Back Blue Mars
Chapters (93)
  1. Title Page
  2. Dedication
  3. Contents
  4. Map
  5. The Martain Calendar
  6. Part 1: Peacock Mountain
  7. Prologue
  8. 1
  9. 2
  10. Part 2: Areophany
  11. Prologue
  12. 1
  13. 2
  14. 3
  15. 4
  16. Part 3: A New Constitution
  17. Prologue
  18. 1
  19. 2
  20. 3
  21. 4
  22. 5
  23. 6
  24. 7
  25. Part 4: Green Earth
  26. Prologue
  27. 1
  28. 2
  29. 3
  30. Part 5: Home at Last
  31. Prologue
  32. 1
  33. 2
  34. 3
  35. Part 6: Ann in the Outback
  36. Prologue
  37. 1
  38. 2
  39. 3
  40. Part 7: Making Things Work
  41. Prologue
  42. 1
  43. 2
  44. 3
  45. 4
  46. 5
  47. 6
  48. Part 8: The Green and the White
  49. Prologue
  50. 1
  51. 2
  52. 3
  53. 4
  54. Part 9: Natural History
  55. Prologue
  56. 1
  57. 2
  58. Part 10: Werteswandel
  59. Prologue
  60. 1
  61. 2
  62. 3
  63. Part 11: Viriditas
  64. Prologue
  65. 1
  66. 2
  67. 3
  68. 4
  69. 5
  70. 6
  71. Part 12: It Goes So Fast
  72. Prologue
  73. 1
  74. 2
  75. 3
  76. 4
  77. 5
  78. Part 13: Experimental Procedures
  79. Prologue
  80. 1
  81. 2
  82. 3
  83. 4
  84. 5
  85. 6
  86. 7
  87. Part 14: Phoenix Lake
  88. Prologue
  89. 1
  90. Acknowledgments
  91. About the Author
  92. Bantam Books by Kim Stanley Robinson
  93. Copyright

Zo shrugged. “I told you. They still think they have the sun to give to the outer solar system, and it’s gone to their heads.”

“I suppose their sunlight would still be useful out there.”

“Energy’s always useful, but the outer satellites should be able to generate what they need, now.”

“So the Mercurians are left with metals.”

“That’s right.”

“But what do they want for them?”

“Everyone wants to be free. None of these new little worlds are big enough to be self-sufficient, so they have to have something to trade if they want to stay free. Mercury has sunlight and metals, the asteroids have metals, the outer satellites have volatiles, if anything. So they package and trade what they have, and try to make alliances to avoid domination by Earth or Mars.”

“It isn’t domination.”

“Of course not.” Zo kept a straight face. “But the big worlds, you know—”

“Are big.” Jackie nodded. “But add all these little ones together, and they’re big too.”

“Who’s going to add them?” Zo asked.

Jackie ignored the question. The answer was obvious anyway: Jackie would. Jackie was locked into a long-term battle with various forces on Earth, for what came down to the control of Mars; she was trying to keep them from being inundated by the immense home world; and as human civilization continued to spread throughout the solar system, Jackie considered the new little settlements pawns in this great struggle. And indeed if there were enough of them, they might make a difference.

“There’s not much reason to worry about Mercury,” Zo reassured her. “It’s a dead end, a provincial little town, run by a cult. No one can settle very many people there, no one. So even if we do manage to bring them on board, they won’t matter much.”

Jackie’s face took on its world-weary look, as if Zo’s analysis of the situation were the work of a child— as if there were hidden sources of political power on Mercury, of all places. It was irritating, but Zo restrained herself and did not show her irritation.

Antar came in, looking for them; he saw them and smiled, came over and gave Jackie a quick kiss, Zo a longer one. He and Jackie conferred for a while about something or other, in whispers, and then Jackie told him to leave.