30 | John W. Warner IV Defense Department, one built around an ancient pentagon-shaped star fort that connects with the city grid using the sacred geometry of our illustrious ancient forebears; I knew we would be drawn into the war years ago; it was our destiny, the Arsenal of Democracy and more. The subtle earth energy coursing through those long hallways properly channeled will help us achieve our inevitable victory. Impressive. I never knew the entire gist before, said Marshall. Churchill removed his damp cigar. I never conjured any doubts on your part, Franklin. The president said: The Russians are cleansing what peoples and history are left of old Tartaria, their fine buildings, gold-domed mosques. In a few years time, all well have left of her are the old maps and a few scattered stones. Lost high civilizations and their close associations with star people are being scrubbed from history. Pitiful, really. Sad. And the Japanese are doing the same to the Khmer ruins in Indochina, added Marshall. Though well have their undivided attention soon enough. Staunchly conservative, Winston said defiantly: Perhaps thats best. If the common people wake up too fast about our true history and reality, our continuing visitations from extraterrestrials, then uprising, anarchy, and deprivation will befall the entire I vehemently diss-ah-gree! snapped Roosevelt, suddenly emotional. So help me almighty God, Ill stand up in Congress when this wars over and tell them the truth square in the eye, wobbly legs or no. Americans are tough, Americans are smart, from the farmer to the physicist, from the Negro shop clerk to the Mexican Rosie the Riveter, from the Appalachian sailor to the old money admiral, and they will accept the unacceptable with stoicism and courage, their life blood. They deserve that much. And so do your fine people. Am I clear? Churchill chewed his cigar with vigor as if to say something, but did not. He now fully understood why he admired his friend and peer so very much, a man who dared to accomplish the impossible against all odds, just like himself. A cough. Please continue, Mr. President, said Marshall calmly as the two men leered at one another. The president flicked ashes. Sorry, bit tired today. Now listen you two, we servants of the Brethren have kept the idea of true democracy alive for millennia and will continue to do so, the secret dream of all ancient philosophers. In case of sabotage,