I got to thinking about the Kourtyard (sp?)
If I were walking by such a forboding and awesome kamp, I might think twice about entering. The M-1 aimed at me might make me think yet again. Is there some very tongue in cheek way we could make the fly come to the spider? The courtyard could be a very inviting facade. Happy workers. Cheerful maniquins with whistfully mechanical waiving arms. Hall of Truth posters. Promise of sex. Anything the psyche wants. You get the idea.
There was a great scene in the movie Waterworld where they killed all the workers on an oil darek and tied ropes to their arms to make them look like they were waving.
Just when they discover they have entered a trap, Helitak produces a cool drink with a wry wink and chuckle. "Resistance is useless, Komrade."


