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The Space Hulk

            “Here is the setup,” began Leith Mauker. “I simply took a few
          threads from the fabric of the future, unraveled them and found the
          present. Just as good as a trail of breadcrumbs, I’d say. So it’s an
          easy entrée for the reader. Consider the time to be about thirty years
          from now.  The trends tell  us terrorism will  increase. Space  travel
          will continue apace, as corporations take over from cash-strapped
          governments.  Guantanamo  will  close,  but  the  prison-industrial
          complex  will  seek  new  revenue  streams.  As  before,  some  high-
          value,  high-profile  foreign  adversaries,  if  captured,  can  be  neither
          executed  extrajudicially  nor  publicly  tried  without  repercussions.
          Put that all together, and what do you get?”
            Respectful silence greeted his rhetorical device on arrival.
            “I’ll tell you what: a penal colony for political prisoners in high
          Earth  orbit.  Away  from  any  legal  jurisdiction.  Away  from  any
          attempted escape. And utterly incommunicado. Their followers or
          compatriots  may  be  fed  false  assurances  or  be  given  cynical
          promises  of  release,  but  it’s  really  a  one-way  trip  for  these
          characters.  Too  many  of  their  predecessors  have  made  their  way
          back  into  history,  beneficiaries  of  weak  policy  or  powerful
          jailbreaks, leaving us—the good guys, the fair-dealers, the supposed
          iron  fist  of  realpolitik  in  the  velvet  glove  of  mercy  and
          compassion—with  disastrous  blowback  from  our  mistakes.  No
          more, once we stash them away on space hulks.”
            “On what?” said Hydrargyrum Diggers.
            “The  future  version  of  prison  ships,  those  former  passenger
          liners  and  decommissioned  naval  vessels  anchored  at  a  port  in  a
          country where detention facilities are needed but not available on
          land. They are not much thought about today, but that is where my
          story might get an edge on originality. Does anyone know if this has
          been used?”
            Shrugs and head-shakes.
            “Okay. So far, so good. These future hulks would be obsolete
          and abandoned space stations refurbished for bare-bones life. The
          systems providing biological maintenance would be operated by the
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