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looked at the monument, smoke still pouring from it. The
speed with which it flew through the air was greater than that
of a space-shuttle, so the entire outer layer of rock was
scorched. Trash finished the chorus of the second verse and

judged by the voices on the Russian end of the phone that the
monument was in place.

"Thank you for indulging me Mr. Presidents. As you can see, I
have fucked things up. If you want, I can fuck a bunch more
things up." He heard no, no, no and nyet, nyet, nyet. "For
example. I can have placed at my whim, anywhere in the world
at any time, maps of where every nuclear warhead is. I can
move any object, including nuclear warheads, anytime,

anywhere I want to. I can even set them off if I so choose. Do
I have your full attention?"

"Yes. I follow." Said a very solemn U. S. President.

"I follow you." Said an equally solemn Russian President.

"Good boys. If you both use your considerable influence to get
all of the governments of this world to forget we exist, we
being Steve, Linda, Tommy and myself, then you will never see
such a display again. No government of Earth is trustworthy
enough to have such power. I do not have such power. I am
only the spokesperson for the ones who do. They are not from
this galaxy. They are here to warn you that an enemy is
coming. If we are petty and do not cooperate with one another

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