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.But from a purely practical view,a purely practical view you understand if we should allow the Maolaari toimport their loohio, and the number of peasants should decrease as a result.Well, machines could be built to do many kinds of jobs that peasants do dothem better and faster.And gentry could find employment tending the machinesthat would make the machines.Perhaps operating the machines themselves."He shrugged, shoulders and hands."Of course, these things can't be workedout overnight.But then, the population of working-age peasants would not godown overnight, either.Loohio would be no problem no practical problem.Certainly much less a problem than those it would relieve."Among the demanding hands, the Kalif then recognized that of Elder DosuSutaravaalu, Archdeacon of Ananporu and Leader of the Assembly of Elders.Anold man, nearly ninety, he arose without effort, though with a certain care.He bowed first to the Kalif, then slightly to Lord Fakoda."Your Reverence, we have heard from men here who have been blessed by Karghabove other men.We have heard about 'practical considerations.' " He said thetwo words as if they were distasteful.Then he bobbed a slight bow toward LordAgros."The morals of peasants have even been mentioned."But none of these have meaning except as they fit within the prescriptionsand proscriptions of The Prophet.And The Prophet truly said, 'Be fruitful.'Page 76 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html"It is not ours to judge his words and say that they still hold or do nothold.He said them.They are ours to obey.As for the number of people Theproblem is not the number of people.The problems are sufficient jobs,sufficient food.And it is our duty to solve them.But to solve them withinthe limits demanded by Kargh and written down for us by His Prophet."* * *After a little, it was agreed to shelve, for the present, the question ofapproval for the exportation of loohio.Lord Roonoa felt comfortable withthis.Opposition had not been as vehement as he'd expected, and some year soonhe might be willing to push things to a vote.When the prognosis was suitable.The Kalif too was pleased with the session.Lords Rothka and Ilthka had beendiscouraged more easily than he'd expected.And Rothka's challenge made clearthat there was a leak in his council; very probably Thoga.Meanwhile, ofcourse, his marital plans would now leak to the public at large.Well, letthem get a look at Tain.The public would approve, it seemed to him.Beyond that, the discussions of Roonoa's proposal had shown him a possiblefulcrum to gain support for an invasion.And accomplish other things; maybeeven approval for the limited sale of loohio in areas of serious foodshortages.He'd have to sort out the dynamics of the situation see what thepotentials were, the possibilities and cross-purposes.During the discussion, another question had occurred to him.About SUMBAA.The giant artificial intelligence held virtually all the significant datathere was, and supposedly had an unparalleled capacity to segregate,correlate, analyze, and integrate those data.And to create with them, atleast within limits.So why hadn't SUMBAA solved the problems of jobs and food?He could understandwhy it hadn't solved the question of population: religion was involved.Butthe others?Surely it had been asked.Or had it? People didn't seem to wonder aboutSUMBAA, or even think much about it.It had been around for so long, doingwhat it did without consulting anyone.And really, apparently, without beingmuch consulted by them except for the enormous volume of more or less routinebureaucratic needs.Why? Why hadn't SUMBAA volunteered solutions? Could it be that, with theburden of routine, SUMBAA didn't have enough capacity left over? Somehow hedidn't think that was it.Perhaps solutions didn't lie in the analysis ofdata.Perhaps they required some ability SUMBAA didn't have.Sometime soon, he told himself, he'd go to the House of SUMBAA and discussthese things with him.With it.Tomorrow.Seven and Eightdays made up theweekend, and there'd be fewer demands on his time then.Twenty-oneAn Imperial Army captain stepped into Veen's office."You're ColonelThoglakaveera?" he asked.Veeri looked up from paperwork."That's right."The man thrust out a hand to him, and he shook it."My name is AliviiSimnasaveesi.I understand you were with the Klestronu marines in the alienempire."Page 77 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlVeeri's mood shifted cautiously from boredom to tentative interest; hewondered if this man knew anything else about him."That's true," he said."I'm with Headquarters Regiment of the Capital Division.A friend of mine,Major Tagurt Meksorfi, is giving a party at his town place in the outskirts."The captain paused to see what Veeri's reaction might be to the major's gentryname.When nothing showed, he continued."He gives one almost every Sevendayevening, for a dozen or two officers and occasionally a guest.He'd heardthere was a Klestronu colonel here who'd been in the fighting, and asked me toinvite you.Interested?"It didn't even occur to Veeri to decline.* * *For nearly fifteen centuries there'd been no distinction in law between a"Greater" and a "lesser" nobility.The formal categories had been erased whenthe empire had become the Kalifate, part of an agreement that had gained KalifYeezhur the military backing of the lesser nobility.Backing that made him thefirst emperor Kalif.But in fact the distinction remained, a distinction based mainly now onwealth and tradition.And while the senior male in every noble family, Greateror lesser, held a vote, members of only certain families were eligible toserve in the Diet.Most of the old Great Families were still so regarded, even those whoseearlier wealth had declined somewhat.Their extensive plantations gave themthe potential to recoup, meanwhile living like true aristocrats.Occasionallyof course, one of them would be disgraced and lose its status, or simply dieout.The Great Families had been joined from time to time, almost surreptitiously,by one and another family of the lesser nobility who'd become especially richand influential.The Greater Nobles might then begin treating them like one oftheir own.An example was the Lamatahasu family, of which Lord Fakoda waspresently the head.The military, however,truly recognized no distinction, either in the imperialservices or in those of the individual worlds.A son of the poorest noblefamily, perhaps with only a confectioner's shop to support it, could become ageneral if he had the necessary skills.In fact, the sons of lesser familiesmade up a sizeable majority of the officer corps, from top to bottom, in everybranch, even the navy.Thus, in the armed forces, if a Greater Noble wasprejudiced against the lesser nobility, he'd do well to keep it to himself [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.But from a purely practical view,a purely practical view you understand if we should allow the Maolaari toimport their loohio, and the number of peasants should decrease as a result.Well, machines could be built to do many kinds of jobs that peasants do dothem better and faster.And gentry could find employment tending the machinesthat would make the machines.Perhaps operating the machines themselves."He shrugged, shoulders and hands."Of course, these things can't be workedout overnight.But then, the population of working-age peasants would not godown overnight, either.Loohio would be no problem no practical problem.Certainly much less a problem than those it would relieve."Among the demanding hands, the Kalif then recognized that of Elder DosuSutaravaalu, Archdeacon of Ananporu and Leader of the Assembly of Elders.Anold man, nearly ninety, he arose without effort, though with a certain care.He bowed first to the Kalif, then slightly to Lord Fakoda."Your Reverence, we have heard from men here who have been blessed by Karghabove other men.We have heard about 'practical considerations.' " He said thetwo words as if they were distasteful.Then he bobbed a slight bow toward LordAgros."The morals of peasants have even been mentioned."But none of these have meaning except as they fit within the prescriptionsand proscriptions of The Prophet.And The Prophet truly said, 'Be fruitful.'Page 76 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html"It is not ours to judge his words and say that they still hold or do nothold.He said them.They are ours to obey.As for the number of people Theproblem is not the number of people.The problems are sufficient jobs,sufficient food.And it is our duty to solve them.But to solve them withinthe limits demanded by Kargh and written down for us by His Prophet."* * *After a little, it was agreed to shelve, for the present, the question ofapproval for the exportation of loohio.Lord Roonoa felt comfortable withthis.Opposition had not been as vehement as he'd expected, and some year soonhe might be willing to push things to a vote.When the prognosis was suitable.The Kalif too was pleased with the session.Lords Rothka and Ilthka had beendiscouraged more easily than he'd expected.And Rothka's challenge made clearthat there was a leak in his council; very probably Thoga.Meanwhile, ofcourse, his marital plans would now leak to the public at large.Well, letthem get a look at Tain.The public would approve, it seemed to him.Beyond that, the discussions of Roonoa's proposal had shown him a possiblefulcrum to gain support for an invasion.And accomplish other things; maybeeven approval for the limited sale of loohio in areas of serious foodshortages.He'd have to sort out the dynamics of the situation see what thepotentials were, the possibilities and cross-purposes.During the discussion, another question had occurred to him.About SUMBAA.The giant artificial intelligence held virtually all the significant datathere was, and supposedly had an unparalleled capacity to segregate,correlate, analyze, and integrate those data.And to create with them, atleast within limits.So why hadn't SUMBAA solved the problems of jobs and food?He could understandwhy it hadn't solved the question of population: religion was involved.Butthe others?Surely it had been asked.Or had it? People didn't seem to wonder aboutSUMBAA, or even think much about it.It had been around for so long, doingwhat it did without consulting anyone.And really, apparently, without beingmuch consulted by them except for the enormous volume of more or less routinebureaucratic needs.Why? Why hadn't SUMBAA volunteered solutions? Could it be that, with theburden of routine, SUMBAA didn't have enough capacity left over? Somehow hedidn't think that was it.Perhaps solutions didn't lie in the analysis ofdata.Perhaps they required some ability SUMBAA didn't have.Sometime soon, he told himself, he'd go to the House of SUMBAA and discussthese things with him.With it.Tomorrow.Seven and Eightdays made up theweekend, and there'd be fewer demands on his time then.Twenty-oneAn Imperial Army captain stepped into Veen's office."You're ColonelThoglakaveera?" he asked.Veeri looked up from paperwork."That's right."The man thrust out a hand to him, and he shook it."My name is AliviiSimnasaveesi.I understand you were with the Klestronu marines in the alienempire."Page 77 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlVeeri's mood shifted cautiously from boredom to tentative interest; hewondered if this man knew anything else about him."That's true," he said."I'm with Headquarters Regiment of the Capital Division.A friend of mine,Major Tagurt Meksorfi, is giving a party at his town place in the outskirts."The captain paused to see what Veeri's reaction might be to the major's gentryname.When nothing showed, he continued."He gives one almost every Sevendayevening, for a dozen or two officers and occasionally a guest.He'd heardthere was a Klestronu colonel here who'd been in the fighting, and asked me toinvite you.Interested?"It didn't even occur to Veeri to decline.* * *For nearly fifteen centuries there'd been no distinction in law between a"Greater" and a "lesser" nobility.The formal categories had been erased whenthe empire had become the Kalifate, part of an agreement that had gained KalifYeezhur the military backing of the lesser nobility.Backing that made him thefirst emperor Kalif.But in fact the distinction remained, a distinction based mainly now onwealth and tradition.And while the senior male in every noble family, Greateror lesser, held a vote, members of only certain families were eligible toserve in the Diet.Most of the old Great Families were still so regarded, even those whoseearlier wealth had declined somewhat.Their extensive plantations gave themthe potential to recoup, meanwhile living like true aristocrats.Occasionallyof course, one of them would be disgraced and lose its status, or simply dieout.The Great Families had been joined from time to time, almost surreptitiously,by one and another family of the lesser nobility who'd become especially richand influential.The Greater Nobles might then begin treating them like one oftheir own.An example was the Lamatahasu family, of which Lord Fakoda waspresently the head.The military, however,truly recognized no distinction, either in the imperialservices or in those of the individual worlds.A son of the poorest noblefamily, perhaps with only a confectioner's shop to support it, could become ageneral if he had the necessary skills.In fact, the sons of lesser familiesmade up a sizeable majority of the officer corps, from top to bottom, in everybranch, even the navy.Thus, in the armed forces, if a Greater Noble wasprejudiced against the lesser nobility, he'd do well to keep it to himself [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]