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Posted: 14 Mar 2018 22:56
by distrans
the monopoly their allowed shows they dismiss its actual power over the imperal scheme of state of things dune imcorperates

what business of the guild to afforded house corino
what business of the guild to afford house house attratides

what business of the guild to keep to keep we learn of their fear to themselves ages before Jessica bears a son...

Re: why?

Posted: 15 Mar 2018 15:12
by georgiedenbro
Could you rephrase that? This time I couldn't parse the question.

Re: why?

Posted: 16 Mar 2018 01:20
by distrans
my diction is hit and miss

I'm struggling to make sense of the outright power the spacing guild had and the limited implimention of it which we are shown

Re: why?

Posted: 16 Mar 2018 13:58
by georgiedenbro
The books seem to suggest that they have incredible power. They are one of the three powers in the 'tripod', and in that schema are equal just by themselves to the entire Landsraad and to the Emperor. The reason their presence in the first book seems small is because their objective is narrow stability and will only step in when things are going off the rails. They are not looking to start trouble, but rather to prevent it.

Re: why?

Posted: 16 Mar 2018 22:04
by Freakzilla
They also enforce the Great Convention. If you want to travel in space, you deal with the Guild and their rules.

Re: why?

Posted: 17 Mar 2018 01:59
by distrans
the price that was exacted from the baron to transport his assault fleet to arrakis has always seem to me to illustrate a profound control over the system that wasn't to benefit it economically

and how in often choam had meetings further bears this observation out

control took precidence to growth

what line am i forgetting which showed spices as a dimunitive aspect of choams balance sheet?

Re: why?

Posted: 17 Mar 2018 07:47
by Freakzilla
"CHOAM controls the spice," Paul said.
"And Arrakis with its spice is our avenue into CHOAM," the Duke said.
"There's more to CHOAM than melange."
"Did the Reverend Mother warn you?" Paul blurted. He clenched his fists,
feeling his palms slippery with perspiration. The effort it had taken to ask
that question.
"Hawat tells me she frightened you with warnings about Arrakis," the Duke
said. "Don't let a woman's fears cloud your mind. No woman wants her loved ones
endangered. The hand behind those warnings was your mother's. Take this as a
sign of her love for us."
"Does she know about the Fremen?"
"Yes, and about much more."
And the Duke thought: The truth could be worse than he imagines, but even
dangerous facts are valuable if you've been trained to deal with them. And
there's one place where nothing has been spared for my son -- dealing with
dangerous facts. This must be leavened, though; he is young.
"Few products escape the CHOAM touch," the Duke said. "Logs, donkeys,
horses, cows, lumber, dung, sharks, whale fur -- the most prosaic and the most
exotic . . . even our poor pundi rice from Caladan. Anything the Guild will
transport, the art forms of Ecaz, the machines of Richesse and Ix. But all fades
before melange. A handful of spice will buy a home on Tupile. It cannot be
manufactured, it must be mined on Arrakis. It is unique and it has true
geriatric properties."
"And now we control it?"
"To a certain degree. But the important thing is to consider all the Houses
that depend on CHOAM profits. And think of the enormous proportion of those
profits dependent upon a single product -- the spice. Imagine what would happen
if something should reduce spice production."
"Whoever had stockpiled melange could make a killing," Paul said. "Others
would be out in the cold."