Friday March 29, 2002
Book 2: The Teraport Wars
Part III: Through the Roof


Narrator:The arguing is over, and the council has new leadership.
Rod:My name is Rod, and my people are the bradicor. You can call me 'Your Honor.'
Fobottr Tenant:Your honor, are you immortal?
Rod:No, but my people are immune to any further effects of aging.
Fobottr Tenant:But... By our current laws, that means one of you will always be the senior councilor.
Rod:Eh, you'll get tired of me and pass new laws, or have us all assassinated. Toppling a gerontocracy is always good, clean fun.
Narrator:Cynicism in the ruling class? What a concept.
Metisoid Tenant: