(a letter to anyone visiting Earth who is not from Earth, continued from last blog)
He could be right, but I’ve decided not to worry about it. You’ve built craft that can cross light years of space, so you either traveled at faster than light speeds (and we just discovered the Higgs Boson a few months ago) or you can support yourself for thousands of years, thousands of generations maybe, or you live a phenomenally long time, or you’ve got cryogenics and can just sleep through the whole voyage, but any way you did it, you’re technology is so superior to our own that if you want to wipe us out, you’ll be able to, and I’m taking the fact that you haven’t done so so far as a sign of benevolence.
This is how we usually picture you. Do you look anything like this? If not, sorry. We’re just projecting. No offense meant.
If it’s just indifference, well, I can understand that, and we can live with it. It is, after all, the 2nd best of the three alternatives and one of the two that doesn’t involve the total extinction of the human race.
Some people might also say that I should not be writing to you, appointing myself as Earth’s ambassador to extraterrestrial visitors, but, what the hell. (That’s an expression in English, the predominant language of Earth. It means I don’t really care what they think.) Since it’s not an official position and nobody else is claiming it, I figure it might as well be me as anybody else.
One of the things you need to know about us humans is we’re not all the same. No two of us agree on everything, and very large segments of us don’t agree with other very large segments of us about damned near anything. We argue about politics, economic systems, wealth distribution, the environment, religion, and what constitutes appropriate attire.
You might be horrified to hear some of the stupid shit (a word that correctly means feces, but is often used to indicate something of little value. Depending on the inflection and the social circle within which you are communicating, it can also be a word in praise of a plant which many humans like to light on fire and ingest by inhalation. Earth languages are insane.) that comes out of people’s mouths.
But, despite the fact that we argue a lot, we love each other. Most of us. Most of the time.
(to be continued)
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