Anthropologist from another planet.
By Lloyd J Hart
Planet Observance Journal.
When I arrived at the planet the locals call Earth I put the craft in high Orbit cloaking the craft so as not to be discovered according to our rules to observe and do not participate. My work would be conducted without observation from the surface of the planet or from their thousands of what they call satellites in lower space orbit and my multiple sojourns to the surface also being cloaked.
I was able to collect all the usual data in order to show if any progress had occurred from the last planetary correction event. Unfortunately I was not able to observe much that would prevent another correction event. Though, what looked like a normal global human infestation following the same patterns of radical population increase, interspecies warfare and wide spread destruction of the ecology of the surface of the planet, an interesting development has occurred. It seems they have developed an unconscious collective drive towards acquiring the ability to store large amounts of information for long periods of time on top of developing an artificial instant global communication system for the purpose of collecting data to store. At first they attempted to use punch cards made from plant fiber in devices they called Hollerith machines but then polymers from one of their main fuel supplies that they call oil or bitumen. They then moved onto solid crystal like material or what they call a solid state hard drive. Some human made some not.
The push toward storing large amounts of information for long periods of time is the only sign of progress we've seen in a million years. It means that they want to get through the next correction event or what they call an Ice Age and maintain organizational continuity. A correction event or Ice Age if you're not familiar with it is a direct result of the wobbling planet's orbits and the repetitive human addiction to using high carbon dioxide content volatile fuels and aerosol particulate pollution that accumulate in the atmosphere, at the polls and mountain tops leading to catastrophic ice melt desalinating and therefore slowing ocean currents.
The correction event has a tendency to knock the human population down to around 25% of its peak from the beginning of the correction event which allows the ecology of the planet and the deep ocean currents to be restored to normality. This happens by massive ice sheets forming out of the northern and southern oceans and onto the land through the development of super storms as a result of the desalination of the oceans and halting ocean currents. Of course, once the correction event comes to an end the human process starts over again. Those that have survived as with all other mobile life forms are pushed toward the equator of the planet.
With organizational continuity surfacing in the human infestation at its peak this may be the actually moment when we will see them move onto the next phase of ensuring a correction event doesn't occur again after the one they are presently in. However, we have seen other planets repeat this process many times over again as it takes some time for warfare to be eradicated from the humans tissue memory.
Well, anyway, this is where the incident sprang from. It was my own sloppiness in my excitement to see the progress and wanting to get a closer look at their data storage technology I didn't realize that they might have also created a device that would be able to see through my cloaking as I walked through their tribal enclaves.
I entered one of their craft halls where these machines for storing memory were being constructed and I went over to where a group of men were looking at something with what seemed to be great excitement, almost cheering. I went and stood on the other side of the device they were facing and didn't realize that I'd stepped directly into a radioactive field. As I bent down and looked directly into the beam to get a proper reading of the beams content all the humans without exception stopped all their cheering and developed stunned looks on their faces as they stared at the device and then looked directly at the space I was standing in. To my shock I felt as if they were looking at and seeing me. To confirm any detection of my presence in the device they were looking into I quickly moved to where the humans were standing only to see an almost transparent view of some metal tool in the device. At this point the humans all looked in the direction I moved but then looked back to the device and this is where I made my biggest mistake.
To confirm that the humans had developed a device that could detect our presence among them when we are cloaked I took my hand and reached around the other side of the device and to my horror not only did I jerked back but so to did the humans at what we all saw, my hand waving up and down.
All the humans jump back and crash into things while they all stared in the space they knew I inhabited. One of the humans leaped up and grabbed the device and pointed it right at me. Well, there we were, them staring directly at my body and then my face and me staring right back at them. It was at this point that I thought it best that I depart and figure out what to do next, leave the project completely behind or figure out how to get a hold of that device to temporarily keep them blind to my presence while I observe the correction event. After I left it occurred to me that they may have captured the data of my presence.
"Holy fuck!" A tall skinny man gaffed "And this is the only way you guys could see him?"
"Yes, but he could pass through all manner of physical properties. The lab tables, chairs and walls, us." one of the men from the spoke up.
"Well, we are screwed. Once the Pentagon realizes we have developed the SBS and discovered an intelligent alien life form with it we will not be able to go to market." Tall and skinny lamented.
"George, what if we don't tell them?" Said another of the white coats.