Maybe it Makes Sense

 MAYBE IT MAKES SENSE

Tony Johnson
Gamier

After sex, I was hungry, went into the kitch to make breakfast; actually, told the bot what to do.

It had been good sex and hard to remember the last time it was. I felt good. Really good. Not drunk good, not scam good.  Palla came in and took a seat and a cup of coffee.  I hoped she wasn't one of those rehashers, and she wasn't.

"I know nothing about Zerks..." she began, skipping back to the pre-sex topic.

"Let's not use the term, we can call them Zershaz or Zees for short. Zerk is charged like the word monster."

She nodded.

"Way back, like five years ago, when I was an instructor at UWI...the University of the West Indies, I would pontificate, for after all, I am an expert in Zee culture."

What a joke.  She looked at me, waited.

"The Leading Expert, Constanza Jarfusky knew Everything and taught us Everything because she knew so much."

"Your sarcasm is dripping in my coffee..." she flicked.

I smiled because this might be the only person I have met who can understand and to whom I can spill.

"Everything I was taught is about 98% rubbish because she knew less about them then you do."

"Tony, I don't know anything..."

"You met uPaychel? You spoke with him. He spoke to you. That's 100% more interaction than Jaruf ever had."

I could see she was reflecting on their conversation, gave her a few seconds then; "That's the key feature as to why we have been completely conquered. We knew nothing about them and didn't realise it. And to reverse, they knew all about us and we didn't realise that either."

Palla took a piece of toast, chewing it with my words, responding; "I never considered them, considered space. Seeing Zees on Zechia was my first eyeball, and I made no definitions. I learned how their names are pronouned on the flight here via conversation with one I'd called 'Toma' who made me understand that her name was 'Su-Toma' but the first bit was not pronounced but enunciated."

I nod, for that was real; "You see what I'm saying? You lived with them on Zechia. They were real to you, you were real to them. They weren't amoeba that you were studying, they weren't frogs in a laboratory, they were people. And you saw them, they saw you while they were living their lives."

I took a swallow of my coffee.

"Jaruf never did. She was behind a screen, watching, studying, twisting and bending their culture into the frames she held."

Palla deflected;  "Yesterday you dumped a pile of non-sequitors wrapped around how and why you were brought from the 'wart' of Galteria, none of which I can comprehend."

"I'll give you the entire story, but preface it with the disclaimer. A lot of what I think I know or was told are fragments. Zees have a way of imparting information that leaves a lot of holes.  Secondly, on Galteri I was given a pile of red prime pills containing what Space Intelligence 'knows'. How much is true, how much is rubbish, I can't head on the block here."

"I grasp that. For if your 'leading expert' was a palace of disinformation then the tilts to the data would render it near worthless."

"Precisely!" I exhaled, "you get the key."

"Do you think that Professor was aware? Was she deliberately misdirecting?"

"No. That's another key. She had absolutely no idea her 'findings' were rubbish, nor did anyone else. That's the tragedy. No one ever challenged her for no one, no saps, human, ever dared or bothered or knew... I didn't know. I stood in front of a class babbling without the slightest assumption that what I was teaching was fleege."

"This makes no sense, for I am sent to you for you to advise me and now you say, you know nothing."

I had to pause give her a deep glom. The illogic filled the room. If I knew nothing, uPaychel aware I knew nothing, then why send Palla for my instruction?

I looked into my cup, trying to get 1 +1 and unable.

"Unlesssss," she drawls into a whistle; "he wants you to feed me the fleege so I can pass it on..."

My jaw hit the floor.

I heard her calling my name but everything raced in

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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 12.01.2022
ISBN: 978-3-7554-0517-7

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