INTERNATIONAL LAW IS LIKE GULLIVER’S BONDS – THEY ONLY MATTER IF YOU LET THE LILLIPUTIANS APPLY THEM: International law is Starmer’s golden calf and our Achilles heel.
Author Archive: Sarah Hoyt
March 26, 2026
BRITANNIA NO LONGER RULES THE WAVES: HMS Dragon is the one British ship that can stop Iranian missiles hitting London . . . but it’s heading to Cyprus.
BABY BOYS, TOO, BUT NOBODY EXPECTS ANYBODY TO CARE ABOUT THEM: Abortion up to birth means the mass murder of baby girls.
I GUESS CNN IS TRYING TO STOP DENYING THE BLATANTLY OBVIOUS: Eat It, Dems: ICE Deployments at Airports Reduce Security Lines…Even CNN Admitted It.
OH, DEAR BOB: Jennifer Seibel Newsom: Woke First Partner Has Thoughts.
IF THEY HATE US SO MUCH, WHY WON’T THEY LEAVE? They’re On the Other Side.
PROCESSED EXTRUDED SHOW PRODUCT: Actor Vince Vaughn Slams Groupthink of Late Night TV: ‘They All Became the Same Show’.
WE’RE NOT IN FACT LOSING: If We’re Losing in Iran, I’d Love to See Winning.
LOOK THERE WAS A REASON FOR THE BERLIN WAR AND IT WASN’T TO KEEP PEOPLE OUT OF COMMUNIST UTOPIA: Even Politicians are Leaving Washington State. And the hits just keep coming.
NOT THE END, BUT CERTAINLY A THREAT: Destruction of America.
CALL YOUR CONGRESS CRITTER. TELL HIM YOU’RE UNHAPPY: Hello Senator Thune, Let’s expose what you’re really doing with “reconciliation.”
I’M CONSIDERING JOINING: Your Membership Isn’t Just a Card.
NEEDED SAYING: Debating themselves.
WORTH THINKING ABOUT: Iran and the Axis of Evil. What’s up with Little Rocket Man? And Iranian rocket men?
WE DEFINITELY NEED TO SHARPEN OUR GAME ON DRONES: Barksdale And Drones.
THE ALWAYS SHARP AND STYLISH DAUGHTER IN LAW HAS BEEN ADDING A BUNCH OF PRODUCTS TO HER STORE: Morrigan’s Mercantile.

Carrying 800 passengers and their household goods, agricultural animals, and farm-related supplies to Earth’s first interstellar colony, starship Origen’s hyperdrive self-destructs, marooning its passengers near an Earth-twin planet orbiting an unknown solar-twin star. While settling in, the inadvertent colonists name their world Valeron, and discover that Valeron is scattered with hundreds of thousands of alien replicator machines—but there are no aliens nor any other trace of them.
Each replicator is a shallow 8-foot-wide black stone-like bowl half-full of fine silver dust. Beside the bowl are two waist-high pillars about 8 inches in diameter, one pale silver, the other pale gold. Tap on either pillar, and the pillar makes a sound like a drum, one pillar high, the other low. Tap 256 times on the pillars in any sequence, and something surfaces in the bowl of dust. Simple sequences create simple and useful things like shovels, knives, rope, saws, lamps, glue and much else. Complex or random sequences create strangely shaped forms of silver-gray metal with no obvious use. 256 taps on the pillars can create any of 2E256 different things; in scientific notation, 1.16 X 10E77.
That’s just short of one thing for every atom in the observable universe.
The artifacts are dubbed “drumlins,” for the sounds the pillars make, and the replicators called “thingmakers.” Drumlins have strange properties. Although virtually indestructible, drumlins can change shape, especially when doing so will protect a human being from injury. Drumlin knives will not cut living human tissue, but they will cut living animal tissue or human corpses. Press a drumlin knife against your palm, and it will flow and flatten out to a disk. Pull the knife away, and it will slowly return to its form as a knife. Some claim that drumlins read human minds and grant wishes. Others insist they are haunted by invisible and perhaps hostile intelligences.
After 250 years on Valeron, the colony prospers. Starship Origen is still in orbit, and a cult-like research organization called the Bitspace Institute vows to repair Origen’s hyperdrive and return to Earth. With millions of drumlins catalogued using the thingmakers, Valeron’s people live well and begin to lose interest in returning to Earth. This threatens the Institute’s mission, prompting it to launch a covert effort to undermine public faith in drumlins. A low-key war begins between the Institute and those who value drumlins–including farmers, rural folk, an order of mystical women, and several peculiar teen girls who have an unexplained rapport with the thingmakers and their mysterious masters.
AND SPEAKING OF SHUTDOWNS: Remembering the Shutdowns.