The Peace Gene
R.F. Walden
The mumbo-jumbo of extraterrestrial affairs is intriguing but when this savoir faire grips our own planet’s international relations, it gets on pins and needles. Peacenik denizens of the planet Proxima vis-à-vis Earthlings make a consortium of think tanks charting a new multi-world order.
The war among nations has wretched our earth. To put an end to human belligerence it’s the human blueprint that needs tinkering and this peace initiate flutters high. The war of attrition is to become passé with ‘The Grand Finale’ at the behest of Proximan diplomacy. Lars Karlson spearheads the United Nations upon the epochal voting on mandatory administering of ‘DNA additive’ by women. There’s a twist in the tale and there are hairpin jolts at seemingly innocuous passages. The US Prez prefers to ‘Stay calm and enjoy the moment.’
Readers larking for heebie-jeebies will find this sci-fi to be jaunty enough. At no point, does the story get far-fetched but holds on the human emotions such as, “Look at your girl. Isn’t she lovely? I wish I didn’t like her so much.’ with an interplay of gruesome moments. There are nodal agencies like NASA to render credibility in the reader’s mindscape.
It’s an account of what the Proximans tell Earthlings on ‘the historic day’: “Our gift is for mankind. Come, tell everyone.” Do we Earthlings feel so?