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"The HazMat team has been notified."

"Should I evacuate?"

"No," was the answer. "Remain at your station. You'll be given further
instructions when HazMat evaluates the situation."

The corpsec frowned. "I'm not settling for that," he said. "Let me listen
to E-l."

Emergency channel 1 came on the speaker just in time for the corpsec
to hear the chatter of excited voices fade under a storm of static and then
vanish beneath the clean white hum of a pirate jammer. Then a voice
spoke, a solemn, sonorous male voice that commanded their attention and
tugged somehow at the emotional chord labeled father.

"This is Jeremiah, speaking for the Homework!тАж"

"Shit."
 "This is an unauthorized transmission," Isaac said.

"Shut up, Isaac," the corpsec said irritably. "I want to hear what they've
done to us."




As always, Homeworld had worked hard to make certain that the
corpsec, Allied Transcon management, and as many of Earth's eight
billion as possible heard.

This is what they heard:

"This is Jeremiah, speaking for the Homeworld.

"From the first, I have been a student of history. The truth of the
present can be found in the past, if you seek it. Enemies hide their evils in
the mists of the past, if you allow it. The winner is the player with the
longest memory.

"For more than a hundred years, the bandits of Allied Transcon have
insulted the Earth, our gentle mother. The trail of Gaea's pain begins with
Allied Transcon's sorry heritage, with names to which such shame
attached that those names were abandoned and hidden.

"We have not forgotten. Rockwell built weapons of war, abetting the
mindless devastation of fragile ecologies. We have not forgotten. Exxon
bled the earth of its precious stores and poisoned the waters and the air
with chemical wastes. We have not forgotten. Mitsubishi supplied the
tools to turn once-beautiful Japan into a mechanized warren and to