Robert Heinlein - Sixth Column
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"How did he take it?"
"I gathered that he thought it was very sound doctrine -- for slaves. He asked me what my church did besides holding services, and I told him that our principal desire is to minister to the poor and sick. He seemed pleased at that. I have an impression that our gracious overlords are finding relief a very serious problem."
"Relief? Do they give any relief?"
"Not exactly. But if you load prisoners into concentration camps you have to feed them something. The internal economy has largely broken down and they haven't got it straightened out yet. I think they would welcome a movement which would relieve them from worrying too much over how to feed the slaves. "
"H-m-m-m. Anything else?"
"Nothing much. I assured him again that we, as spiritual leaders, were forbidden by our doctrines to have anything to do with politics, and he told me that we would not be molested in the future. Then he dismissed me. I repeated my benediction, turned my back on him, and stomped out."
"It seems to me," said Ardmore, "that you pretty thoroughly sold him a bill of goods."
"I wouldn't be too sure, Chief. That old scoundrel is shrewd and Machiavellian. I shouldn't call him a scoundrel,
because he's not by his standards. He's a statesman. I've got to admit he impressed me. Look -- these PanAsians can't be stupid; they've conquered and held half a world, hundreds of millions of people. If they tolerate local
religions, it's because they have found it to be smart politics. We've got to keep them thinking so in our case, in
the face of smart and experienced administrators."
"No doubt you're right. We certainly must be careful not to underestimate them."
"I hadn't quite finished. Another escort picked me up on the way out of the palace and stayed with me. I walked along, paying no attention to them. My route out of town took me through the central market. There were hundreds of whites there, lined up in queues, waiting for a chance to buy food on their ration cards. I got an idea and decided to find out just how far my immunity extended. I stopped and climbed up on a box and started to preach to them."
Ardmore whistled. "Cripes, Jeff, you shouldn't have taken a chance like that!"
"But, Major, we needed to know, and I was fairly certain that the worst that could happen would be that they would make me stop."
"Well ... yes, I suppose so. Anyhow the job requires that we take chances and you have to use your own judgment. Boldness may be the safest policy. Sorry I spoke -- what happened?"
"My escort seemed dumbfounded at first, and not certain what to do. I went right ahead, watching them out of the corner of my eye. Pretty soon they were joined by a chappie who seemed to be senior to them. They held a confab, and the senior cop went away. He came back in about five minutes, and just stood there, watching me. I gathered that he had phoned in and had received instructions to let me alone. "
"How did the crowd take it?"
"I think they were most impressed by the apparent fact that a white man was breaking one of the rules of the overlords and getting away with it. I didn't try to tell them much. I took as my text, The Disciple is coming!' and embroidered it with a lot of glittering generalities. I told them to be good boys and girls and not to be afraid, for the Disciple was coming to feed the hungry and heal the sick and console the bereaved."
"H-m-m-m. Now that you've started making promises, we had better get set to deliver."
"I was coming to that. Chief, I think that we had better set up a branch church in Denver right away."
"We've hardly got the personnel yet to start branching out."
"Are you sure? I don't like to set my opinion up against yours, but I don't see how we can gain many recruits unless we go where the recruits are. They're all set for it now; you may be sure that every white man in Denver is talking about the old beezer in the halo -- in a halo, mind you! -- who preached in the market place and the Asiatics didn't dare stop him. We'll pack 'em in!"
"Well ... maybe you're right --"
I think I am. Admitting that you can't spare the regular personnel from the Citadel, here's how we can work it; I'll go down to the city with Alec, locate a building that we can turn into a temple and start holding services. We can get along with the power units in the staffs at first, and Scheer can follow along and rebuild the interior of the temple and set up a proper unit in the altar. Once things are rolling I can turn the routine over to Alec. He'll be the local priest for Denver."
The others had drifted in one by one while Ardmore and Thomas were talking. Ardmore turned now to Alec Howe.
"How about it, Alec? Do you think you can make a noise like a priest, preach 'em sermons, organize charities, and that sort of thing?"
The mountain guide was slow to answer. "I think, Major, that I would rather stay on the job I have now. "
"It won't be so hard," Ardmore reassured him. "Thomas or I can write your sermons for you. The rest of it would consist largely in keeping your mouth shut and your eyes open, and in shooing likely prospects up here to be enlisted."
"It's not the sermons, Major. I can preach a sermon -- I used to be a lay preacher in my youth. It's just that I can't reconcile this false religion with my conscience. I know you are working toward a worthy purpose and I've agreed to serve, but I'd rather stay in the kitchen."
Ardmore considered his words before replying. "Alec," he said at length, in a grave voice, "I think I can appreciate your viewpoint. I wouldn't want to ask any man to do anything against his own conscience. As a matter of fact, we would not have adopted the cloak of a religion had we seen any other practical way to fight for the United States. Does your faith forbid you to fight for your country?"
"No, it does not."
"Most of your work as a priest of this church would be to help the helpless. Doesn't that fit into your creed?"
"Naturally it does. That is exactly why I cannot do it in the name of a false God."
"But is it a false God? Do you believe that God cares very much what name you call Him as long as the work you perform is acceptable to Him? Now mind you," he added hastily, "I don't say that this so-called temple we have erected here is necessarily a House of the Lord, but isn't the worship of God a matter of how you feel in your heart rather than the verbal forms and the ceremonials used?"
"That's true, Major, every word you've said is gospel -- but I just don't feel right about it."
Ardmore could see that Calhoun had been listening to this discussion with poorly concealed impatience. He decided to terminate it. "Alec, I want you to go now and think this over by yourself. Come see me tomorrow. If you can't reconcile this work to your conscience, I'll give you an unprejudiced discharge as a conscientious objector. It won't even be necessary for you to serve in the kitchen."
"I wouldn't want to go that far, Major. It seems to me --"
"No, really. If one is wrong, so is the other. I don't want to be responsible for requiring a man to do anything that might be a sin against his faith. Now you get along and think about it."
Ardmore hustled him out without giving him a chance to talk further.
Calhoun could contain himself no longer. "Well, really, Major, I must say! Is it your policy to compromise with superstition in the face of military necessity?"
"No, Colonel, it is not -- but that superstition, as you call it, is in this case a military fact. Howe's case is the first example of something we are going to have to deal with -- the attitude of the orthodox religions to the one we have trumped up."
"Maybe," suggested Wilkie, "we should have imitated the more usual religions."
"Perhaps. Perhaps. I thought of that, but somehow I couldn't see it. I can't picture one of us standing up and pretending to be a minister, say, of one of the regular protestant churches. I'm not much of a churchgoer, but I didn't think I could stomach it. Maybe when it comes right down to it, I'm bothered by the same thing that bothers Howe. But we've got to deal with it. We've got to consider the attitude of the other churches. We mustn't tread on their toes in any way we can help."
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