Alright For Toast

Loads of things are a let down. It's good to prepare for that.

If your head is kept warm by a tin hat, you might think Sci-Fi has been conditioning us for decades to soften the dramatic blow of a government finally telling us about their knowledge of extra terrestrials.

Maybe they even harbour a few? Were here before us? Walk among us? If it's the latter, I'm sure they're thoroughly depressed as they regularly fall short of 10,000 steps.

Modern news stories now see credible government and ex-military folk (although seemingly on in the USA) come forward to stake compelling claims about the alien technology or even biology they have witnessed.

It's compelling even to a casual skeptic.

But what haunts my thoughts isn't the terrifying fact of the unknown, fear of extinction and being enslaved, or even the fall of religion.

It's the likelihood of an all too familiar human let down.

What if the aliens are harvesting and selling our personal data. Like every other twat in the universe.

They sell it back home to intergalactic call centres that have seen all marketing avenues fail and have come back around to hardened telesales.

The low quality data, they'll sell right back to companies like yours and our governments. The US government has at least been pro-active enough to get a jump on this.

China are data blind, the US have a 1 in 36 flip rate on some really low end re-mortgaging data and the aliens are likely enough ahead of us a species that they're about to lose the will to live any moment now and everything will go back to normal.

The next bright activity in the nights sky won't be a natural phenomena. It was the Alpha Centauri's longest standing call centre going up in flames.

One last insurance job effort before the sun sets on a species we haven't properly met yet.