Chapter 1

    Up in our atmosphere, we have multitudes of orbiting space stations and satellites observing our every move. Their cameras are so sensitive, they can see through the walls of our homes and record movies of us living, cleaning ourselves and when we're intimate.
    We like wearing clothes too, you know. We don't like people taking pictures of us naked when we are young, fat and overweight, or even when we are old and beautiful. It's un-natural. 
    When you have lived hundreds of years with privacy (it's funny - that word "privacy" was never in our language till they took it away – it was a given of everyday life), it's infuriating to know that someone is observing you, against your wishes, and those same people spying on you consider privacy an inalienable right for themselves.
    Are they hypocrites for not giving us the same consideration they demand for themselves, or is this a sign of a type of thinking much more dark and dangerous?

    I wish we had never reached out to them. I regret the day we first contacted them. 
    We all knew what they were. Violent, evil creatures bent on the domination of their world. They thought nothing of snuffing out a life permanently.
    What would make us foolish enough to believe that when they found out there was life on our planet, that they wouldn't try to dominate us? Our philosophers told us that being exposed to us would change them, that our wisdom would benefit the miserable people of this planet, and it was for "their greater good" that we contact them.
    Of course they immediately felt threatened by us. They spied on us, they stole our technology, our data, they methodically kidnapped our scientists and made them give away our learning. With each flaccid response of verbal indignation we gave, they became more and more belligerent, more bold in their crimes. Their governments seem to be incapable of honesty, mercy or holding to their promises.
    The only thing they understand is force, and we think ourselves too wise to use it. What happens when the only solution that will lead to your survival is politically incorrect and unthinkable? I guess you don't survive.
    It doesn't have to end this way. Everything can work out differently.
    We could have wiped them out in a heart beat, and still can. Wiped their species out of the galaxy in an instant, and taken over that gem of a planet they live on with it's abundant water supply and vegetation. We could have taken over their planet and set up beautiful farms where we could grow vegetation and raise their animals. We still could, but we won't.  By the time we have the will to do so, maybe we won't be able to. They'll be too strong.

    It's sad watching a species exterminate themselves. That's what we're doing. We have multitudes of philosophers who believe in lofty ideals that have no connection to reality. They're too smart to see the obvious, and too elite to accept the common wisdom, 
    These wise idiots idealistically share all our technological advances with the people from earth to "advance science". Ha! The people of earth have no science that can advance us. They have nothing to offer. They still roll around on wheels! All we are doing is foolishly giving away all our technology to people who seem obsessed with turning any science they learn into weapons of destruction.
    These philosophers and those who think like them welcome them to our planet to "celebrate diversity", even when we know multitudes of those coming to live here are soldiers of the earth alliance. Maybe most of them are...
    Their only goal is to destroy us, and we welcome them with open arms. 
    How long will it be before those weapons of destruction are turned against us? How long will it be before the multitudes of soldiers we have integrated into our society rise up against us? As soon as they think they can destroy us, that is the day we will see our technology used against us.
    The death they plan is not the kind of death that requires having your memory cortex put into a new clone for reactivation. That's what we're used to when we think of death. No, we're talking about complete extermination here. I think we are so used to reactivation, that we forget extermination is a possibility.

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