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The Primarian Transcripts

by Don Phillips

330 pages; quality trade paperback (softcover); catalogue #02-0201; ISBN 1-55369-388-4; US$28.50, C$38.95, EUR25.40, £17.60

Fossil fuel burning has polluted earth's atmosphere, also creating global warming. The oil producers will not stop and on occasion have sabotaged alternative energy systems. The ISS crew has vowed to stop them.

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About the Book The International Space Station (ISS), in AD 2341, receives the first transmissions from an intelligent, highly evolved society outside our Solar System. The alien society resides on a doomed planet (Primar) in the Alpha Centauri group, a tri-star system about 4.3 light years from Earth, the closest stars outside our Sun. Primar is trapped in a run-away global warming disaster brought about by a long period of fossil fuel burning. The transcripts of these transmissions are a warning about the hazards of the reliance on fossil fuels for the production of energy. The Primarian Transcripts chronicles the struggle by the crew of the ISS to fight the oil producers, thus allowing alternative forms of energy production to be developed and exploited. The ISS is joined in their fight against the oil producers by the Western and European Pilots Association, (WEPA); a group of pilots who previously had been flying "Jacks" (Jet assisted Cargo Copters) for the World Security Council (WSC). The WSC has used their extensive forces to protect the oil producers and have established localized Councils around the world to carry out their desires. Owning or controlling over ninety percent of the world*s oil and gas reserves, the WSC is dedicated to the destruction or sabotage of all other forms of energy production. The crew of the ISS and the WEPA has vowed to stop them.

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About the Author Don Phillips has written scientific articles for magazines and participated in many Internet discussions on science, primarily theoretical physics. His first love, however, is science fiction. Phillips is a Korean War veteran, 1951-1952. He has been an artist since his graduation from the Dallas Art Institute in 1959.

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Sample Excerpts

Excerpt 1

We began to communicate with our eyes, other facial expressions and body movements almost two hundred thousand years ago. We have evolved without vocal chords, as they were no longer necessary. Our language is not "mental telepathy" in the strictest sense, and we have receptors to "hear" sounds but from what we found during our probe of your planet during EY A.D. 1938-1947 they are far more sophisticated than the human ear. Our probe lasted long enough to document your "prime" language and convert it to our written language.........

The loss of our probe on Earth in A.D. 1947 EY ended our deep space program. With only fission engines aboard our spacecraft it took 2274 EY to reach your Solar System. Also, without a reliable suspended animation system aboard we had to clone and re-clone the original flight crew. The twelfth generation of that crew arrived in your Solar System. The average Primarian life span is one hundred eighty EY, due primarily to advances in gene therapy. Your two most dreaded*cancer and heart disease, have been eliminated in our culture but we now have the problem of over population, doubling every 23 EY, despite all efforts at birth control, which increases the demand for energy. We will be sending the technical information to you in future transmis.......(Disrupt)........

Adult Primarians, though very dissimilar from your adults, have many similarities in the embryonic stage, even though we have been going through the evolutionary process far longer than you. Primarians learn to communicate beginning at birth and are proficient at age fifty EY. The Primarian language would be extremely difficult for anyone not born to it. If you are receiving this communication you can appreciate how difficult the Primarian language would be to the untrained, if it's even possible.

Only a powerful computer can do that. If you are reading this communication then you have such a computer. We will be......." (transmission terminated).

Commander Malecov lowered the page to his desk. "Well, what do you think, Silky?"

"Think?"

"I think we've just witnessed the most important episode in history. It's almost unbelievable."

"Silky, let's get busy on the Centari-B Solar System. We need to determine the daily position of the Primarian planet. Do you think we should bring Dr. Heindorff in on this? And let's have Buck send a reply, an acknowledgement to Primar. I think it's important to them that they receive confirmation that someone is listening and understanding. And have your science group check on the Earths population status...that may have some importance to our energy needs.

"Well, the "Queen" would be the most qualified, but you've already assigned the job to Ronnie." Silky reminded the Commander. "I think Ronnie will do a good job."

"O.K. Let's keep Dr. Heindorff in reserve, but I do not intend to show her this transcript. This is still to be considered Top Secret until we decide exactly what to do with it."

"Paris Command?" asked Silky.

"No way." was the Commanders emphatic reply. "We're sitting on this one."

"Do you think we'll be getting daily transmissions as the Primarians say?"

"I believe so, Silky." "But get with Buck and the Comm. guys to make sure that our NG antenna is in perfect order. We should expect the transmissions to arrive at about the same time as they did today.

Excerpt 2

Major Beckmann sensed something odd and went for the fazer on her table. But the needle went into her arm before she could reach it.

"What the hell..." she started to say.

In two seconds her knees buckled and Wil caught her. Wil assured her that everything was all right.

Susan said; "O.K., whatever." Her speech was lucid but a bit slurred.

Will looked at Amy; "I'll have to try some of that on you, Amy."

Amy smiled and said; "You don't need it on me."..."Willie."

Andres phone rang. It was Amy. He was glad he didn't have to pay the phone bill.

"Yes, Amy. Is it done?"

"Sure is, Andre. She'll be agreeable for ten to twelve hours."

"Excellent, Amy. Now you and Wil get some sleep. DesBeins' goons will be up here at 0900 tomorrow."

Andre turned to the others in his compartment. "You guys get some sleep too. We need to have our little talk with Beckman by 0700, tomorrow." He then turned to Silky.

"Stay here a few minutes while I read that last Primarian transcript."

They sat at the table and Andre read aloud.

.......(garbled transmission)...and the asteroids will be in the Primarian atmosphere in 30 minutes....the...largest one will be here first and the second one will be....(disrupt)....so it does not look like we will be........(disrupt)...but it will be quick...not like the slow, torturing death by global warming...(end transmission).

"I believe that will be the last Primarian transmission, Silky. That message was sent four years ago and they were not able to receive our reply. They are gone...without knowing that anyone knew or cared about them."

"We've got to get these Primarian transcripts into safe hands," Silky added. "On Earth."

"In the morning I'm going to have Buck make a complete second file of the transcripts so that each of us have a copy. Then I'll have him destroy all records of them in the computer. Let's get to bed now and meet at Beckmanns apartment...0700." Silky left.

Andre went to bed thinking about Primar, and the Primarian people. A culture far in advance of ours and yet......he felt like crying...and did.

Excerpt 3

"Uh, oh." Silky said.

"What's wrong, Silky?"

"There's a vehicle coming up on the scanner Andre....no, it's a missile, Silky corrected, as he saw the missile indicator light flashing. Silky smiled to himself; "They must not like our re-entry code."

"I'll release some of that "scatter" now," Wil said. And we're low enough to spread our wings. That'll give us maneuverability."

"Are you tracking the missile, Silky?"

"Yes, Wil. It's going to miss us entirely. It went after the "scatter."

"Silky, can you vector the missile launch site?"

"Done did it, Andre. It came from one of those "under construction" missile sites in Iraq. They've got us on their radar screens."

"Keep your eye peeled for any more, Silky." Andre said. "I'm going to call DesBeins in Paris. I'll put a stop to this right now." Andre switched to the exterior comm. antenna, then punched in the Council number.

"DesBeins...Come in, DesBeins."

"He's not here," the male voice answered. We're closed....For the holiday."

"Then you'd better find him." Andre said. "I've got a double E here."

"What holiday?" Andre wondered. Then he remembered. Yesterday, Sunday, was "One-World" day. It never caught on, but it was still a holiday. And two World Wars had been fought since it was enacted two centuries ago.

"If I can locate the Councilman may I tell him the nature of your call, sir?"

"Tell him I've got a nuke headed his way."

"Yeah, sure."

Andre couldn't believe it. "This guy thinks I'm a crank caller."

"Do you have a family?" Andre asked.

"yes..."

"Better call them .....and say "goodbye."

A few seconds later DesBeins got on the line. "Who is this?!" he demanded.

"This is the man with eight nuclear missiles. And I'd like to introduce you to them."

"Malecov!...wha?"

"Andre cut him off, "DesBeins, shut down your missile sites or I'll do it for you."

"But I don't have any mis..."

"Don't even go there, asshole. I know you and the WSC control all the missile sites in the Mid-East. So let's cut the bullshit and get down to business."

"What do you want, Malecov?"

"Your neck in a noose, for starters. But that'll have to come later. Right now I'll settle for you shutting down the missile sites and the radar scanners. I have one site vectored......and the Paris Council is not on my no-no list. These babies are armed and the next missile you fire will bring an immediate response."

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