The NULL Solution = Episode 180

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The NULL Solution = Episode 180

…When heaped on top of an already formidably accumulated pile of reasons, has ultimately culminated in a Space Family McKinney pow-wow…

Pow Wow by Jean Clayton

With Roy and Francine in the twilight of their lives, far from dead but golden nonetheless, that and the fact he flat-out misses the company of his brother, is not lost on Deke McKinney. As much as Eridanus has become home to him, Earth is within reach and time is a wasting.

Up until now, Deke has taken up the task of an anchor. He and his growing family are the very reason for staying put… even after Cerella was cared for by Dr. Jean-Luc Picard on Earth. Even after he and Sammy Mac were roaming the halls of King Ranch in the dark of night to retrieve his wife and child. At the time, it just made sense to return to Eridanus.

But the anchor is starting to lose its grip. When heaped on top of an already formidably accumulated pile of reasons, has ultimately culminated in a Space Family McKinney pow-wow.

The preeminent tribe of space travelers is confronted by a conundrum; not the daunting query from Mars, but nearly as seminal in nature. They have no need of permission, but a quorum amongst them is certainly required. The issue is an old one. The timing is not.

Only the cast of characters has changed, thereby severely muddying the possible outcomes. Being a groundbreaking family usually does not include introducing the 1st & 2nd true alien beings ever {that we know} on Earth. The Milky Way Census Bureau will have a time with that one…

  1. Female – Alien {Cerella} –  Country of Origin – Epsilon Eridani
  2. Male – Mixed Galactic Strain {Joyner} – Country of Origin – Texas USA Earth

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The NULL Solution = Episode 137

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The NULL Solution = Episode 137

…On a remote corner of King Ranch is an undistinguished home, 7/8ths of which is below grade, facing eastward and has prairie grass and cacti for a roof…

Over in the purported Mr. Lorgan’s Neighborhood, silent preparations are being made for Collapsar Axis’ arrival. Fletcher Fitch has been assigned the task of his long life; install the global force field that the inventor-race-deluxe, Seljuk bestowed upon them. While he is at it, beef up the disruptor array aboard SEx.

Fitch was the scientific whistleblower who exposed the United Korean Peninsula for the Space Colony 1 destroyers that they were. That they were in league with his country of Talibanistan made him a marked man for decades to come. What he does not know, is that there is still a hefty price on his head and fortune hunters out there willing to pursue the bounty.

Texas Sunrise | by DustDevilDiver (Briley Mitchell)

On a remote corner of King Ranch is an undistinguished home, 7/8ths of which is below grade, facing eastward. It has prairie grass and cacti for a roof. It has sheltered the traitor/scientist for many Texas sunrises and provided a haven for his wife and two daughters. The daughters had departed the underground nest years ago, leaving Fatima and the former Aldona Afridi to live out the rest of their lives. Once you are a friend of the Crippens, always a friend.

Up until now, his association with Galveston Launch Facility was viewed as benign. He is just one of a thousand other geek-types that work there… until he was recognized by the single “looter” who managed to elude death the other night. It seems that King Ranch booty may have been secondary to a greater Muslim cause.

It turns out that rogue goon-squad fishing expedition has accidentally spotted a Big Fitch.

But this Fitch is heedless in respect to any danger. He is flush with the excitement, like a kid in a candy store. Molecular stabilizers, force fields and disruptor arrays replace sugar plums and squirt guns. He is on top of the cutting edge technology pile and he relishes the view.

And his daughters have returned to the nest to help celebrate science, in addition to his 75th birthday. With life expectancies exceeding 100, his ¾ share of life {26 clear of his ties to Talibanistan} is well-worth celebrating. But a glitch in the ranch power grid has forced the party to move to Crippen/McKinney territory. However, Francine and Mindy’s culinary skills are lacking when it comes to Near-East cuisine, so Fatima must ferry his favorite foods from a mile away.

“Where is Fatima? I swear that woman doesn’t sit still for one minute!”

“She went back for the Harissa, forgot it in the blackout, back on the counter.” The dish made from semolina is a treat from the old days, unknown to local restaurateurs. Fletcher seldom asks for anything Arab. “Come dance with me my daughters!”


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The NULL Solution = Episode 133

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The NULL Solution = Episode 133

…The dark side of humanity is on full display…

“Roy is on his way home, Mindy.” Francine is trying to calm a fellow wife of an astronaut, who has mounting reasons to worry, considering that security cameras are showing tiny flashes of light out in the distance. “Fatima Fitch said Fletcher came home an hour ago.”

“I wish Gus were here.”

Roy’s flying days have long since come and gone, but she still lives and dies with every mission, by Gus, Deke, Rick Stanley or any other who sacrifice their home life in the name of exploration.

Insecurity is all around.

When there are wolves outside the door, a person requires more than reassuring words. Sometimes the tables are turned.

A dozen or so, it is too dark to tell exactly, men have shot their way past the gates of the ranch residential compound. It is not clear what they are after, but it cannot be good.

Scenes like this are being played out all around the world, whenever the dark of night can conceal identities. Mob mentality has taken root. Looting is an excuse for the opportunist.

This is turning into the wild, wild West. Where is Marshall Matt Dillon when you need him?

In his heyday, Roy Crippen was a real-life hero. Like when the teenage McKinney boys were taken hostage by terrorists, who stashed them on a Gulf of the Americas oil rig and threatened to kill them if their demands were not met. Did young{er} Roy wait for the Coast Guard? Of course not! He flew his own jetcopter in, threw the scene into chaos and rescued them himself. He took matters into his own hands.

And so he does today, when most septuagenarians have double-bolted all the doors and covered the windows with plywood, Roy reprises his role of rescuer. He leads his presidential motorcade through the battered compound gates, opening fire with his own weapon to thwart the scattering looters. The Secret Service can only join the fray.

Despite shoot-to-kill warnings from Chasin Hedley himself, the bad apples care not. The dark side of humanity is on full display, when ill-gotten gains will do no good, when the planet is supposedly about to be laid waste by invading aliens.

King Ranch was supposed to be a “normal” haven for his 1st family, as well as the first family of space. Until the world can set aside the mass hysteria, even the fences guarding the White House are not nearly tall enough.

When the Texan invaders are vanquished, the vanquisher himself can rest easy… until NASA breaks in to tell him…

…“Olympus Mons is starting to erupt.” —


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