Killer whales

[Brian Peacock]

No one would have believed in the last years of the twentieth century that this world was being watched keenly and closely by intelligences greater than man's and yet as mortal as his own; that as men busied themselves about their various concerns they were scrutinised and studied, perhaps almost as narrowly as a man with a microscope might scrutinise the transient creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. With infinite complacency men went to and fro over this globe about their little affairs, serene in their assurance of their empire over matter. It is possible that the infusoria under the microscope do the same. No one gave a thought to the older worlds of the deep as sources of human danger, or thought of them only to dismiss the idea of a rival intelligence within those cold depths as impossible or improbable. It is curious to recall some of the mental habits of those departed days. At most terrestrial men fancied there might be other men below, perhaps inferior to themselves and ready to welcome a missionary enterprise. Yet beneath the surface of the world's oceans, minds that are to our minds as ours are to those of mere beasts, intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic, regarded we ignorant land-dwellers with curious eyes, and slowly and surely drew their plans against us. And early in the twenty-first century came the great disillusionment...

[Xamonas Chegwé]

No one would have believed in the last years of the twentieth century that this world was being watched keenly and closely by intelligences greater than man's and yet as mortal as his own; that as men busied themselves about their various concerns they were scrutinised and studied, perhaps almost as narrowly as a man with a microscope might scrutinise the transient creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. With infinite complacency men went to and fro over this globe about their little affairs, serene in their assurance of their empire over matter. It is possible that the infusoria under the microscope do the same. No one gave a thought to the older worlds of the deep as sources of human danger, or thought of them only to dismiss the idea of a rival intelligence within those cold depths as impossible or improbable. It is curious to recall some of the mental habits of those departed days. At most terrestrial men fancied there might be other men below, perhaps inferior to themselves and ready to welcome a missionary enterprise. Yet beneath the surface of the world's oceans, minds that are to our minds as ours are to those of mere beasts, intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic, regarded we ignorant land-dwellers with curious eyes, and slowly and surely drew their plans against us. And early in the twenty-first century came the great disillusionment...

Meh. Whales ain't got the balls. Point a sharp stick at them and they start crying. Never met a whale that wasn't a blubber!

[mistermack]

Meh. Whales ain't got the balls. Point a sharp stick at them and they start crying. Never met a whale that wasn't a blubber!

You'd blubber, if you had a six-foot dick, but no hands.

[Svartalf]

Could be a nautical version of Andreas Lubitz?

If Charles Fort were here it would go into one of his books

[laklak]

I, for one, welcome our new cetacean masters. I'd hate to be Japanese or Icelandic when they take over.