The Tau Ceti Agenda

pants down so easily.'

'Hell, Thomas, the entire nation was caught with their pants down. The DNI has never mentioned anything to me about a potential terrorist threat on Disney World. I mean, what the hell was that all about? Was it all just a ruse to take me hostage? Seems a bit much if you ask me.'

'Yes, sir. But . . .' Thomas wasn't sure what else to say. In some way, he felt that he had let the president down.

'It all worked out, marine. Now buck up.'

'Sir, we're here if you need us,' Thomas said with a sharp single nod, and then stepped back against the wall. 'Otherwise, we're not here, sir.'

'Hell, marine, when you get off duty, we need to sit down and have a round of beers.'

'Yes, sir. It would be an honor, Mr. President.'

'Well, you have to believe that the Independents and the Democrats are going to make the most political hay that they can with this impeachment vote. The vote went as expected from a Dem and Indy dominated House and obviously did not bode well for the Republican President. Some say that the most unbelievable thing here is how little the president has come out and said in his defense this morning. After nearly four years of fighting with Congress over his failed policies to deal diplomatically with the Separatists and now this, he has had nothing to say. Is it a sign that he's given up?' Walt Mortimer was one of the so-called expert panel members for the Round Table of News and lead White House columnist for the Washington Post.

Mortimer had long been considered one of the 'graybeards' of reporters on Washington, D.C., and on systemwide politics. He considered that a noble calling and that his job was to give the public the benefit of his years of experience and wisdom so they could make informed decisions about politics and their daily lives. Others might say that he had made a living by feeding shit to the American public.

'Walt, I disagree with you, as usual. Look at the clock for one thing. It's only noon in D.C., and the president had a heck of a day yesterday. If I were him, I'd be sleeping in for a week. I mean, when was the last time you got shot at and then shrugged it off and went back to work?' Alice St. John was quick to comment. 'The president shouldn't come out and start blasting back until he's heard what is said today and has time to absorb all of the allegations. And what about the poor families of the terrorist attack yesterday? We should be talking about that. This entire impeachement is a farce, and it is nothing but politics at its worst. There isn't a citizen from Sol to Kuiper Station that doesn't see this phony impeachment as nothing but nasty election hijinks from the DNC. So, yes, the president should sit on his right to remain silent for a little while.'

Alice St. John of the System Review was the youngest member of the panel and looked it, with her shoulder-length black hair and more modern dress and demeanor. She was often the sole dissenting voice on the panel. After all, Alice never minded showing the tiniest hint of her cleavage or any restraint when calling one of the 'elder reporters' on something that she thought was utter bullshit. Fortunately for Alice, she was smart and pretty and kept things lively, and so she was able to keep her job secure. Since Gail Fehrer had taken the lead ENN anchor desk spot, Alice had become more and more popular. It was fairly clear that Fehrer was an Alexander Moore White House supporter. It was had been a shift from business as usual with the media network, but their ratings had sored since.

'Then you believe he's guilty?' Britt Howard, the show's host and previous anchor of ENN until Gail Fehrer had exploded in popularity, put Alice on the spot.

'How did you get that out of what I just said?' Alice was flustered. 'That is for the impeachment process to show months from now, but from all the evidence the public has been shown so far, I would say there is maybe a possibility that a leak in the executive branch exists, somewhere, but Moore? No way. So far, and I will keep on repeating this until it sinks in, this looks like typical political shinanigans to sway an election on Tuesday. President Moore has been pushing Capitol Hill with military buildup budget increases for four years now, and the Dems and Indies don't like it. They don't like the fact that when the Separatists left the Sol System, we lost contact with the Tau Ceti colony and likewise lost our major labor force that had been giving the decades Dem-dominated Congress a flourishing economy.

Now that cheap labor is gone, the economy is adjusting, and who's left holding the bag? I don't see the Dems or the Indies taking credit for that. And now we have yet another serious terror attack on American soil! I'd say after yesterday, there is reason for a strong military now more than ever,' Alice replied.

'Oh that is rich, Alice,' Mortimer retorted. 'This sluggish economy and the terrorist attack were brought on by the White House's policies against the Separatists since the Exodus. It could be argued that the attacks yesterday were directly President Moore's fault.'

'That is absurd, and I don't even know how to respond to that.' Alice was clearly on the edge of losing her temper with the older editorialist. It was this flare to her personality that the viewers seemed to like. Britt stepped in to keep the peace by tossing a question to one of the other panalists.

'There are some saying it's not fair to attack the White House, President Moore specifically, the day after an event such as yesterday. What say you, George?' Britt Howard nodded to an older man with a trim goatee. George Denton was a columnist and editorialist for National Public Radio and California Free People's Tribune. He was also considered an elder of the political media industry.

'Well, Britt, all's fair in love and war. And politics is a much rougher game than either of those two. It would be stupid for the Dems not to bring this out right now. With the election looming and the polls so close, they have to do something to counter any boost that President Moore might gain from his, and I say this with suspicion, most opportune heroics that were broadcast live across the system.'

'Oh come on, George. You've seen the Disney video. Moore was struggling for his life and trying to protect his family,' Alice said with a look of disgust on her face. 'Suspicion of what? You think he set all this up himself just to win an election?'

'Perhaps.' The news editor shrugged.

'What about the leaked classified memo from the Oval Office?' Mortimer added.

'Just because the president signed and dated a memo doesn't mean he is the one who leaked it,' Alice retorted. 'This is nonsense.'

'That raises the question to all of us here around the table. Do you think that President Moore is guilty or not guilty of leaking this technology to the Separatist terrorists?' Britt nodded as he named his guests. 'Walt?'

'Guilty.'

'George?'