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Malko Kalharri had been a soldier for too many years; he never moved quickly when the situation did not
warrant it. After a moment he said simply, "The Unification Council is 'discussing'тАФthis is the word they have
used all morning for the screaming and threatsтАФthe feasibility of adding an amendment to their damned
Statement of Principles, to allow the Secretary General to hold office for more than three four-year terms.
Sarah Almundsen must be turning over in her grave; the first amendment ever proposed to that brilliant
piece
of writing being a tool to keep one of her more foolish successors in office a little while longer." He shook his
head. "It's not going well at any rate; SecGen Tenerat didn't think this one through all the way, silly damn
frog that he is." He paused a moment and without looking at her said, "No offense meant."
"None taken," said Suzanne Montignet drily.
"Not that the opposition has prepared for it either. The Unification Councillor for Sri Lanka opened the
floor for discussion on the subject; so far this morning that's been the most coherent thing anybody's said."
"I see."
Kalharri turned his head then to look at her. He grinned broadly. "I've been watching this damned box all
morning, you know. I tried turning up the brightness control earlier..."
"It didn't work."
"Afraid not." He turned back to the screen.
"Amnier's here."
Kalharri did not look back. He took a sip from his coffee before replying. "The guards told me. You're
supposed to believe that he's gone through all of your documents in the last hour or so; torn your office
apart, so to speak, however neatly. He's been there for an hour already; he knows you don't usually get in
until 9 a.m., and he'll be expecting you to come charging up to your office as soon as you learn that he had
himself let in to wait."
"Wheels within wheels. What do I do?"
"Command," said Malko Kalharri, "bring coffee." The word Acknowledged blinked briefly in the lower right
hand corner of the 3-D tank, and vanished. He lowered his voice slightly to normal conversational levels.
"Amnier's appointment isn't until ten o'clock."
"So?"
Filled cups and condiments appeared on the floor next to the couch; memory plastic raised itself up from
the floor to become a table at Kalharri's right hand. Kalharri took his cup and sent the table gliding across the
floor toward Montignet. "I don't like surprises, my dear. They have a terrible tendency to be lethal."
"So?"
"Darryl's the same way, he doesn't like surprises. Right now he's expecting you to arrive any moment,
angry. So, have
a seat," he said cheerfully, "drink your coffee and watch the politicians, and make the bastard wait."




Excerpted from the Name Historian's Looking Backwards From the Year 3000; pub. 3018,
Alternities Press, CU:110.00 Zaradin.

Wars which were, by the standards of provincial humanity, notably severeтАФthe wars were referred to as
World War I and World War IIтАФbrought home to the societies of the time the need for some social
mechanism that would prevent similar man-made catastrophes from occurring again. With the development
of thermonuclear explosives capable of ending all life within the biosphere of Earth, it became clear that some
form of containment was required to prevent the species from destroying itself, and its planet into the
bargain.
In 1969, a child named Sarah Almundsen was born in America.
Sarah Almundsen became Secretary General of the United Nations in the year 2014. With aid from