There Must Be a Mistake Ch. 10

Gray stood up to a polite round of applause and went straight for the throat.

"We have all been told by our bosses, Congressman or Senators, or their aides to go fuck off and because of our ages we brush it off and continue on no one would dare do that to a child; especially not to a female child we are going to use your children, exclusively your female children around the age of 14 to 17 years old and send them on to very important assignments initially people will think this is a joke, but follow up letters from you will make them realize this is not a joke. For example; we need land to start the building process. We want to build it on secure federal land so we need to contact the military to do that. We will pick the plot of land we want, do our surveys, and pick two alternate sites. We will then brief the young women meticulously about each site, and when everything is ready we will set up an appointment for meeting. When they look at the letterhead to see who we are sending to this meeting it is going to look like the heads of the companies are coming in force. It's going to be your daughters instead. They are going to have generals sitting there waiting for you instead of lieutenants, and we are going to have teenagers ready for war with them. Generals will curse at you because they think they have earned the right to do it. They abhor intelligence. They only know military tactics and theory. You take them out of that arena and 90% of them are blithering idiots.

There are signs posted all over their establishments that no recording devices are allowed. We will not record anything as required by law. However, we are going to use Dr. Luck's new transmitting device to see if we can get a live feed from this meeting place to a receiver a short distance away. If we can, we will feed each of the women questions to ask about the land we want and if the generals say no out of hand, we want to know why on the record.

When it comes time we will play it for them on some popular radio or television stations and let them listen as they make asses of themselves."

This will only be one meeting; there will be hundreds like it. These young women should sign up for debate at their schools, during the next four or five years, because they will become better than most politicians and lawyers at it."

You may ask yourself why we are getting our game faces on against the government so early in the process. I will try to list a few of the most important reasons in order:

1. Monday we are going to make an announcement that is not only going to shock Washington, but the entire world.

2. This will send the stock market soaring or crashing depending on how you handle your interviews.

3. No government likes to be upstaged by a group of private investors. Even though the right side of the aisle is in power now, don't think they are going to be our friends. They like big business, but the big businesses they like are the ones that support their campaigns. We are not those businesses.

4. When Harold Chase endowed the University of Arizona with a $500 million chair in the Sciences, Technology, Engineering, Mathematics, and Robotics the Republicans could not say kinder words to him. They marched up the stage with him patting him on the back calling him the next God. Two weeks later when he did the exact same thing for the University of Washington, they called him a liberal demagogue spending people's hard earned money on frivolous items that will pay no dividends in the future.

5. Patricia Valentino had reached a similar agreement with the University of Missouri. Everyone was ecstatic about it until it came to the day to sign the agreement. Both senators walk through the door patting each other on the back and Patti threw the article about Harold on the table in front of them. Both their names were prominently mentioned in that article. She picked up the agreement and tore it up in front of them; and the news people over there to record the event. She split the money up and gave it to for black colleges in the southeast United States.

These are just some of the reasons we are ready to go to war with the powers that be in Washington. Mrs. Castronova will use her considerable influence to get us the land we need, but if it is not available we will get it on our own. Nothing will deter us from this project, because like Dr. Luck said to all of us, "THE HARD PART IS DONE!" We have the engines. The nuclear engine has to be built, but there is absolutely nothing to making magnets. That's a lie. Magnets have to be built in a specific shape to a specific depth to a specific tolerance, and a specific harmonic resonance, and since there are 8003 of them to be made, plus spares just in case something goes wrong at the last moment, it is going to be a time-consuming process. Fortunately for us, these will be made in-house by one of Mr. Schneider's companies. Quality control can be measured at each stage of development, and he has to testing facilities to verify everything works before it leaves the factory. The process of making those magnets to such a fine degree of tolerances will be our first patent, so Mr. Schneider, if you would, please stand up and accept the cheers of your fellow investors."

Dycke was about to stand up, but Payne put her hand on his shoulder, shoved him back down, and stood up instead.

"I talked him into this; the patent goes in my name not his."

"Thank you Payne. Mr. Schneider, I understand your problem, because my pain is sitting over there."

Delicious shouted, "Your sleeping alone tonight Gray!"

"Oh good, my body will get a chance to heal from last night's beating."

"You're dead meat Gray."

She got up and started moving towards him, when I said, "Delicious, sit."

"Dad that's not fair."

"Stick his head in a rotor blade when the helicopters get here. At this moment I want you to behave."

"Yes dad.

Philip Castronova asked, "Even, do you have that effect over all girls?"

"Philip, I didn't talk to any women until I met this one. The person you see today was made by her."

Delicious yelled, "And I hate myself for it."

"No you don't."

"You can't tell me what I hate about myself and what I don't."

"I just did, now be quiet, before I take you over my knee and you know the rest of that sentence too well, don't you?"

"I hate you dad!"

"No you don't."

"I just told you I did, so don't tell me I don't."

"No you don't. You just don't want to talk to me for the rest of the day."

"Yes, that too."

"Do you understand why you can't hate me now?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about dad?"

"If you can't talk to me about it, you can't hate me, because you don't know what you ate me about, because you can't talk to me about it."

"What did you just say?"

"Don't tell me I have to get Gordon to explain it to you? I would have to get a five-year-old boy to explain a sentence to a 17-year-old girl. Don't you think that would be a little embarrassing for you?"

"Yes, but I have no idea what you just said."

"You can't hate me if you're that upset. Go sit on Gray's lap, maybe he can calm you down."

"I'm going to kill him too."

"Why?

She said there for a second, searching her memory. "I don't know. I knew before you started to confuse me, but I know I wanted to kill him."

"Do you still want to kill him, or would you like to sit on his lap and calm down?"

"I think I'd like to sit with Gray."

She got up crossed over to her fiancé, and sat on his lap. They kissed, and cuddled.

I stood up in front of my friends and pointed to my daughter and her fiancé.

"Ladies and gentlemen, look at the marvelous results of Psychology 101."

They all burst out laughing, and headed for the exits because the helicopters were arriving.

I waited until they were only three helicopters remaining. I closed my eyes until they were barely slits, turned and yelled, "Please tell me you two are still dressed?"

"Yes dad we are still dressed."

"Good, because our helicopter is waiting for us to leave. There is no hotel here for you to play around in, so please let's get in the golf cart and go to our hotel."

Delicious kissed, and hugged me. "Thanks dad."

"You're welcome baby; I would've done the same thing for any errant child."

She smacked me on my arm, as she still held onto me with the other. "Why don't you just say something nice, for a change?"

"I will try it next time if you want me to, but I wasn't sure if you would recognize it was me."

"Trust me dad, I will know it's you. You are always the one that needs a shower."

It was her turn to try to escape, but I held her firm while he smacked her ass.

"Was that a nice thing to say to your father?"

"No, I just wanted you to know it was me."

"Then I guess we are EVEN!"

"NO DAD WE ARE LUCK'S, YOU ARE EVEN, I AM DELICIOUS!"