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Learning how to govern

In our old lives before we were captured, we were tribal and were ruled under a chief. That chief was the strongest. Almost every time, the strongest was never the brightest. That is how a lot of us were captured.

Even under a brute, there had to be certain things recorded. There was always someone there that was a learned person, a shaman and a fool. The first two are self explanatory. The third however, the fool, was to try to keep the chief happy by entertaining him. There was frequent turnover in that job. So much so that tribe members were drafted. You see, life expectancy for a fool is short. One unhappy look from the chief meant that they were tossing out a dead body.

This system left little time for any thought of planning. Any sort of problem solving. Do as the chief says or die. Most chiefs were only interested in one thing, themselves.

In our new life as freed slaves, here was only one thought. Slave owner or chief, what was the difference? Both, we lived under oppression. What we needed was a governing body. Not a single person. We set it up so that there were area members from all sections. Those settled small disputes between people. If it was larger it went to the governing body of ten.

Local and governing body were a one time office. A term of four years and that Is it. This way no one becomes a career member. For the governing body of ten, every two years half would be up for elections. This way the new would have the old to help.

Being a peaceful community that is comprised of people, there always are the squabbles. It is very rare cases that actual battles other than words erupt.

Most are just nerves and misunderstandings that a calm talk will solve.

The governing body of ten are there to guide us to our next step.

For instance, we needed to make the shell of the ship we liberated from those unfortunate slavers that mistakenly landed on our planet. The governing body had discussed the probability of this happening and decided that the insides would be handled but the shell would require large pieces of metal.

Upon consulting with the books left to us they found our about rolling metals into sheets. They had the plans drawn and the machinery made. We were using it to make metal safety bunkers for just such occasions.

When a slaver showed up the general population would go underground and be behind large thick metal doors that were deeply anchored into the bedrock walls. We planned to be quick on the offensive so a barrier only needed to hold for a day.

This rolling machine was able to make smaller panels that were used to make the shell. As we gained the original ship, we were able to gain the power and equipment to weld the shells air tight.

All this because of the foresight of the governing body.

There may come a time when we may need a single spokesperson for the world but until then we are okay. The ten always make sure that they discuss that. There is a thought that maybe we can convince other worlds to join in a peace council of planets. A sort of mutual cooperation with non-slavery worlds. Then a single voice would be needed but they would be the mouth of the governing body.