“There are universes and then there are universes,” Xano said. “This one merits a look.”“Our agents report the people are hostile - unreceptive to change,” his assistant, Maylor, said with indifference.Xano frowned. “You disappoint me, Maylor - such a negative attitude! What good is it to be an officer of science if you risk nothing?” Maylor continued his inventory of the supply cabinet. “I did not choose my vocation, as some did,” he eyed his superior, “it was chosen for me. They informed me I had an aptitude . . . ““What else do your agents report?” Xano asked, thumbing through an Archaeological volume.“It’s all there,” Maylor said, unwilling to stop his work.Xano pored over the section on Earth. “They still couple? And give birth?” He was fascinated and it showed.
Maylor grunted an affirmative and moved on to the next cabinet.
“How traditional.” Xano flipped ahead to the drawings and was astounded by how different they looked from one another. “They’re so odd-looking.” He squinted at the drawings as if that would give him further insight. “None of them look alike.”
Maylor sighed. He didn’t need another newbie fresh from supervisor training to share his revelations about that stupid, little planet. He put down his clipboard. “I don’t see what’s so fascinating. The human animal is one of the millions of primitive races who have nothing to offer us.”
“I disagree,” Xano said, “they are very noteworthy. For example, they resist colonization.” He pointed to the page he studied. “They do not willingly obey requests, requiring the application of mental pressure to gain compliance. Even when compliance occurs, they show resentment and anger toward the enforcer. All efforts to reassure subjects are rejected. The response in subjects is often so strong that it necessitates laying in a mental command to forget. They are emotionally volatile and unpredictable. A peaceful colonization does not seem feasible; if colonization is to be achieved, it will likely occur by force.” Xano’s excitement was so evident that it sickened Maylor.
“Too much trouble if you ask me,” Maylor said and picked up his clipboard. “Why bother?”
Xano ignored Maylor and continued his study of the strange and ancient people of Earth. “I can understand the urge to resist - the desire to do as you please at times. Just because one demonstrates these traits doesn’t make them a malcontent or an enemy, does it?” Maylor said nothing. “I’d like to study them more closely. Are you aware of any missions that I might apply for?”
Maylor smiled and gave Xano an application form. “Yes, here you are. Just fill that out and turn it in to Personnel.
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“You have done very well, Maylor,” the Chief of Enforcement congratulated him. “You’ve such a talent for weeding out dissidents.”
“Thank you, sir.” Maylor was smug.
“You’ll be available to testify at trial?”
Maylor nodded and smiled. “I am always available to do my civic duty, sir!”
“Fine, fine,” said the Chief. “I only wish I had a hundred more like you. Then we could round up every subversive and ship them all off to Earth.”