‘The humble lichen you see on boulders or stonework back home can flourish in the most inhospitable environments. Lichen is a symbiosis between an alga and a fungus. We might regard that as an inspiring example of cooperation. On this boulder, on which we are temporarily stranded, we will also survive.
‘Remember that our survival is necessary for more than personal reasons, important though those are. We scientists are here to press forward with the Smudge Project, in which much finance and effort has been invested. A positive result will influence the way in which we comprehend our universe. For a successful outcome, here too we need unity and what we used to call good old team work…’
Heartened by Hawkwood’s support, I went on to say, ‘In our misfortune we can see great good fortune. We are in a position to try something new, revolutionary. We have here a population equivalent to that of ancient Athens in numbers – and in intellect about equal – and in knowledge much greater. We are therefore ideally placed to establish a small republic for ourselves, banning those elements of existence we dislike, as far as that is possible, and enshrining the good in a constitution upon which all can agree. That way we can flourish. Otherwise, we fall into chaos. Chaos or new order? Let’s talk about it.’
As I spoke, I heard murmurs of dissent from the audience. Among the visiting YEAs were many who cared nothing for the Smudge Project and regarded Hawkwood as a career man.
A Jamaican TV star, by name Vance Alysha, one of the YEAs, spoke for many when he rose and said, ‘This Smudge Project is typical of the way science has become the tool of the rich. It’s all abstract nowadays. There was a time when scientific, or let’s say technological, advance brought the poor many advantages. It made life easier -you know, motorbikes, motor cars, refrigerators, radio, of course, and the television. All that was practical, and benefited the poor all over the world. Now it’s all abstract, and increases the gulf between rich and poor – certainly in the Caribbean, where I come from. Life becomes harder all the time for our people.’
There were murmurs of approval from the hall. Dreiser asked, ‘Is it an abstraction that such ills as cancer and Alzheimer’s disease are now curable? We cannot predict exactly what the Smudge will bring, but certainly we would not be here on Mars without investment in the research.’
At this point a young dark-eyed woman stood up and said, in clear tones, ‘Some may view our being stranded here as a misfortune. They should think again. I would like to point out that our being here, living in the first community away from Earth and Luna, comes as the end result of many kinds of science and knowledge accumulated throughout the centuries – science both abstract and practical.
‘We’re fooling ourselves if we don’t grasp this opportunity to learn new things.’
As she sat down, Hawkwood leaned forward and asked her what sort of things she imagined we should learn.
She stood up again. ‘Consciousness. Our faulty consciousness. How does it come about? Is it affected perhaps by magneto-gravitic forces? In the lighter gravity of Mars, will our consciousness improve, enlarge? I don’t know.’ She gave an apologetic laugh. ‘You’re the scientist, Dr. Hawkwood, not I.’ She sat down, looking abashed at having spoken out.
‘May I ask your name?’ This from Hawkwood.
‘Yes. My name is Kathi Skadmorr and I come from Hobart in Tasmania. I worked in Water Resources in Darwin for my community year.’
He nodded and gave me a significant look.
Assembled in the Hindenburg Hall were almost all the men, women, and children on the planet. Since there were insufficient chairs to seat everyone, boxes and benches were drawn up. When everyone was as comfortable as could be, the discussion proper began.
It was interrupted almost at once by a commotion from the rear door, and female cries for us to wait a minute.
In came three overalled women from Communications, bringing with them lights and video cameras.
The leader, Suung Saybin, showed herself to be a perceptive woman. She had thought of something that had not occurred to the rest of us. ‘Allow us to set up our equipment,’ she said. ‘This may prove an historic occasion, which must be recorded for others to study.’