Alien Invasion
Just the old, old story…
January 17th 2029 was a day like any other. All over the Earth, human beings were doing what human beings always do: working to improve their social status, trying to find additional opportunities to fornicate, eating, drinking, defecating, sleeping, squandering their lives gawping at mindless entertainments on a myriad of shining screens large and small, grumbling about their discontents, and generally sleepwalking through existence.
For well over fifteen years, things had been getting progressively worse as the corrosive effects of populism elevated morons and blowhards into the highest offices of each nation and those morons and blowhards had then inevitably done more to destroy their countries than any enemy could have hoped to achieve. Jobs were shredded, food supplies were undermined, economies were crippled. Instead of recognizing their own culpability, the morons and blowhards blamed everyone else instead, and the legions of empty-heads who voted for them also blamed everyone else instead because they didn’t understand anything about anything, ever.
As usual, wars were being waged over totally pointless pretexts so that a few cynical power-hungry tyrants could temporarily feel slightly better about their own tiny lives. People were babbling to their various gods and adamantly refusing to see how implausible their…
