Robert Heinlein - The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress

"But don't you have official records? Here in Kaintucky we have records that go back hundreds of years."

"Madam, we haven't lived there that long."

"Yes, but-- Well, Luna City must have a city clerk. Perhaps you call him 'county recorder.' The official who keeps track of such things. Deeds and so forth."

I said. "Don't think so, madam. Some bookies do notary work, witnessing chops on contracts, keeping records of them. Is for people who don't read and write and can't keep own records. But never heard of one asked to keep record of marriage. Not saying couldn't happen. But haven't heard."

"How delightfully informal! Then this other rumor, about how simple it is to get a divorce on the Moon. I daresay that's true, too?"

"No, madam, wouldn't say divorce is simple. Too much to untangle. Mmm... take a simple example, one lady and say she has two husbands--"

"Two?"

"Might have more, might have just one. Or might be complex marriage. But let's take one lady and two men as typical. She decides to divorce one. Say it's friendly, with other husband agreeing and one she is getting rid of not making fuss. Not that it would do him any good. Okay, she divorces him; he leaves. Still leaves endless things. Men might be business partners, co-husbands often are. Divorce may break up partnership. Money matters to settle. This three may own cubic together, and while will be in her name, ex-husband probably has cash coming or rent. And almost always are children to consider, support and so forth. Many things. No, madam, divorce is never simple. Can divorce him in ten seconds but may take ten years to straighten out loose ends. Isn't it much that way here?"

"Uh... just fuhget ah evah asked the question, Cunn'l; it may be simpluh hyuh." (She did talk that way but was understandable once I got program. Won't spell it again.) "But if that is a simple marriage, what is a 'complex' one?"

Found self explaining polyandries, clans, groups, lines, and less common patterns considered vulgar by conservative people such as my own family--deal my mother set up, say, after she ticked off my old man, though didn't describe that one; Mother was always too extreme.

Woman said, "You have me confused. What is the difference between a line and a clan?"

Are quite different. Take own case. I have honor to be member of one of oldest line marriages in Luna--and, in my prejudiced opinion, best. You asked about divorce. Our family has never had one and would bet long odds never will. A line marriage increases in stability year after year, gains practice in art of getting along together, until notion of anybody leaving is unthinkable. Besides, takes unanimous decision of all wives to divorce a husband--could never happen. Senior wife would never let it get that far."

Went on describing advantages--financial security, fine home life it gives children, fact that death of a spouse, while tragic, could never be tragedy it was in a temporary family, especially for children--children simply could not be orphaned. Suppose I waxed too enthusiastic--but my family is most important thing in my life. Without them I'm just one-armed mechanic who could be eliminated without causing a draft.

"Here's why is stable," I said. "Take my youngest wife, sixteen. Likely be in her eighties before is senior wife. Doesn't mean all wives senior to her will die by then; unlikely in Luna, females seem to be immortal. But may all opt out of family management by then; by our family traditions they usually do, without younger wives putting pressure on them. So Ludmilla--"

"Ludmilla?"

"Russki name. From fairy tale. Milla will have over fifty years of good example before has to carry burden. She's sensible to start with, not likely to make mistakes and if did, has other wives to steady her. Self-correcting, like a machine with proper negative feedback. A good line marriage is immortal; expect mine to outlast me at least a thousand years--and is why shan't mind dying when time comes; best part of me will go on living."

Prof was being wheeled out; he had them stop stretcher cart and listened. I turned to him. "Professor," I said, "you know my family. Would mind telling this lady why it's a happy family? If you think so."

"It is," agreed Prof. "However, I would rather make a more general remark. Dear madam, I gather that you find our Lunar marriage customs somewhat exotic."

"Oh, I wouldn't go that far!" she said hastily. "Just somewhat unusual."

"They arise, as marriage customs always do, from economic necessities of the circumstances--and our circumstances are very different from those here on Earth. Take the line type of marriage which my colleague has been praising...nd justifiably, I assure you, despite his personal bias--I am a bachelor and have no bias. Line marriage is the strongest possible device for conserving capital and insuring the welfare of children--the two basic societal functions for marriage everywhere--in an enviroment in which there is no security, neither for capital nor for children, other than that devised by individuals. Somehow human beings always cope with their environments. Line marriage is a remarkably successful invention to that end. All other Lunar forms of marriage serve that same purpose, though not as well."

He said goodnight and left. I had with me--always!--a picture of my family, newest one, our wedding with Wyoming. Brides are at their prettiest and Wyoh was radiant--and rest of us looked handsome and happy, with Grandpaw tall and proud and not showing failing faculties.

But was disappointed; they looked at it oddly. But man --Mathews, name was--said, "Can you spare this picture, Colonel?"

Winced. "Only copy I have. And a long way from home."

"For a moment, I mean. Let me have it photographed. Right here, it need never leave your hands,"

"Oh. Oh, certainly!" Not a good picture of me but is face I have, and did Wyoh justice and they just don't come prettier than Lenore.

So he photographed it and next morning they did come right into our hotel suite and woke me before time and did arrest and take me away wheel chair and all and did lock me in a cell with bars! For bigamy. For polygamy. For open immorality and publicly inciting others to same.

Was glad Mum couldn't see.

Took Stu all day to get case transferred to an F.N. court and dismissed. His lawyers asked to have it tossed out on "diplomatic immunity" but F.N. judges did not fall into trap, merely noted that alleged offenses had taken place outside jurisdiction of lower court, except alleged "inciting" concerning which they found insufficient evidence. Aren't any F.N. laws covering marriage; can't be--just a rule about each nation required to give "full faith and credence" to marriage customs of other member nations.

Out of those eleven billion people perhaps seven billion lived where polygamy is legal, and Stu's opinion manipulators played up "persecution"; it gained us sympathy from people who otherwise would never have heard of us--even gained it in North America and other places where polygamy is not legal, from people who believe in "live and let live." All good, because always problem was to be noticed. To most of those bee-swarm billions Luna was nothing; our rebellion hadn't been noticed.

Stu's operators had gone to much thought to plan setup to get me arrested. Was not told until weeks later after time to cool off and see benefits. Took a stupid judge, a dishonest sheriff, and barbaric local prejudice which I triggered with that sweet picture, for Stu admitted later that range of color in Davis family was what got judge angry enough to be foolish even beyond native talent for nonsense.

My one consolation, that Mum could not see my disgrace, turned out mistaken; pictures, taken through bars and showing grim face, were in every Luna paper, and write-ups used nastiest Earthside stories, not larger number that deplored injustice. But should have had more faith in Mimi; she wasn't ashamed, simply wanted to go Earthside and rip some people to pieces.