Pulp Fiction, 1954 · page 16 of 146
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THE ENVIED thought, yet we work gladly for the bodily comfort of those whose minds will one day join our community.” It sounded very fine. It was the standard argument, the official viewpoint; but there were some who dis- trusted the use of certain words. There seemed to be a slur in that description— ‘primitives.’ The ‘Greys were setting themselves up as aristocrats. In the middle of the twenty-second century there was a revolution in Central Europe. The group that had once, as a nation, been known as Czechoslovakia, declared its Opposition to the growing power of the Greys. It objected to certain decrees re- garding the readjustment of Federation control bound- aries and limitations that had been placed on _ ordinary human research into infra- atomics. “ The Greys,” ran the pro- clamation, “wish to hold all power in their inhuman hands. The peoples of the 15 human race must unite and assert their independence.” There was certainly a hubbub in scientific circles. And there was a great deal » of angry speculation when two leading human scientists died in suspicious circum- stances and were taken into the After-men fold. From there they declared that they had been mistaken in advo- cating opposition to the Greys. The Greys were en- lightened rulers who thought only in terms of the welfare of the race from which, after all, they sprang. Nevertheless there was an armed insurrection, culminat- ing in an attempt to take over the big research laboratories in Prague. The Greys de- feated this easily enough, with very little bloodshed. They ordered, however, the judicial execution of the four ringleaders . . . and within a matter of days the converted minds of the ringleaders were uttering, through robot mouths, the recantation of their earlier beliefs. comiclooks.conn