Thomas Wm. Hamilton
-2. The Reporter
NewsNet NetFeed 04 November 2036, 22:34:56 C.Kovack reporting
With the results from California merely validating what was obvious earlier in the evening,
America has elected Raymond Mulvey, inventor and megabusinessman, as its next President,
defeating Senator Wayne Fargo. Mulvey has the least political experience of any President at
least since Dwight Eisenhower nearly a century ago, but anaylsis shows his support was strong in
those states where he has major business interests, and totally overwhelming in states involved in
space exploration. Considering that Mulvey invented the faster than light drive, and completed
the first explorations outside the Solar System just twenty months ago, his move into politics has
been astonishing. During the presidential debates he dismissed opponents and critics as people
stuck in the past, incapable of thinking or reacting to America's conquest of the galaxy, and
voters seem to have bought this argument enthusiastically. Mulvey has 37 states and just over
four hundred electoral votes assured...
-1. The President-elect December ??, 2036
Notice and Warning: The material in this section is a construct created by an AI working with a
computer and human psychologists and historians at the History Department of the University of
High Woonsocket, Rhode Island Sector. This material has no probative value, and may not be
used for purposes of litigation or historical validation, as it only presents one of several unproven
theories. Copyright 2215 University of High Woonsocket, all rights preserved.
President-elect Raymond Mulvey sat in the private study of his palatial home. His brother-in-
law said, "Let me get this straight. You want a website that looks like some sort of illegal back
door to a government area, and you're going to write in the content. The whole thing is to self-
destruct after being accessed once. This has to be ready by May. Do I have everything?"
"Perfectly." The President-elect smiled. "I can invent FTL travel, but I'm not the computer
hotshot that you are. I trust you understand that you'll have to forget this, once done."
"I turn it over to you, and I know nuzzing, I see nuzzing. How are the grandkids?"
"Well enough. I trust yours are well, too. Your country is proud of you in its time of need.
How much should I pay you?"
0. The President
Extracts from the Inaugural Address of Raymond Mulvey, 49th President of the United States,
January 20, 2037:
. . . Regarding the developments deriving from my invention of a Faster Than Light Drive, let
me say this. Four ships are currently exploring stellar systems in the database astronomers have
developed in the last thirty years or so of extrasolar planetary systems, seeking those with
inhabitable planets. Each state in the union will be allowed to pick one such planetary system, in
the order in which they joined the union. . . I shall shortly be going to the United Nations and
presenting a proposal to allow foreign nations to pick such planetary systems also. Each nation
will be allowed one planetary system for its first one hundred million of population, and an
additional system for up to five hundred million, and a third system if over that. Nations will pick
in an order determined by a point scheme, with points awarded for length of time with diplomatic
relations with the USA, for length of time with United Nations membership, and for democratic
rights recognized. Points will be lost for having warred against the USA and for lack of democratic
rights, so nations with rights problems are urged to clear them up quickly. . .
This plan should keep settlement of new worlds under control. Unrestricted access would
lead to thousands of groups trying to settle worlds, with the results being a rapid depopulation of
the Earth, and a likely collapse of civilization as no world would have a significant population or
technology base. . .
1: The Reporter
NewsNet Mailsys 5 May 2037.06:12:42 to Charles Kovack. from unid.gov
Hey Charlie, Want a hot tip? Go to ExecAcFlash37.gov and enter password doitrichtig,
counter password omicron849.
Kovack glanced at the anonymous message, and almost deleted it. He got probably half a dozen
anonymous tips a week as one of NewsNet's better known hack reporters, and most were worse
than a waste of his time. But this one was a (dot)gov, which was just enough unusual for him to
give it a try. Maybe a whistleblower?
ExexAcFlash37 gave him a screen which warned access was limited to authorized personnel
with a strict need to know, under various ominous sounding statutes and Executive Orders.
Fortunately, NewsNet had some very unauthorized features for its computers. Reasonably
confident he would not be spotted as an intruder if he entered a qualified password, Kovack
typed "doitrichtig", then added the counterpass.
He found himself staring at a menu. "Schedule", "Assignments", "Equipment", "Budget", and
more. What the hell, he thought, and clicked on "Schedule".
"T=0 Air Force One leaves Dulles International Airport with President aboard. Timeframe June
10 to July 1.
T=12 minutes Djinn SA missile launched at Air Force One.
T=14 minutes Capitol destroyed. (see separate instructions)
T=15 minutes state capitols destroyed (see separate instructions)
T=18 minutes to 1 hour surviving Senators, Representatives, Cabinet members, and
state Governors taken into protective custody. (see separate instructions)
T=20 minutes all news media secured (see separate instructions)
T=1 hour 5 minutes assigned personnel sworn into designated offices. (see separate list)
Kovack read no further. Either this is somebody's really sick idea of a joke, or we're in deep
shit! He hit print. When the "Schedule" print out was done, he printed out "Assignments", and
then "Equipment". The "Equipment" file had just noted that the Djinn Surface to Air missile was
manufactured in the Maghreb Federation, and purchased with Indian money, but shipped
through China, when the screen froze and the printer died. Then the screen flashed
"Parameters exceeded. Identify user."
Kovack typed in the password again. The screen flashed "Identify User by Name". Kovack
typed in "Donald Duck". The screen flashed, "Donald Duck, remain where you are. Security
officials will question you within five minutes to assure you are authorized." Kovack hit "delete",
"escape", "control A", "Alt", "Exit" and a dozen more keys, ending with turning off power. Then
he called his editor.
"Mack, I just hit a doozy. Got an anonymous tip to check a government web site. When I
went to it I got the damnedest load you ever saw, a complete detailed outline for a military
takeover of the government, from assassinating the President to seizing control of the states. In
the middle of that a ton of bricks got dumped on me, and I bailed."
"You get copies of any of this?"
"The complete index, schedule, personnel assignments, and just the start of equipment. I
was blocked before I got to the budget."
"Lemme take a look."
"The last message I got was that security agents would be at my desk in five minutes."
"Don't let that worry you. We paid enough so nothin' gets traced back here. Now show
Kovack took the print out to his editor, quickly thumbing through to see what he had: two
pages of index, one page of schedule, eight pages of assignments, and two lines of equipment.
The names on the assignments pages seemed to be almost all naval personnel or FBI. He
recognized a couple of each from stories he had worked on.
His editor took the materials and looked them over. Then he questioned Kovack carefully and
thoroughly about the initial email. Finally he sat back, and said thoughtfully, "We can't publish this
without being damn certain it's genuine. Tell you what, check out a few of the people on the
'assignments' list and see what they're up to. See if you can find any evidence for a Djinn missile
being sold through India and China. Do a sidebar on why the Navy and FBI would be unhappy
with President Mulvey. Then get back to me, within, oh, one week. We've got a bit of time if
this isn't supposed to be executed until sometime in June."
Kovack said, with just the slightest trace of annoyance, "I assume all this is in addition to
everything else I'm working on?"
Sigh. "I'll get right on it."
NewsNet NetFeed 6 May 2037 11:15:12 PENTAGON OFFICIAL DIES IN MYSTERY CRASH
Robert Daughtery, Deputy Undersecretary of the Navy, 46, was found dead in his wrecked
car early this morning, according to District police. The car appeared to have hit a bridge
abutment shortly after midnight. Police said there was no sign of alcohol or drugs, but the car
was clearly traveling in excess of 80 miles per hour. Daughtery's wife said she had no idea why
he was out so late, and insisted that he never drove recklessly or at excessive sppeds. She had
not heard from him and had been getting worried when police contacted her. Funeral
arrangements have not been announced.
NewsNet EditSys 7 May 2037 15:48:12 Orig Code C.Kovack Destin Code Edit-Mack
FBI, NAVY, OTHERS HAVE ISSUES WITH PRESIDENT
Senator Wayne Fargo has been a critic of President Mulvey since running against him in last
Fall's election. The President's plans for space colonization announced in his Inaugural address
have been a particular sore point. "Space was opened through American initiative and
inventiveness," the senator said in a speech last month. "We should not pander to foeigners by
giving them open access." He did not mention this inventiveness and initiative were Mulvey's
The Navy has been unhappy with President Mulvey ever since he suggested during last
Fall's campaign that if elected, he would have nautical security on American colony planets
opened up by his FTL drive handled by the Coast Guard. But Raymond Mulvey's name has
become a virtual epithet with the FBI.
It was not enough last October, during the second debate among Presidential candidates,
that Mulvey expressed the view that the FBI is more crooked than the people they arrest. Less
than a week after taking office, on January 25, President Mulvey ordered a thorough review of
FBI records dealing with an eighty year old incident. On October 4, 1957 the old Soviet Union
launched the first satellite into orbit. A small object, all it did was report its location and its on-
The first two American recordings of this satellite were made by a radio network's facility on
Long Island, and a ham radio station at Columbia University. The Long Island recording had to be
driven into Manhattan for rebroadcast in a news special. The ham station's recording was walked
one block across the Columbia campus, and aired on the Columbia fm station, WKCR.
The next morning two FBI agents walked in and seized the tape. That tape was never
returned, replaced, or paid for, until President Mulvey's investigation. Both the FBI agents
involved are of course long dead, and no trace could be found of the tape, so Mulvey forced the
current FBI director, L. Craig Drachel, and the head of the FBI's New York office, Simon
Pritchard, to present WKCR with a formal letter of apology, and a check for the cost of the tape
plus 80 years of interest compounded, plus a generous allowance for historical value. All this
came out of the FBI's budget. Pres. Mulvey attended the ceremony, which WKCR broadcast
live. The President apparently designed the entire affair to humiliate the FBI, and sources which
declined to be named have suggested that in this the President was very successful.
The President has indicated that the FBI will be allowed no law enforcement role on the
colony planets, and has hinted he may seek to ask Congress to create a new agency to replace
the FBI entirely. Senator Fargo has promised a major legislative battle if Mulvey does introduce
such a proposal, but the President has so far been very successful in out-maneuvering his
opponents in Congress.
END DRAFT SIDEBAR
Newsnet Memosys 09 May 2037 14:22:49 Orig Code C.Kovack Destin Code Edit-Mack
Mack, I'm not too successful tracking naval and FBI personnel. In fact, asking is getting me on
more bad lists than I like. The FBI people I've checked on seem mostly to be where they are
supposed to be, but I did hit one anomaly with naval, a paper pusher named O'Hara. He's
number 142 on the list, apparently down for running coastal Maine and New Hampshire if I read
the print out code correctly. Anyhow, he just got back from Vladivostok. He spent two weks
there for no damn good reason I could see, although he apparently met with Adm. Vinarski
twice. O'Hara is involved in assuring sanitary supplies reach Atlantic fleet as needed, and there's
no record he speaks Russian, so what the hell is he doing with Vinarski, who's number 5 on the
list as over-all ruler of the entire Atlantic seaboard.
2. The Sailor
"To: O'Hara, R. Lt.Cmdr. 14 April, 2037 NavFltCmdOff
You are hereby directed and ordered to report to VAdm J. Vinarski, Cmdr, NavSta Vladivostok as
of 0800 local time 20 April 2037 for assignment. Travel orders follow by messenger."
O'Hara stared at the terse message in total shock. Comfortably ensconced in a peacetime
paper-pushing job in the Pentagon, a short notice reassignment was not normal for one in his
position. And his lack of knowledge of the Russian language should have made Naval Station
Vladivostok totally out of the question for him, given Russian sensitivities about needing American
protection on their own soil. After thinking about it a few minutes, he realized he had less than
no desire to visit or be assigned to a town on the edge of Siberia. O'Hara picked up his phone
and called his superior, Capt. Kendall. To his dismay, Kendall was no help. "I received notice that
you were being reassigned to fill an important posting, and that it was secret, and I could not
ask, argue, or be informed, discuss, or question in any way. Face it, that's the kind of job we
O'Hara didn't like it, but he faced it. He called his wife and warned her. Her response did not
make him any happier. She enjoyed the Washington social scene, spoke no more Russian than
he did, and certainly had no wish to live within three thousand miles of Vladivostok. O'Hara
interrupted his conversation to accept and sign for his travel papers. He finally told her to
continue living in their house, and he would occupy bachelor officer quarters in Vladivostok for
however long he was posted there, which, he assured her, was bound to be brief, given his lack
The Military Air Transport flight to Vladivostok was even longer and more boring than
expected. On arrival, the air base personnel had no record of his expected arrival, and he was
held up for hours while they checked his orders. Finally O'Hara got into the naval base
established fifteen years earlier to protect this piece of what was left of Russia from annexation
by either Japan or China. His orders directed him to report directly to Vice Admiral Vinarski, the
base commander, but Vinarski was not available, being in Irkutsk, the Provisional Capitol of Russia.
O'Hara cooled his heels for four days, until Vinarski returned and had time for him.
It was a difficult interview. "Lieutenant Commander O'Hara, why are you here?"
"Sir, I have no idea. I just follow orders."
Vinarski's comment on that was just "Humph." He studied O'Hara's papers, then skimmed
over them a second time, finally looking up to say, "I see nothing here to suggest you know
"No sir. Just French."
"The Russians still haven't accepted the idea they need Americans on their soil. How long
have you been here?"
"I arrived late five days ago, and have been waiting four days for this meeting."
"Humph. Alright, get out of here. I'll call you back in when I find out what this is all about."
O'Hara saluted and left. On the chance that the Navy knew what it was doing, while he
waited for his next interview with Vinarski, and having used up the tourist delights of Vladivostok
while waiting for his first meeting, he tried to learn some Russian.
The Admiral undoubtedly had other, and quite possibly more important concerns than what
to do with an unexpected Lieutenant Commander, so O'Hara did not anticipate being called back
soon. It was in fact nine days later that he was ordered to appear before a Capt. Black. This
officer, more a light cafe au lait than black, simply handed O'Hara a fat envelope. "Sir, are these
"Orders and travel papers." Black clearly had few words to spare for unwanted Lieutenant
"Travel papers?" Oh, God, are they going to send me somewhere even worse?
"It's all explained." Capt. Black was clearly dismissing him. O'Hara saluted and left, taking the
envelope back to his assigned room before opening it. There he was delighted to find he was
reassigned to his old job in the Pentagon. He had a seat on the next available MATS flight. He
immediately dialed his wife to let her know the good news. She just complained about their
children's behavior during his absence.
3. The Reporter
NewsNet Memosys 11 May 2037 10:33:12 Orig code Edit-Mack Destin Code C.Kovack
Charlie, this is so hot I had to take it higher. You are to prepare a complete write up on how
you got this, include all the print out and any info on names appearing there, and ship to the
NewsNet Memosys 11 May 2037 12:52:11 Orig Code CEO Destin Code C.Kovack
Materials received. You will be advised promptly.
NewsNet Memosys 12 May 2037 09:21:58 Orig Code Edit-Mack Destin Code C.Kovack
Charlie, here's the word from on high. It's both good and bad. The bad news first. If this is a
fake and blows up in our faces, you're out of a job and I'm reassigned to Greenland. The good
news--you are in charge of this story. The Top wants you to have a comment from the
President with the break. Clearly this has to be handled carefully, because if it's real, people
prepared to pull off so many political assassinations won't hesitate to shut you up, or, more
importantly, me. Have you any ideas on how to approach the President with this?
NewsNet Memosys 12 May 2037 10:13:04 Orig Code C.Kovack Destin Code Edit-Mack
Mack, you know a good reporter never names his confidential sources. Anyhow, my daughter is
in a sixth grade class with one of Mulvey's grandchildren. We'll see if a note home to her mommy
might not reach Old Grandad.
NewsNet Memosys 17 May 2037 04:02:12 Orig Code C.Kovack Destin Code Edit-Mack
6 spooks grabbing me help
NewsNet Memosys 17 May 2037 07:27:08 Orig Code C.Kovack Destin Code Edit-Mack
Everything okay. Will be in further touch noonish.
NewsNet Memosys 17 May 2037 12:17:19 Orig Code C.Kovack Destin Code Edit-Mack
I'm back from a very private meeting with the President, who apologized for giving my wife and
me heartattacks by the way I was "invited" to meet with him. Mulvey in person is really different
than his public persona, much more man of the people than egghead scientist/bloated plutocrat.
Here's the deal. He's now got investigators working on the stuff we got. If it works out, we
get exclusive inside coverage of the clean-up. If this is junk, I'll be asking Wazooistan for political
NewsNet Memosys 17 May 2037 12:18:01 Orig Code Edit-Mack Destin Code C.Kovack
Charlie, thank God you're okay. I had contacted every lawyer within fifty miles, including a few
that had been disbarred. Thought you might have been renditioned to the Moon without a
4. The President 28 May 2037
The Vice President and full cabinet had joined President Mulvey at Camp David. They had
travelled separately, secretly, and by circuitous routes, although none understood why the
meeting or the reason for the secrecy. Each was handed a dossier that included the print out
provided by Kovack, and the results of an investigation by a very few, highly select Secret Service
agents. After everyone had time to read the documents, Mulvey looked them over. "We'll go
by office, so Anita, you first."
The Vice President looked appalled. "This is horrible."
Mulvey had a sardonic chuckle. "We've had half a dozen Presidents assassinated. You're
reluctant to provide a precedent for knocking off Veeps also?" She did not seem to appreciate
the humor. The President turned to the Secretary of State.
"This reads like a cross between a scenario in some banana republic and a horror story."
The Attorney General said, "How much of this can we trust? Would any of these papers hold
up in court?"
Mulvey looked grim. "We've tried to access the website that damn reporter got this stuff
from, and all we get is alternating messages of no such address or access denied. The stuff from
the Secret Service on all the personnel mentioned seems to be firm. One name appears to be a
minor typographical error, but otherwise, everything is quite accurate as to rank, assignment, and
the like. Also, you'll note that we did find evidence of a Djinn missile being sold in February, and
the trail of where it was shipped seems to peter out after Shanghai."
The discussion continued for hours. Mulvey asked for suggestions on what to do. The
Defense Secretary suggested using the Army and Air Force for security, and pointed out the
Secretary of Homeland Security had nominal authority over the FBI. That officer agreed they
should call in the FBI director and grill him. Mulvey pointed out this would warn the other
conspirators. The Vice President suggested the FBI director be invited to consult with the
Secretary on some minor matter, and when he arrived, be questioned. This was agreed to, with
the Director to appear at 9 am the following Tuesday, June 2. If they were not satisfied with his
answers, the President would use the Army and Air Force to move against the conspirators.
5. The Sailor
5 June 2037 10:40:00
"Pentagon ALERT! ALL Personnel! ALERT! This is NOT a Test! Intelligence warns terrorist
assault on Pentagon to occur within next nine minutes, +/- one minute. Armed personnel to
resist fully. Unarmed personnel to lock doors, take all precautions to safeguard classified
materials. Materials in danger of compromise to be handled pursuant to OMB 55-02C.026 THIS
IS NOT A DRILL!"
O'Hara stared in disbelief at the message appearing on his screen. It flashed through several
colors. As it happened, he did have a sidearm in his office, locked up. His petty officer secretary
came in looking frightened. "Sir, what should we do?"
"You'll lock yourself in here, and be ready to duck if they blow the door. I've a firearm, so I'll
be outside, ready to resist. But we're not likely to see any terrorist get this far. If they planned
this, they'll be heading for more important areas." As he spoke he was getting his sidearm,
ammunition, and loading. As he strode out the door, he heard it locked behind him. From
scraping noises, it sounded as though the p.o. was shoving file cabinets in front of the locked
door. He was dismayed to hear several loud explosions.
6. The President
The President's battle armor was standard issue, but where ordinary armor would have rank
emblems, his displayed the presidential seal. Mulvey was riding in an APC, manning the .72 caliber
machine gun which fired explosive shells, and clearly enjoying himself. His vehicle was part of a
column out of Fort Dietrich, headed for the Pentagon. He was singing in a pathetically off-key
baritone, "Eightyfour big tanks lead the big parade, followed by rows and rows of the finest
APCs, the cream of every army." Sitting near him, in battle armor with no rank designation, was
a thoroughly miserable Charles Kovack, who had no interest in either heroics or a post-humous
Pulitzer Prize. The column also included, in addition to the units Mulvey tried to sing about, 5000
troops and twenty self-propelled artillery pieces, and the usual non-combatant units in the rear.
The column crossed the Potomac, adding to the traffic jam it had created going all the way
back to Maryland. At the Pentagon's north parking lot two guards flagged down the lead tanks.
Mulvey ordered his APC to the front, where he stuck his head out, so the guards could clearly
see him. "As your Commander-in-Chief, I order you to lay your weapons on the ground and
One guard, his jaw dropping, put his rifle down and stood back, hands in the air. The other
guard just stared in disbelief. After Mulvey repeated his order with no further response, two
APCs turned fire on him. The shreds of his body littered the area. The tanks moved forward,
crushing cars as they advanced.
7. The Reporter
PRESIDENT LEADS TROOPS IN CRUSHING ATTEMPTED COUP
NewsNet, Washington, DC--5 June 2037, by Charles Kovack
Shortly before 11 am this morning President Mulvey became the first sitting President to lead
a military unit in action. The President rode in an APC as a column of troops and machines from
Fort Dietrich snarled traffic and moved on the Pentagon. While the main column hit the
Pentagon and smashed into the building through loading bays and public entrances, other troops
entered the battle travelling the D.C. Metro. When they got to the Pentagon station, closed for
many years for security reasons, they stopped the train and smashed into the basement of the
Someone had apparently warned some occupants of the building just before the troops
arrived. Army, Marine, and Air Force personnel stayed in their offices, but Navy personnel came
out shooting. Since the troops from Fort Dietrich were all wearing battle armor, while few if any
in the Pentagon had such armor, the battle lasted no more than ten minutes. Four soldiers
under President Mulvey's command received minor injuries. Just over two hundred Naval
personnel working in the Pentagon were killed or injured, while all were taken into custody to be
questioned on their role in the conspiracy to overthrow the government.
Meanwhile, back in the District, troops under the command of Lt. General Lethbridge Nuttall
moved against the FBI at its E Street headquarters. Valkyrie helicopters lay down suppressing
fire against the roof of the J. Edgar Hoover Building, while troops advanced. However, formerly
unknown gas outlets spewed tear gas, intoxicants, and vomitics into the streets, while crash
gates slammed across the doorway and windows. Extremely heavy fire greeted the troops, who
fell back, taking cover in surrounding buildings and behind stalled vehicles. General Nuttall sent
tanks in to smash through the defenses. Tank traps and bazooka fire drove the tanks back. A
cruise missile then struck the side of the building, blasting a hole through which intense gun fire
poured in both directions. Incendiaries set the building to burning. Gen. Nuttall held his troops
off until the fire and artillery had reduced the building to rubble. Troops are now searching the
rubble for possible survivors. Nuttall's troops suffered six dead and about two hundred injured.
FBI offices throughout the United States are being raided by Marine and Army units, as are
naval bases. Naval bases outside the United States are being raided by combined US and host
nation forces in many cases. Latest word indicates that Russian spetznaz troops broke into the
office of the U.S. commander in Vladivostok, Admiral Vinarski, and found he had killed himself with
a hand gun.
7. The Sailor
Statement of Roger O'Hara, formerly USN, to the Trial Court, October 18, 2038
I stand before you accused of treason, sedition, conspiracy, and a host of lessor charges such
as resisting arrest and diversion of governmental funds. My background as the fourth generation
descendent of a Confederate officer is cited against me, although I was totally unaware of even
the existence of this relative. My claim that I visited Naval Station Vladivostok on orders is
dismissed as perjurous on the grounds that the copy of the orders I presented as evidence are
forged. As an officer, I followed orders. The orders I received appeared valid, it was not my role
to question them.
My entire career, no, my entire life is reinterpreted in the worst possible light. Were Admiral
Vinarski still alive, I would call him as a defense witness to prove I was an innocent victim in being
sent to Vladivostok. The claim of those seized at the Pentagon that we were alerted to resist a
terrorist attack just before the President brought in the military column from Fort Dietrich is
dismissed as baseless. I never plotted to overthrow the government. It is true that I was
displeased with many policies of the new Administration, but my actions were limited to some
conversational criticism, and my vote in November of 2036. It is clear that we will receive no
justice. I am innocent. Do what you wish, for it is obvious that is what you intend.
8. The Reporter
Shayol: Fourth planet of the K0-III star t Carinae. The system was first visited on May 28, 2036
by the Mulvey OSS Spaceship Bart Bok. The fourth planet had some native lifeforms despite the
host star being an occasional flare star beginning its move up the Giant Branch. Native lifeforms
and terrestrial lifeforms are totally incompatible for sustenance. On February 2, 2038 President
Mulvey selected Shayol as a prison planet for federal prisoners, and since that time the planet is
guarded by the Federal Bureau of Prisons, and all unauthorized spacecraft are barred. Various
states accepted the federal offer to place their prisoners on Shayol also. At this writing 32
states allow all persons with felony convictions calling for more than ten years' sentence to
emigrate to Shayol, while four require such emigration for sentences longer than twenty years
(25 for New York). Such emigration is one way. Terrestrial plants can only survive in sheltered
situations such as greenhouses during flares.
Characteristics of Shayol (Earth = 1)
Diameter 0.88 Surface Gravity 0.79 Atmosphere N2 77% O2 19% Ar 2% Kr 1% misc 1%
Land/water ratio 39% obliquity 14.3 degrees eccentricity 0.105 a=1.22 Moons none
NewsNet NetFeed February 18, 2040 08:10:12
CONSPIRATORS LEAVE FOR SHAYOL
Three hundred fifty members of the conspiracy which might have overthrown the
government of the United States two years ago had not NewsNet exposed it boarded a Federal
Bureau of Prisons ship, together with about 270 spouses or other family members, today. The
spaceship Alcatraz will take them to the planet Shayol, where one continent is reserved for the
conspirators. They were allowed eighty pounds per person of private goods, no firearms
permitted. The government is providing tools, building materials, food for a year, and seed,
fertilizer, and farm animals.
About two thousand protestors gathered near the entrance to the launch site, carrying signs
and banners, or just making a presence. NewsNet interviewed a few protestors. Harlie Hineline
of Missouri said, "These creeps tried to destroy democracy. They don't deserve to live in space,
they deserve to hang." Barry Farnhite of Los Angeles was of the opinion, "With any luck,
monster thingies out in space will eat 'em alive." "They wanted to kill President Mulvey. I can't
understand why he's being so generous to them," said Joanna Yoland, who admitted she
intends to vote for Mulvey's re-election later this year.
Also present were family members of some of the deportees. One woman who asked her
name not be used said, "My brother and sister-in-law are aboard that ship. I've taken in their two
children, because Shayol is no place to take kids. My brother is a good man, a naval officer in
the Pentagon. He was framed. No one who knew him can believe he would have gone against
his oath to preserve and protect the Constitution." She dismissed the trial evidence as rigged,
and suggested that the "real" conspirators were still free to plot. She also admits that like
herself, her brother voted for Senator Fargo for President four years ago.
9. The Sailor
from the diary of Roger O'Hara, Captain, United Shayol Navy, Shayol Year 12, Day 108
Balloon observers had reported seeing a small settlement near a bay perhaps a day's sail ahead
of us. Commodore Black ordered the flotilla to gather two hours' sailing time before. When wind
conditions were suitable for both the balloons and ships, we sailed in. Marines who had been
sent ashore hours earlier secured escape routes inland.
The degenerates at this settlement numbered about two hundred. They were from three
New England states. Apparently the enemy had felt the numbers from each state were too low
for a viable settlement, and combined them. We informed them that they were now
incorporated into the United Shayol state, and would be expected to pay appropriate taxes in
the form of labor or produce. One fool started to object. Two Marines put arrows through him.
It was then explained that resistance was treason, and would be properly punished. The man
who had apparently been running this collection of thugs then asked about elections. It was
explained that the planet was under martial law, and elections were suspended. In any case,
they had not yet earned the rights of citizens. A small Marine garrison was left at our new
NavSta 13, and we sailed to the next, far larger, settlement.
The next settlement we designated NavSta 14. There were actually armed guards patrolling,
so the balloons dropped some incendiaries, followed by a Marine assault, while our ships pulled as
close to shore as possible. Fortunately, I have a helmsman who understands sailing ships, and we
placed ourselves near a small collection of fishing boats. Assault troops quickly secured these, but
one degenerate fisherman used a gaffing hook to injure one of our men. The degenerate's body
was left drifting in the waves. After a brief battle which left thirty of the degenerates dead, and
eight of our men injured, we had subdued the place. The survivors were put to work clearing
out the damage and constructing headquarters for our much larger garrison. A quick census
showed 970 men, 823 women, and over two thousand children. The adults claimed to be from
California and Utah. After the United Shayol flag was run up, and their duties to the state were
explained, they were also told that the USN would protect them from the forces of the FBI,
which were attempting to enslave everyone on the planet. Of course, as criminals and the
descendents of criminals, they deserve no better, but we didn't tell them that!
from the diary of Roger O'Hara, Captain, United Shayol Navy, Shayol year 17, day 42
Back on Earth, I could be cured in 24 hours. Of course, back on Earth, my wife would not
have died two years ago, either. Still, being sick I don't have to concern myself with how the
United Shayol Navy is to hold together a planet without radio communications, or defend
ourselves without radar. A couple remote NavStas have rebelled, and FBI raids are getting more
presumptuous. The doctor says my illness is due to dietary deficiencies combined with trace
elements humans shouldn't ingest. The climate doesn't help, and I've lived through four flares of
the sun here. I guess Shayol qualifies as a third world world. That's funny, should share it with
the sailor in the bed next to mine. When I feel stronger. Yes, stronger.
10. THE FORMER PRESIDENT
Presidents and policies come and go as elections shift the fates of governments. Two men
and a woman had served in the Oval Office since Raymond Mulvey left it. A third man sat there
now, looking to cut some budget items. No longer were people transported to Shayol, and even
the manned ships of the federal Bureau of Prisons were cut back to a single spacecraft,
augmented by robotic orbital platforms. But even at this late date, Mulvey Outer Space Systems
still held the contracts for construction and maintenance. And so a small spaceship bearing but
one person was not noticed when it entered the t Carinae system. It dropped quickly to the
surface of Shayol, landing fifty miles from the nearest settlement. The sole passenger exited,
carrying two suitcases, and a backpack. The spacecraft rose on autopilot, and a few hours later
plunged into t Carinae.
The former passenger camped out for a day, and then, hefting his supplies, headed for the
nearest settlement. Had anyone been watching, they might have commented how strongly he
resembled a Past President.
11. NewsNet Obit 17 May 2062 12:30:00
FORMER PRESIDENT PRESUMED LOST IN SPACE
Former President Raymond Mulvey, who won the 2039 Nobel Peace Prize for bringing about
the peaceful colonization of space, is lost and presumed dead in space. The famous spaceship
Freedom's Avenger, with which he made the first flight outside the Solar System, has long been
in the Smithsonian, alongside such artefacts as the Wright Brother's Flyer and some early Earth-
orbiting spacecraft. He was flying a private spaceship, the OSS Recompense, on a flight to
inspect some investments he had made on a planet assigned to Colorado. He is now a month
overdue, and a search had turned up no trace of him or the Recompense.
The Essay Portion of Your Application for Admission to the History Program of the
University of High Woonsocket for the calendar year 2271 requires that you write an
essay on what you have just read. Write what you think happened during the
Attempted Coup of 2037. Defend your position with citations from the policies
pursued by Pres. Mulvey during his eight years in office, and the policies pursued by
the FBI and Naval exiles on Shayol. There is no "correct" answer. We will be looking at
your grammar, logic, writing and reasoning abilities, and historical acumen.