The Weapon No-one Wants

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
What is you could do something bad and benefit all mankind. Would you?

Submitted: November 25, 2019

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The mousey little man rapped very lightly on his Boss's office door; tap, tap, tap.

From within the office of the undersecretary of national security, a loud and very gruff voice was heard, saying, "It's open!" 

 

"Sir," Nigel Tibbett said as he stuck his head inside the office.

 

"Yes, yes, Tibbett, what is it?"

"It is finished Sir," Nigel stated in a rather clogged-sinuses sounding, whisper of a voice.

 

Looking annoyed, Commander Throne looked up from his desk and inquired, "What is finished, Tibbett?"

 

Nigel's voice notched up a bit as he replied, "My project, Sir."

 

The Commander told Nigel to come all the way in the room and to close the door behind him, and then he said, "I have hundreds of people working in this building and most of those I couldn't pick out in a crowd. At least two hundred work for people that work for people that answer directly to me. But I couldn't tell you their names.

Then there is you, and a dozen other scientists, all of which were assigned projects long before I was given this post.

There seems to be a lot of Commander Turnover around here, probably because they are under great stress caused by you and yours.

So I guess you are going to have to give me details about your project or I am going to have to bring up your file and read about fifty pages of Hoopla that I probably won't understand, anyway. So why don't you verbally sum it up for me, in thirty words or less."

 

Nigel stammered a bit before saying, "I have successfully built the first undetectable, non-traceable, assassination system. With this system, Sir, we can assassinate any opposition leader, anywhere in the world.

What is it they say, Sir, "It takes an army to kill a dictator," but it only takes a bullet to kill anyone else.

Well, Sir, with this weapon at our disposal, war could be abolished. After all, who in their right mind would cause conflict if they knew that they, and only they, could be eliminated with the push of a button?"

 

"Listen very carefully, Nigel. I want you to go back to that lab of yours. I want you to destroy every bit of your research, destroy the weapon, and scrub your hard-drives."

 

Nigel didn't look surprised, yet he had questions, "But why, Sir? Isn't it time to bring peace to the world?"

 

The Commander replied, "I would love to do that, Tibbett, but the fact remains that weapons manufacturing is a big part of the economy of the world. It is also a proven way to adjust the human population levels of the planet.

So if we didn't buy weapons, sell them, or have needs for them, the economy would collapse; just think of all those people that would be without work if not for wars now and then. Your job would be one of the first to go.

Remember this, no matter what we do people will still suffer, starve, and die.

Now go back to that lab of yours and make sure there is no evidence of this weapon left for anyone to find! Is that clear?"

 

Nigel shook his head in the affirmative and quietly left the room. But once in the hallway, Nigel pressed something on his smart-phone and as soon as he did that, he heard the Commander give out a painful moan.

Nigel walked back into the room to check the Commander for a pulse; there was none. And as Nigel left the room, he said, "One Commander at a time until I find one that will approve my project." Then Nigel laughed with the laugh of a madman.

 

D. Thurmond / JEF

11-25-2019


© Copyright 2020 D. Thurmond, aka, JEF. All rights reserved.

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