Hi folks, I’m just keeping you up to date with the state of play with my current science fiction writing project. Here is its prologue and one paragraph taken completely out of context which I have deliberately chosen to peak your curiosity.
There was a time when mankind thought he was alone in the universe, largely thanks to the lies fed to him as fact by his religious leaders for thousands of years. Down the millennia of his existence, he was browbeaten into believing that an all-powerful God made man in his own image, and that his was the only intelligent species to be found anywhere in the firmament. From the eighteenth through to the twenty-first century, the same lies continued to be reinforced by equally narrow minded philosophers who also believed that man was alone in the universe. They were about to be proven wrong.
Astronomers and physicists back in the twenty-first century believed it would take at least one hundred thousand years to journey to the other side of the Milky Way, given the technology of the time. They also believed it would not even be possible for man to travel safely through the minefield of our own planetary system for many centuries to come, let alone uncharted space. They were proved wrong on both counts, when unbeknown to them an artefact from Earth’s twentieth century appeared on the opposite side of our galaxy. Somehow or other it had only taken a mere one thousand one hundred and thirty seven years to get there, after finally passing beyond the Solar systems outer limits in the early part of 2013. The fact that it was relatively unscathed, given all of the hazards hidden in the darkness of space which it undoubtedly had to negotiate, was a miracle in itself. Because of its discovery in another planetary system, in 3150 the Earth was visited by a representative of the sentient species who discovered it.
Barely a month had passed since Brewer Long was sworn in as the three hundred and twenty-eighth citizen ever to hold the office of President of the United States. The inevitable consequences of the assassination in America of the first alien ever to visit the Earth (even though technically speaking the United Nations building was not considered to be US soil), would either be the making or breaking of him. Either way he was glad to have his friend and old commanding officer as his military advisor. He had been a fighter pilot under Glen’s command, rising to the rank of Major before resigning his commission to become a politician like his father and grandfather before him. Inevitably there were some individuals jealous of his success who said he entered politics purely for the purpose of self-aggrandisement. While that may be true for the vast majority of politicians, in Brewer’s case nothing could be further from the truth. He saw it merely as continuing his patriotic duty to his country. His family had been involved in politics since the loose collection of thirteen colonies amalgamated to form the nucleus of the new nation known to the world as the United States of America in 1789, under the leadership of its first President, George Washington, a few short years after the American Revolutionary War with the British Crown ended in victory for the former colonists.
More later if your patient…