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It's said that nothing focuses the mind like impending death. Tragically, nothing defocuses it like the prospect of killing a lot of people. Thus, the scientists herded into a laboratory at gunpoint produced masterpieces of ordnance for their military captors, and said military captors then went to war over a misunderstood remark about broccoli. The G'Gugvunt and Vl'Hurg leaders are thus poised to unleash horrible annihilation upon one another, or, more precisely, they are poised to send a lot of other people to do it for them. Perhaps all this will amount to nothing more than indigestion for a small dog somewhere, but then again, perhaps not.
Abhorrent though I find it, I can't really criticize their modus vivendi without hypocrisy -- I'm having terrible trouble with my lifestyle.
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