At First Glance 
                by Rita L. Smith 
                Ladies and
                Gentlemen of the Inter-galactic Council I have
                just returned from Planet Earth. I, Jolla Cambini,
                offer you my observations. 
                This world
                seems perfect, no one is sick or dying and
                everyone lives long lives. The air is fresh and
                clear with plenty of symbiotic greenery. The
                oceans, rivers and lakes are blue. Something we
                in the Andromeda Galaxy have not seen for many
                years. 
                I lived on
                Earth for a year and I see it quite differently
                than I first thought. There were no sick or dying,
                because anyone who reached these stages was put
                to death and cremated. Their ashes spread over
                the planet to provide nutrients to the soil. It
                doesn't seem to bother anyone that a friend,
                lover, neighbor or family member was suddenly
                gone. 
                No one
                questioned this. In fact, no one asked any
                questions. In the schools, children werent
                encouraged to ask questions. There was no
                creativity amongst the people of this planet.
                Children werent allowed to play. They were
                constantly in the process of updating information
                from their teachers or parents. In short all
                curiosity was drummed out of the people on Earth
                quite early in life. 
                When I took a
                closer look at the people who had at first glance
                seemed diverse, they werent really. When I
                traveled to different communities on the globe, I
                found the same people with the same jobs doing
                the same things as those in the last area I
                visited. 
                Travel would
                have been a hardship if I had not had my space
                jumper, since there is no travel between cities
                or continents. No one in the world travels at all
                which surprised me greatly. 
                No one is
                interested in visiting new cultures or ancient
                ruins. Nor are they interested in the history of
                the planet. These are closely guarded secrets
                that only a few historians know. These people are
                kept in asylums called libraries. When others
                asked questions about the past they are committed
                to these libraries or simply put to death. 
                Getting into
                the library was much easier than getting back out.
                I, finally, made my escape after three months in
                this wonderful institution. I have brought back
                several history books that you, the Council will
                find most interesting. In conclusion, I found the
                only interesting people on the planet were the
                historians. 
                It is my
                opinion that Earth is a nice place to visit, but
                I wouldn't want to live there, unless the people
                change. Somehow, I don't see this happening.  
                The council in
                a unanimous vote decided to eradicate the
                Earths population with the exception of the
                inmates of the libraries and the very young. 
                
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