War Council

"Now let's not be hasty." Bridget says. "Let's recheck the facts. This Alpha-Gray wants you to unite the Earth under a single planetary government, right? Now, given the current state of Earth's politics, this will obviously involve Americans fighting and dying on multiple fronts. Has Flefrimon offered us any weapons from his supposedly superior civilization?"

"Yes, but nothing concrete." you say.

"How do we know we can trust the Grays?" Betsy says suspiciously. "All they've ever done is crashland ships on our planet. Now they want us to start a world war based on a vague threat of a galactic enemy? Sounds like they just want to weaken us so they can rush in and take over!"

"Well, looking at it from that point of view, I guess it does sound kind of strange." you say. "I guess I just instinctively trusted him somehow. He looked so much like ET from that old movie..."

"But let's not waste an opportunity here either." Barbara says. "What is this alien is telling the truth? Then we stand to profit massively. We do have some new top-secret weapons under development that could give us an edge. If the Grays help even a little bit, uniting the Earth might not be impossible."

"I hate to say it, but most of all philosophy, religion and history would disagree with you." Betsy says.

"We need something more concrete from the Grays before we can go to the American people." Bridget says. "Anything, even a single functioning megadeath ray. Flefrimon should've known this when he came to make his proposal. Don't we have any way of contacting them?"

"I'm afraid not." you say. "I don't know, my gut still tells me to trust Flefrimon. But I'm definitely not starting a world war until all other options have been exhausted."

"It scares me that you're considering starting a world war at all, frankly." Betsy says.

"Betsy!" Barbara says. "Have a little more respect for the Madame President. This is the 22nd century you know."

"No, it's allright Barbara." you say. "I depend on the honest and explicit advice of each and every one of you. Now, I need to think about all this a bit more. You are all dismissed."

"Thy will be done, Madame President." the girls say, each falling to one knee and clapping a fist over her heart. Then they melt away into the shadows.

You stand up and pace around the room. You whisper "Flefrimon... do you even know what a burden you have placed on me?"

1. Summon Dr. Strangelove, director of weapons R&D at Area 51.
2. Call SETI and see if they can convey a message to the Grays.
3. Start a world war just for shits and giggles. Congress? What Congress?
4. Sleep on it.

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