The life forms we (in our hubris) created have shrugged off the best efforts of Homo Sapiens to eradicate them and are rallying offworld, planning to return after they’ve developed more advanced weapons and solidified their alliances?
Pavane had the right of it: “You’re too much like your creators after all.”
To be fair, our best efforts to eradicate them involved no longer realizing they exist. They’re going to have to work pretty hard to outditz us on that one. 😀
At this moment, if I could leave Earth in an awesome spaceship and taking with me a few hundred or thousand of my closest friends and solid allies… yeah, I’d take my time about coming back.
Dit-dot-didit, dit-dot-a-didit-ditit
Dit-dot-didit, dit-dot-a-didit-ditit
Dit-dot-didit, dit-dot-a-didit-ditit
Dit-dot-didit, Sweetheart came back, we see.
She took the saucer in a coup-de-main, foiling big-time Pavane’s plan,
Leading her to come back home, we see.
Oh, she’ll dot all the I’s and she’ll cross the T’s.
Paperwork is how she’s pleased.
Leading her to come back home to we.
Coming back from above,
Returned from up above
Sweetheart, Sweetheart, back to Earth, we see.
Didn’t like it above,
Lovetron no good above.
Sweetheart, Sweetheart, back to Earth, we see.
Oh, they made mistakes, you know it’s true,
And no more shadow stuff, with that they’re through.
Sweetheart, Sweetheart, back on Earth we see.
It’s time to learn to live with man.
They’ll stay on board till that’s in hand,
Not like before, but back to Earth, we see.
Coming back from above,
Returned from up above
Sweetheart, Sweetheart, back to Earth, we see.
Didn’t like it above,
Lovetron no good above.
Sweetheart, Sweetheart, back to Earth, we see.
Dit-dot-didit, dit-dot-a-didit-didit
Dit-dot-didit, dit-dot-a-didit-didit
Dit-dot-didit, dit-dot-a-didit-didit
Dit-dot-didit, Sweetheart came back, we see.
Came back, came back we see,
Came back, came back we see,
Came back, Sweetheart came back we see…
—from “The Morse Code of Love (Baby Come Back To Me),” written by Armado / Crowley / Beckett / James, sung by the Capris, or maybe you remember the Manhattan Transfer version?
To the Earth, they’re coming on back. For living together, they’ll take a crack. No more shadow stuff planned is the non-human brand. But with rayguns, defensive shields—ack!
Right so, how are they not on earth right now? Just giving him a dream vision?
I would guess that they just dropped by for a pitstop.
That is one really weird flight plan. Sort of like some of my trips….
Well, that depends on how long the trip to Lovetron will take. Maybe, comparatively speaking, they weren’t even out of the driveway yet.
Or maybe they REALLY wanted to grab some popsicles for the way.
It’s no weirder than some I’ve heard of. Like Chicago to Miami, with a layover in Denver.
yeah, the Hub ‘N’ Spoke system may be more efficient for the airlines, but has put their customers on some very non-intuitive routes :{
well you know the old joke, “since we’re late, we’ll drive three times around the block so everyone can remember what they left behind”
My guess? Hologram.
They decided all that? The whole shipload? That’s some organizational skills, Sweetheart.
Well, Gavotte did tell Sweetheart she had great leadership skills.
So where you gonna hang till then, Sweetheart?
So, let me get this straight.
The life forms we (in our hubris) created have shrugged off the best efforts of Homo Sapiens to eradicate them and are rallying offworld, planning to return after they’ve developed more advanced weapons and solidified their alliances?
Pavane had the right of it: “You’re too much like your creators after all.”
To be fair, our best efforts to eradicate them involved no longer realizing they exist. They’re going to have to work pretty hard to outditz us on that one. 😀
At this moment, if I could leave Earth in an awesome spaceship and taking with me a few hundred or thousand of my closest friends and solid allies… yeah, I’d take my time about coming back.
I think of it as leaving town, till things cool off.
Shields can be used for bopping!
yeah, but you gotta peel off the stickers that say “for defensive use only”.
Alternatively, awesome space rayguns can be used for defense – like shooting down incoming missiles, or a fleet of hunter-killer drones,
Convincing your enemy that you
prefer being a dead lion to being a live jackal
does have its adherents.
And, if it works, you’re a live lion.
“Dead” and “alive” don’t seem to make much difference to some of the cast.
And in fact, for some of the cast, neither “dead” nor “alive” is even an accurate descriptor.
Being an Undead Lion is even cooler,
Room temperature at least
Dit-dot-didit, dit-dot-a-didit-ditit
Dit-dot-didit, dit-dot-a-didit-ditit
Dit-dot-didit, dit-dot-a-didit-ditit
Dit-dot-didit, Sweetheart came back, we see.
She took the saucer in a coup-de-main, foiling big-time Pavane’s plan,
Leading her to come back home, we see.
Oh, she’ll dot all the I’s and she’ll cross the T’s.
Paperwork is how she’s pleased.
Leading her to come back home to we.
Coming back from above,
Returned from up above
Sweetheart, Sweetheart, back to Earth, we see.
Didn’t like it above,
Lovetron no good above.
Sweetheart, Sweetheart, back to Earth, we see.
Oh, they made mistakes, you know it’s true,
And no more shadow stuff, with that they’re through.
Sweetheart, Sweetheart, back on Earth we see.
It’s time to learn to live with man.
They’ll stay on board till that’s in hand,
Not like before, but back to Earth, we see.
Coming back from above,
Returned from up above
Sweetheart, Sweetheart, back to Earth, we see.
Didn’t like it above,
Lovetron no good above.
Sweetheart, Sweetheart, back to Earth, we see.
Dit-dot-didit, dit-dot-a-didit-didit
Dit-dot-didit, dit-dot-a-didit-didit
Dit-dot-didit, dit-dot-a-didit-didit
Dit-dot-didit, Sweetheart came back, we see.
Came back, came back we see,
Came back, came back we see,
Came back, Sweetheart came back we see…
—from “The Morse Code of Love (Baby Come Back To Me),” written by Armado / Crowley / Beckett / James, sung by the Capris, or maybe you remember the Manhattan Transfer version?
To the Earth, they’re coming on back. For living together, they’ll take a crack. No more shadow stuff planned is the non-human brand. But with rayguns, defensive shields—ack!
Like the saying goes, both sides have their place. The optimist can design the shield, and the pessimist can make the guns.