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Recounting the Binary Neeks

        nightmare! The effect on the more advanced group would be slight,
        particularly  if  it  remained  physically  removed,  as  was  the  PKU
        mission. But what would happen to the less advanced group? It was
        like pulling all the damping rods out of a nuclear pile.
          “Quick, Lugo: tell me—do they have any of our weapons?”
          “I’m afraid so. They can’t operate guns with triggers, but Snempfar
        gave them a small quantity of ion explosive to clear their fields of
        large rocks. That didn’t matter much until a few days ago. Everything
        was very peaceful, and I was having some success in decreasing the
        contacts.  I  was  doing  it  very  carefully,  in  order  not  to  arouse  the
        suspicions of either those for us or those against us. I was trying to
        act  as  if  nothing  had  changed,  in  order  to  cover  for  Colonel
        Snempfar.”
          “But it was too late.  Some  of  the  Neeks  had  gotten  very  deeply
        into our culture. Of course, only the most curious and intelligent got
        beyond the gadgets and social amenities. That Neek you just saw in
        the outer office has become like a pet to my assistant.  He  must  be
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        fairly  old  because  he’s  got  a  pretty  low  number—in  the  2   rank,  I
        believe—and too senile ever to be of much trouble. No, the problem
        lies with the active lower ranks and a few high-level trouble-makers.”
          “One of the key weaknesses of the power structure here is that the
        leaders are very old and unable to deal with crises. Through my own
        intervention  and  influence,  I  have  managed  to  convince  the  chief
        Neek, 1 (or Three-whistle Trotter, as we call him), that the situation
        will stabilize and that we will halt further contact as soon as possible.
        I also pacify him with small bottles of perfume and talcum powder.
        Here, look at this diagram.”
          Lugo stopped doodling and drew a rough sketch on his pad.






          “That’s the line ·of succession as it stands right now. Whatever the
        Neek on top says goes; and I’ve already told you about Three-whistle
        Trotter,  who  can  no  longer  whistle  or  trot.  Now,  the  opinions  of
        every Neek below him are generally not expressed in public; they just
        wait,  hoping  to  live  long  enough  to  get  to  the  top.  First  in  line  is
        Bagpipe Ambler. Though old, he has shown considerable interest in
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