Back Green Mars
Chapters (68)
  1. Title Page
  2. Dedication
  3. Contents
  4. Map
  5. Part 1: Areoformation
  6. Prologue
  7. 1
  8. 2
  9. 3
  10. 4
  11. 5
  12. Part 2: The Ambassador
  13. Prologue
  14. 1
  15. 2
  16. Part 3: Long Runout
  17. Prologue
  18. 2
  19. 3
  20. Part 4: The Scientist as Hero
  21. Prologue
  22. 1
  23. 2
  24. 3
  25. 4
  26. 5
  27. 6
  28. 7
  29. Part 5: Homeless
  30. Prologue
  31. 1
  32. 2
  33. Part 6: Tariqat
  34. Prologue
  35. 1
  36. 2
  37. 3
  38. 4
  39. 5
  40. 6
  41. Part 7: What Is to Be Done?
  42. Prologue
  43. 1
  44. 2
  45. 3
  46. Part 8: Social Engineering
  47. Prologue
  48. 1
  49. Part 9: The Spur of the Moment
  50. Prologue
  51. 1
  52. 2
  53. 3
  54. 4
  55. 5
  56. 6
  57. 7
  58. 8
  59. Part 10: Phase Change
  60. Prologue
  61. 1
  62. 2
  63. 3
  64. 4
  65. Epilogue
  66. Temperature Comparisons
  67. Bantam Books by Kim Stanley Robinson
  68. Copyright

But it could be just the opposite: some mornings people came in showered and refreshed, alert with coffee or kavajava, full of new ideas and ready to work hard, to make progress. If the others there were of like mind, things could really fly. One of the sessions on property went like that, and for an hour it seemed as though they had solved all the problems of reconciling self and society, private opportunity and the common good, selfishness and altruism. . . . At the end of the session, however, their notes looked just about as vague and contradictory as those taken at any of the more fractious meetings. “It’s the tape of the whole session that will have to represent it,” Art said, after trying to write down a summary.

The majority of the meetings, however, were not as successful. In fact most of them were merely protracted arguments. One morning Nadia came in on Antar, the young Arab whom Jackie had spent time with during their tour, saying to Vlad, “You will only repeat the socialist catastrophe!”

Vlad shrugged. “Don’t be too hasty to judge that period. The socialist countries were under assault from capitalism without and corruption within, and no system could survive that. We must not throw the baby socialism out with the Stalinist bathwater, or we lose many concepts of obvious fairness that we need. Earth is in the grip of the system that defeated socialism, and it is clearly an irrational and destructive hierarchy. So how can we deal with it without being crushed? We have to look everywhere for answers to this, including the systems that the current order defeated.”

Art was pulling a food cart to the next room, and Nadia left with him.

“Man, I wish Fort was here,” Art muttered. “He should be, I really think he should.”

In the next meeting they were arguing about the limits to tolerance, the things that simply wouldn’t be allowed no matter what religious meaning anyone gave them, and someone shouted, “Tell that to the Muslims!”

Jurgen came out of the room, looking disgusted. He took a roll from the cart and walked with them, talking through his food: “Liberal democracy says that cultural tolerance is essential, but you don’t have to get very far away from liberal democracy for liberal democrats to get very intolerant.”

“How do the Swiss solve that?” Art asked.

Jurgen shrugged. “I don’t think we do.”

“Man, I wish Fort were here!” Art said. “I tried to reach him a while back and tell him about this, I even used the Swiss government lines, but I never got any reply.”

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