How?"
"I don"t see how it can be," objected Wyoh. "You"ve got them so split up it falls to pieces."
"Manuel? An exercise for the student."
"Well . . . blokes down here have to have way to send message up three levels. Don"t have to know who, just have to know where."
"Precisely!"
"But, Prof," I went on, "there"s a better way to rig it."
"Really? Many revolutionary theorists have hammered this out, Manuel. I have such confidence in them that I"ll offer you a wager-at, say, ten to one."
"Ought to take your money. Take same cells, arrange in open pyramid of tetrahedrons. Where vertices are in common, each bloke knows one in adjoining cell-knows how to send message to him, that"s all he needs. Communications never break down because they run sideways as well as up and down. Something like a neural net. It"s why you can knock a hole in a man"s head, take chunk of brain out, and not damage thinking much. Excess capacity, messages shunt around. He loses what was destroyed but goes on functioning."
"Manuel," Prof said doubtfully, "could you draw a picture? It sounds good-but it"s so contrary to orthodox doctrine that I need to see it."
"Well. . . could do better with stereo drafting machine. I"ll try." (Anybody who thinks it"s easy to sketch one hundred twenty-one tetrahedrons, a five-level open pyramid, clear enough to show relationships is invited to try!) Presently I said, "Look at base sketch. Each vertex of each triangle shares self with zero, one, or two other triangles. Where shares one, that"s its link, one direction or both-but one is enough for a multipli-redundant communication net. On corners, where sharing is zero, it jumps to right to next corner. Where sharing is double, choice is again right-handed.
"Now work it with people. Take fourth level, D-for-dog. This vertex is comrade Dan. No, let"s go down one to show three levels of communication knocked out-level E-for-easy and pick Comrade Egbert.
"Egbert works under Donald, has cellmates Edward and Elmer, and has three under him, Frank, Fred, and Fatso . . . but knows how to send message to Ezra on his own level but not in his cell. He doesn"t know Ezra"s name, face, address, or anything-but has a way, phone number probably, to reach Ezra in emergency.
"Now watch it work. Casimir, level three, finks out and betrays Charlie and c.o.x in his cell, Baker above him, and Donald, Dan, and d.i.c.k in subcell-which isolates Egbert, Edward, and Elmer. and everybody under them.
"All three report it-redundancy, necessary to any communication system-but follow Egbert"s yell for help. He calls Ezra. But Ezra is under Charlie and is isolated, too. No matter, Ezra relays both messages through his safety link, Edmund. By bad luck Edmund is under c.o.x, so he also pa.s.ses it laterally, through Enwright. . . and that gets it past burned-out part and it goes up through Dover, Chambers, and Beeswax, to Adam, front office.. . who replies down other side of pyramid, with lateral pa.s.s on E-for-easy level from Esther to Egbert and on to Ezra and Edmund. These two messages, up and down, not only get through at once but in way they get through, they define to home office exactly how much damage has been done and where. Organization not only keeps functioning but starts repairing self at once."
Wyoh was tracing out lines, convincing herself it would work-which it would, was "idiot" circuit. Let Mike study a few milliseconds, and could produce a better, safer, more foolproof hookup. And probably-certainly-ways to avoid betrayal while speeding up routings. But I"m not a computer.
Prof was staring with blank expression. "What"s trouble?" I said. "It"ll work; this is my pidgin."
"Manuel my b-Excuse me: Senor O"Kelly. . . will you head this revolution?"
"Me? Great Bog, nyet! I"m no lost-cause martyr. Just talking about circuits."
Wyoh looked up. "Mannie," she said soberly, "you"re opted. It"s settled."
6
Did like h.e.l.l settle it.
Prof said, "Manuel, don"t be hasty. Here we are, three, the perfect number, with a variety of talents and experience. Beauty, age, and mature male drive-"
"I don"t have any drive!"
"Please, Manuel. Let us think in the widest terms before attempting decisions. And to facilitate such, may I ask if this hostel stocks potables? I have a few florins I could put into the stream of trade."
Was most sensible word heard in an hour. "Stilichnaya vodka?"
"Sound choice." He reached for pouch.
"Tell it to bear," I said and ordered a liter, plus ice. It came down; was tomato juice from breakfast.
"Now," I said, after we toasted, "Prof, what you think of pennant race? Got money says Yankees can"t do it again?"
"Manuel, what is your political philosophy?"
"With that new boy from Milwaukee I feel like investing."
"Sometimes a man doesn"t have it defined but, under Socratic inquiry, knows where he stands and why."
"I"ll back "em against field, three to two."
"What? You young idiot! How much?"
"Three hundred. Hong Kong."
"Done. For example, under what circ.u.mstances may the State justly place its welfare above that of a citizen?"
"Mannie," Wyoh asked, "do you have any more foolish money? I think well of the Phillies."
I looked her over. "Just what were you thinking of betting?"
"You go to h.e.l.l! Rapist."
"Prof, as I see, are no circ.u.mstances under which State is justified in placing its welfare ahead of mine."
"Good. We have a starting point."
"Mannie," said Wyoh, "that"s a most self-centered evaluation."
"I"m a most self-centered person."
"Oh, nonsense. Who rescued me? Me, a stranger. And didn"t try to exploit it. Professor, I was cracking not facking. Mannie was a perfect knight."
"Sans peur et sans reproche. I knew, I"ve known him for years. Which is not inconsistent with evaluation he expressed."
"Oh, but it is! Not the way things are but under the ideal toward which we aim. Mannie, the "State" is Luna. Even though not soverign yet and we hold citizenships elsewhere. But I am part of the Lunar State and so is your family. Would you die for your family?"
"Two questions not related."
"Oh, but they are! That"s the point."
"Nyet. I know my family, opted long ago."
"Dear Lady, I must come to Manuel"s defense. He has a correct evaluation even though he may not be able to state it. May I ask this? Under what circ.u.mstances is it moral for a group to do that which is not moral for a member of that group to do alone?"
"Uh. . . that"s a trick question."
"It is the key question, dear Wyoming. A radical question that strikes to the root of the whole dilemma of government. Anyone who answers honestly and abides by all consequences knows where he stands-and what he will die for."
Wyoh frowned. ""Not moral for a member of the group-"" she said. "Professor. . . what are your political principles?"
"May I first ask yours? If you can state them?"
"Certainly I can! I"m a Fifth Internationalist, most of the Organization is. Oh, we don"t rule out anyone going our way; it"s a united front. We have Communists and Fourths and Ruddyites and Societians and Single-Taxers and you name it. But I"m no Marxist; we Fifths have a practical program. Private where private belongs, public where it"s needed, and an admission that circ.u.mstances alter cases. Nothing doctrinaire."
"Capital punishment?"
"For what?"
"Let"s say for treason. Against Luna after you"ve freed Luna."
"Treason how? Unless I knew the circ.u.mstances I could not decide."
"Nor could I, dear Wyoming. But I believe in capital punishment under some circ.u.mstances. . . with this difference. I would not ask a court; I would try, condemn, execute sentence myself, and accept full responsibility."
"But-Professor, what are your political beliefs?"
"I"m a rational anarchist."
"I don"t know that brand. Anarchist individualist, anarchist Communist, Christian anarchist, philosophical anarchist, syndicalist, libertarian-those I know. But what"s this? Randite?"
"I can get along with a Randite. A rational anarchist believes that concepts such as "state" and "society" and "government" have no existence save as physically exemplified in the acts of self-responsible individuals. He believes that it is impossible to shift blame, share blame, distribute blame. . . as blame, guilt, responsibility are matters taking place inside human beings singly and nowhere else. But being rational, he knows that not all individuals hold his evaluations, so he tries to live perfectly in an imperfect world. . . aware that his effort will be less than perfect yet undismayed by self-knowledge of self-failure."
"Hear, hear!" I said. ""Less than perfect." What I"ve been aiming for all my life."
"You"ve achieved it," said Wyoh. "Professor, your words sound good but there is something slippery about them. Too much power in the hands of individuals-surely you would not want. . . well, H-missiles for example-to be controlled by one irresponsible person?"
"My point is that one person is responsible. Always. If H-bombs exist-and they do-some man controls them. In tern of morals there is no such thing as "state." Just men. Individuals. Each responsible for his own acts."
"Anybody need a refill?" I asked.
Nothing uses up alcohol faster than political argument. I sent for another bottle.
I did not take part. I was not dissatisfied back when we were "ground under Iron Heel of Authority." I cheated Authority and rest of time didn"t think about it. Didn"t think about getting rid of Authority-impossible. Go own way, mind own business, not be bothered- True, didn"t have luxuries then; by Earthside standards we were poor. If had to be imported, mostly did without; don"t think there was a powered door in all Luna. Even p-suits used to be fetched up from Terra-until a smart Chinee before I was born figured how to make "monkey copies" better and simpler. (Could dump two Chinee down in one of our maria and they would get rich selling rocks to each other while raising twelve kids. Then a Hindu would sell retail stuff he got from them wholesale-below cost at fat profit. We got along.) I had seen those luxuries Earthside. Wasn"t worth what they put up with. Don"t mean heavy gravity, that doesn"t bother them; I mean nonsense. All time kukai moa. If chicken guano in one earthworm city were shipped to Luna, fertilizer problem would be solved for century. Do this. Don"t do that. Stay back of line. Where"s tax receipt? Fill out form. Let"s see license. Submit six copies. Exit only. No left turn. No right turn. Queue up to pay fine. Take back and get stamped. Drop dead-but first get permit.
Wyoh plowed doggedly into Prof, certain she had all answers. But Prof was interested in questions rather than answers, which baffled her. Finally she said, "Professor, I can"t understand you. I don"t insist that you call it "government"-I just want you to state what rules you think are necessary to insure equal freedom for all."
"Dear lady, I"ll happily accept your rules."
"But you don"t seem to want any rules!"
"True. But I will accept any rules that you feel necessary to your freedom. I am free, no matter what rules surround me. If I find them tolerable, I tolerate them; if I find them too obnoxious, I break them. I am free because I know that I alone am morally responsible for everything I do."