‘Still, no verification system is perfect,’ said Justice Gioberti.
‘That’s where the space forts came in,’ said Seabird. ‘Orbiting platforms armed with charged-particle beams that could kill enemy missiles during the boost phase. Einstein VI encouraged the nuclear powers to pursue this technology, along with unarmed interceptor-rockets and ground-based laser defenses.’
‘America would have taken the lead here, as I recall,’ said Aquinas.
‘When the Soviet space forts proved unreliable, we saw no alternative but to ship them a few of our prototypes.’
‘Let me get this straight,’ said Justice Gioberti. ‘You gave this technology to the Soviets?’
‘As you might imagine, your Honors, it’s frightfully de-stabilizing for only one nuclear power to be building effective ballistic missile defenses.’
‘Do space forts render civilian populations invulnerable?’ Aquinas asked.
‘In an all-out attack, many cities would still have been lost. The forts were essentially a hedge against cheating.’
‘So space-based defenses make little sense in the absence of disarmament?’
‘Without Einstein VI, it’s a fair guess – I’m certain of it really, when I look at history – a fair guess that the space forts would have carried the traditional arms race into whole new realms of psychosis.’ Seabird indicated the frozen missiles piled up before the bench. ‘The nuclear powers would have sought to overwhelm each other’s forts with huge offensive deployments.’
‘Were there any other hedges against cheating?’
‘The treaty allowed its signers to build fallout shelters to a fare-thee-well, and even to adopt those weird crisis relocation schemes – you know, where they take everybody out into the country? It also permitted extensive modernization of conventional forces in Europe. After all, this was the real world we were talking about.’
George wondered exactly how Bonenfant was going to rip apart Einstein VI. Why would Bonenfant want to rip apart Einstein VI? asked his spermatids. To help our case, he replied.
‘It must have been a great day when this agreement went into effect,’ said Aquinas.
‘Two intermediate-range missiles kicked off the regime,’ said Seabird. ‘The UN brought them here to Antarctica. I watched the whole thing on television. My family and me, my grandchildren. I’ll never forget. Who could forget? High noon, Greenwich Mean Time. Ross Island, Antarctica. The ceremony began with a team of scientists removing the fissionable material from the warheads and turning it over to the Nuclear Regulatory Commission, which later diluted it with uranium-238 and burned it up in a Brazilian nuclear power plant.’
‘So the missiles were now disarmed…’
‘An American MacArthur III and a Soviet SS-90. The Army Corps of Engineers carried them to the top of the Mount Erebus volcano and suspended them on chains. And then all these teenagers, about a dozen high-school students from different countries, they started cranking the windlass and lowering the missiles into the crater. First the one with the American flag on its side – the kids melted it. Then the one with the hammer and sickle—’
As when a shower rushes on an unsuspecting picnic, Victor Seabird began suddenly to cry. His sobs echoed off the slick white walls of the Ice Palace. Aquinas comforted the negotiator with an unembarrassed hand on his shoulder.
‘These are painful memories,’ said the prosecutor.
‘A few minutes later the celebrations started.’ Seabird removed tears from his cheeks with little flicks of his index finger. ‘It was like… I don’t know. Like when your team wins the World Series on a ninth-inning homer or something.’ The witness’s voice became a rasp as he described how people celebrated Einstein VI – how they honked their car horns, blew factory whistles, drank toasts, closed schools, took the afternoon off, observed moments of silence, threw parties, went to church, smiled at strangers… ‘Stevie went marching around the house. He was three. He had this little American flag. “Granddaddy got rid of the bombs!” he kept shouting. “Granddaddy got—”’ Despair jammed the negotiator’s throat.
The silence was long and thick. George’s bullet wound throbbed. All he could imagine was Holly marching through Victor Seabird’s house, waving the Stars and Stripes. He saw her doing a silly dance with Stevie.
We’re sunk, aren’t we? his spermatids asked. Not if a vulture expert shows up, he replied.
Slowly, grandly, Aquinas said, ‘No further questions.’
And then it came. The applause. It shook the gallery and laid siege to the glass booth. Overwhite pushed his gloved hands against his ears. When the tumult finally subsided, Justice Jefferson invited Bonenfant to cross-examine.
‘There are all kinds of problems with that abolition proposal,’ said Overwhite, lowering his hands.
‘If Bonenfant is any good, he’ll eat it for breakfast,’ said Wengernook.
‘Remember when they tried to get rid of booze in the twenties?’ said Brat. ‘A disaster.’
George admitted to his spermatids that he was very confused.
‘Mr Seabird,’ said Bonenfant, closing for combat, ‘I fail to see any ultimate merit in your Einstein VI treaty. Like all such utopian schemes, it depended on trusting a country that had lied about its missile installations in Cuba, had shot down a defenseless Korean airliner… the list is endless.’
‘Well, the pre-abolition world entailed quite a bit of trust, too, don’t you think?’ said Seabird. ‘Every day, those defendants over there trusted the Soviets not to try a preemptive strike. They trusted them to construct failsafe launch-control devices… Utopian? Well, I wouldn’t call it that, not when you consider all the renegotiating we did. We had a Standing Consultative Commission on Einstein VI Violations, and I don’t think a week went by without a squawk from one side or the other.’
‘So you admit that the whole thing would have eventually broken down?’
‘We believed that the worst possible situation was the one that had existed – fifty thousand bombs held in check by terror and luck. Vice President Mother Mary Catherine had convinced us that nuclear arsenals were the great evil of the twentieth century, just as slavery had been the great evil of the nineteenth century. The weapons had to be banished.’
‘Sheer fantasy. People would always know how to create nuclear arms.’
‘People would always know how to create slaves, too.’
‘Russia was a huge country. What if the Soviets had squirreled away a few hundred bombs before Einstein VI was signed? Suppose they secretly developed a delivery system capable of penetrating your space forts? They could have demolished America with a bolt from the blue.’
‘Yes, but they would have assumed appalling risks.’
‘I don’t see any risks.’
‘Under Einstein VI, deterrence remained in effect.’
Bonenfant made a great show of stifling a grin. ‘Deterrence? Without weapons?’
Deterrence? thought George. Without weapons?
‘Yes. That’s what we called it, in fact. Weaponless deterrence.’
‘Now we’ve really gone through the looking glass.’
‘It’s like this. One day we said, “Isn’t there a significant difference between a nation that has never been a nuclear power and a nation that was once a nuclear power and is now disarmed?” And we answered, “Yes, there is. The second nation still has a deterrent. The deterrent is the capacity to rearm.”’
Deep ruts appeared in Justice Jefferson’s brow. ‘That sounds like a pretty flimsy deterrent to us, Mr Seabird.’
‘Not really a deterrent at all,’ said Justice Yoshinobu.
The witness raised his hands in a braking gesture. ‘Under Einstein VI every side maintained hardened, well-defended factories for the purpose of building new arsenals should an adversary be caught cheating. If I remember right, a typical lead time was four weeks to the production of eighty warheads plus cruise missiles to deliver them.’