She said, “How do you mean?”
Ronny lifted and dropped a shoulder. “Well, New Delos and its theocracy, for instance, and Shangri-La and Mother and some of the other planets with extremes in government of socio-economic system. I hadn't the vaguest idea about such places.”
She made a deprecating sound. “You should see Amazonia, or, for that matter, the Orwellian State.”
“Amazonia,” he said, “does that [pg 053] mean what it sounds like it does?”
She made her move and settled back in satisfaction. Her pawns were in such position that his bishops were both unusable. He'd tried to play a phalanx game in the early stages of her attack, but she'd broken through, rolling up his left flank after sacrificing a castle and a knight.
“Certainly does,” she said. “A fairly recently colonized planet. A few thousand feminists no men at all—moved onto it a few centuries ago. And it's still an out and out matriarchy.”
Ronny cleared his throat delicately. “Without men ... ah, how did they continue several centuries?”
Tog suppressed her amusement. “Artificial insemination, at first, so I understand. They brought their, ah, supply with them. But then there were boys among the first generation on the new planet and even the Amazonians weren't up to cold bloodedly butchering their children. So they merely enslaved them. Nice girls.”
Ronny stared at her. “You mean all men are automatically slaves on this planet?”
“That's right.”