The hitchhiker’s guide to the Galaxy has this to say about water rights.
In the vast expanse of the cosmos, one resource reigns supreme: water. Water rights have become the hottest topic among sentient species, from the scorching dunes of Platoine to the lush forests of Flatsol r. The Intergalactic Water Rights Council, a motley crew of bureaucrats and activists, had their work cut out for them.
Perhaps the biggest controversy that helped craft the rules for everyone was the conflict on 5he Planet Zog, home to the Zogtoads were water was abundant and free for all. Their amphibious nature made water rights a non-issue. But when the neighbouring Gorgons of Planet Mirth claimed ownership of Zog’s water supply, tensions bubbled up faster than a pot of Ghoulash stew.
The Council intervened, declaring that water couldn’t be owned by any one species. The Zogtoads rejoiced, splashing around in victory. The Gorgons, on the other hand, retreated to Mirth with their forked tails between their legs.
Meanwhile, the sand-dwelling Mawas of Platline faced a different dilemma. Water was as rare as a polite bug bladder beast, and controlling the scarce resource meant power. The Council introduced a new system: water credits. It worked like this: for every moisture farm on the planet, credits were distributed based on need. The Mawas, being the shrewd traders they are, soon turned water into a thriving marketplace.
In the swamps of Dah, the resident swamp creatures practiced a form of water communism. They shared the abundant water supply equally, ensuring harmony on the marshy planet. Water rights were a collective responsibility.
Over on the arid world of Noyu, it was a battle of wits and grit. Water was scarce, and any available supply was rationed by the water-hoarding Noyucrats. When a plucky band of rebels known as the “Sand Traders” rose up, the Noyucrats trembled. The Traders declared that water was a basic right for all, and they weren’t afraid to fling sand in the Noyocrats’ faces to prove it.
The Intergalactic Water Rights Council observed these events unfold, jotting down notes and quibbling over galactic water rights policy. In the end, They decided that there’s no one-size-fits-all solution and that each planet requires a tailored approach, much like finding the perfect towel. They closed the office and all went for a lovely holiday on the resort planet of Peth where they were all eaten by the Perth gator that just happened to escape captivity that morning.
All that remains is a rather annoying answering machine if you contact them.
please see: Water rights for each individual planet. It is important to note not all planetary systems have provided submissions. Many are still at war over this, and various other disagreements that make it difficult for our freelance editors to visit.
If you plan on visiting a new world, it is best to bring your own water in a container disguised as something less valuable or controversial.
