Thermonuclear tentacles or something ressembling them – dangle from a
space medusa floating in the infinite blue of the universe. Deadly
things, to be sure – achievements of mankind’s destructive genius. Up
until that moment, nobody had ever seen the Taurans, knew what they
looked like, or was aware of their true intentions. But the
extraterrestrial enemies destroyed an earth-built rocket, or at least
that is what was presented on television. Immediately both politicians
and generals decree that it is high time that these bastards are
finished off, once and for all. Thus begins the Big Conscription of 2009
and the formation of expeditionary elite corps. Marygay Potter was one
of them. Now, after having turned her back on these murdering gobs, she
remembers the prophesy of good old Einstein: ‘I do not know what weapons
will be used in the third world war, but the fourth will see the
survivors fight with clubs.’ Does she already know that war is eternal?