"Barry N. Malzberg - What I Did To Blunt The Alien Invasion" - читать интересную книгу автора (Malzberg Barry N)

wish to discuss this any further. Of the true and mordant nature of our
relationship, of the dark and tumbling necessity of our connection, I will
inform in another context. At this time we are dealing with the public rather
than the private (and hence irrelevant) consequences of our activity.

4. Remonstrated with myself. Had genuine agonies of conscience, cris de coeur
in the deep insertion of the night. "Perhaps it is a delusion," I was driven so
far by the insensible Susan as to admit. "Perhaps there are no aliens, let
alone an imminent invasion; I have concocted all of this out of heavy drugs,
phantasms, and the need to establish some aura of personal significance. But
no, no, this cannot, possibly be; the corporeal reality of the aliens has been
proven over and again, and I have no reason whatsoever to fantasize." I am of
course compressing this internal monologue significantly while at the same time
preserving its essence. It is of the essence which I am speaking now. "No, I
have examined the issue wholly and profoundly and I know that it is only I who
can sound the warning," I concluded. Would conclude these remonstrances and
heaving internal monologues composed of equal parts self-revulsion and
determination. "It is not internal disintegration but objective necessity. That
necessity can be proven by the very conditions in which we find ourselves. The
times bespeak invasion." Well, don't they? How much doubt can there be about the
nature of dislocation?

5. Rendered pictures of the aliens for talk show hosts or congresspersons who
might want physical evidence. Using Crayola (TM) and perspective drawing,
rendered them as they had appeared in my hallway on that fateful afternoon in
June of 199- when all of this began. Eight-feet aliens with thin lips and
square shoulders, the aspect of soccer goalies or perhaps a new breed of
astronauts, all of them with intense, winking blue eyes and highly concupiscent
genitalia of the requisite kinds. Whiskers and cilia, representative balloons
to display their dialogue, which came in only slightly fractured English with
what seemed to be a cockney accent. "Are you serious?" Susan said, seeing a
cache of these drawings one night, looking as she so often looked in places
which were none of her business. "What are these things, what has happened to
you?" Pointed at the representations of genitalia and with crooked forefinger
made an inexplicable but wholly repellent gesture. "This is too much for me,"
she said. "It's one thing to have a living arrangement, strictly business and
all that and another, quite another to realize that you are living with a
homeboy lunatic." And further statements of a kind which cannot be paraphrased
and need not be included in this otherwise true bill. The pictures, faithful
reproductions of the aliens as they appeared to me on that doomed late Saturday,
the cones and slants of dim summer light infiltrating the walls of this
tenement, have been carefully preserved and are available at any time for
inspection and further consideration.

6. Tried in the absence of any fair response from congresspersons, call-in
hosts, covivant, or the corrupt, self-serving press to take the issue directly
to the streets. "They are already among us," I said, "eight-feet caterpillars
with purple genitalia masquerading as people and they have so clouded our minds
with dangerous drugs and global corruption that we do not notice, we think it is
merely part of urban decay. When several hundred thousand of them, a critical