Post by The Master on Feb 6, 2013 16:31:03 GMT
It appears I may not have to do much to reduce this planet to a stinking pile of rubble.
The sweet irony of allowing Earth to destroy itself would be a masterstroke.
That little pun pleases me no end.
I have learned that Earth's geopolitical stability rests on a precarious balance. Opposing 'Superpowers' are locked in a 'Cold War' - a constant ideological struggle for supremacy. One side dare not initiate outright hostilities for fear of a military response using their most powerful weapons: globally-ranged projectiles armed with a simple fission device. Crude and primitive but wonderfully effective and fit-for-purpose.
I propose to upset that precarious balance. To tip it over the edge until these powers have no choice but to declare war on each other. With their precious equilibrium disturbed, catastrophe will ensue.
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It appears that UNIT have persuaded nearly every intelligence agency on this planet to declare an all-out 'manhunt' against me.
How flattering. I'm now 'Public Enemy Number One'. I'm not 'wearing' my own face so no matter.
I did draw a little interest as I read 'Mein Kampf' while relaxing by the swimming pool. I should choose something a little less conspicuous next time. Maybe a novel by a contemporary popular writer. Perhaps 'The Day of the Jackal' or 'The Exorcist'.
I shall read it while on my flight to Switzerland. I hear the snow-capped mountains are quite spectacular at this time of year.