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These aliens are mentally far superior
to us. They do not attempt to organize
human affairs or govern human society,
any more than we tried to organize the
affairs of squirrels or rabbits. Instead,
they use Earth for their own purposes,
and simply push us aside or kill us
when our presence becomes
Zargonian technology has advanced to
a level that humans cannot even
comprehend. Their star ships, for
example, can travel thousands of times
the speed of light, a feat that according
to human physics is impossible.
Therefore, humans cannot travel to
Zargon, but Zargonians can visit
humans on a long weekend. Naturally,
these visits are not all that welcome.
Zargonians are great lovers of
swimming and water sports, but their
home planet has no natural beaches.
So they have turned our beaches and
coastal areas into vacation resorts that
are off limits to humans. The remainder
of Earth they have designated as
"human management areas," where
they hunt us for pleasure, and for our
meat, which is considered a delicacy by
Zargonians use a variety of hunting
techniques. Most often they shoot us
Other times, they
frighten us and then shoot us in the
back as we run for our lives. Another
favorite technique is to unleash vicious
Zargonian hounds who chase us to
exhaustion and desperation,
sometimes tearing us apart with their
claws and teeth when they catch us.
Occasionally, in a technique known as
baiting, Zargonians will set up a fast
food restaurant or pizza parlor and
burst in on us while we eat, with their
Zargonian "street sweepers" blazing.
Zargonian weapons, the operating
principles of which are not well
understood by human scientists, can
kill us at extremely long range. Our
weapons, on the other hand, are rarely
able to injure or kill a Zargonian hunter.
When a human does kill a Zargonian
hunter or destroys one of their vehicles,
the Zargonians become indignant
about "vicious" humans. They take
measures to deal with the problem,
such as extending the hunting season
and increasing the bag limit.
However, even the Zargonians'
technology is not perfect. Often their
weapons leave us alive but dreadfully
wounded, and we die slowly and
painfully from blood loss, infection, or
starvation. Some of us are mothers,
and we die knowing that our children
are orphans. Some of us are children,
left to starve alone and afraid when
they kill our parents.
Sometimes, to make the hunt more
"sporting," Zargonian hunters limit
themselves to what they call "primitive
weapons." They claim that this gives us
a better chance to get away and is in
the spirit of "fair chase."
weapons are primitive only by
Zargonian standards, not ours, and
they do not even the odds; it simply
means more of us are wounded rather
than killed outright.
In any event, we do
not see anything fair or sporting about
killing us from ambush, shooting us in
the back, or killing us with powerful
technology, even technology that looks
primitive to the aliens.
An Earthling Rights Movement on
Zargon has formed that is trying to
have the hunting of humans banned
because it is cruel and unworthy of the
advanced Zargonian civilization. When
challenged, Zargonian hunters,
supported by the Zargonian
government, defend their sport with the
arguments in The Zargonians' Case for
On Zargon, this Earthling Rights debate
rages on. On Earth, the fearsome
Zargonian weapons take their toll.
Every hunting season, we suffer and
die by the hundreds of millions; our
children are orphaned, our adults
widowed. Terror and grief are now the
most common human emotions.
one is left unaffected. The cruelty of the
Zargonian hunters has twisted one way
or another every human life. However,
the most crushing truth of all is that we
are helpless to end this slaughter.
fate is in the hands of the Zargonians;
we are completely at their mercy. When
will it end? How will it end? Will it ever
end? These are the most important
questions in our lives, but only the
aliens can answer them. We wait. We
hope. And while we hope, we die.
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