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TreatyThe Treaty of Saint Michael, so named because it was signed on top of the Archangel's tomb*, is the one piece of international law still standing and contains the things that the remaining world powers could agree on. It is written in Hebrew, English, Russian, Chinese, Spanish and Esperanto using only each language's 2000 most common words, and contains a few diagrams for clarity. In theory, all laws are subordinate to the Treaty; in practice, local communities tend to stick to what the local authority decides (or decide to stick it to the local authority). Extraterritorial areas are exempt to some degree, for example CATS technically has legal authority to execute anyone at Ground Minus One for reasonable suspicion of intending to disable the containment system. Among its provisions are:
A few amendments were added in later solar orbits, mostly to protect the rights of people whose imago had wrongly been declared "no longer human" by local authorities. Notably, the Eden royalties were extended from "20 years after the Rapture" to "20 years after the Snare". The lack of an explicit mention of freedom of worship is intentional; after all that happened, it's generally presumed to be implicit within the freedom of association, but coming to an explicit "yes" or "no" agreement was impossible. .*: Technically, it was on top an M104 deployable bridge, it just so happens that someone built a nice wooden skirt around it and the conference table was put on top of it because it was the least muddy outdoor flat surface available. Saint Michael was flying back up from the Lake of Fire after delivering Lucifer therein, but fell back in due to said deployable bridge being dropped on his head. He has not resurfaced, so he's presumed either dead or in Hell. .**: This article was extremely contentious, given that the initial positions ranged from "Free Jesus and allow Him to be the judge" to "Let's just build a Helljar around Him and turn off the heat when He confesses", but an agreement was reached once the resident parlamentarian declared that no food or water would be served, and delegates could only leave the conference floor through the nearby dark zone. When a delegate protested this to be unfair, the parlamentarian noted that the rules applied to the parlamentarian as well, and concluded with "I'm not stuck up here with you. You're stuck up here with me!" .***: This means that the orphanage technically also owns Neverland-alike liminalities, a provision which to date has come into consideration twice. The Ormond Street orphanage has been advertising for a trial-by-combat expert to be kept on retainer, pro bono of course. |