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To: [color=#FFFFFF]The bloated windbag
Comm. ID: Commissar Leon Mendel
Priority: HIGH
Subject: blah... blah... blah... ramble about economics... blah

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Hello War profiteering, disgusting slug of a human being, better referred to here after as "Sluggo"

I would greet you with a handshake, but fortunately holographic communications prevent the transfer of the kind of blood that stains those well manicured hands of yours. I would ask how your grandmother is on one of those 'farms' on Malta, but I heard she's out hacking down Cardamine plants with a machette... formidable woman that... makes me wonder where you came from? Oh right, you arose from your crypt at the first sign of dark.

Now then, let's take a good look at what we have here, an agency proporting to ignore the laws of a nation... any nation in Sirius, transporting illegal goods such as Cardamine and slaves... for the wonderful benefit of cold-hard cash. Oh yes, you know what that makes you? The Turkey that's about to get stuffed and served to me for Thanksgiving dinner.

I am sure that somewhere, in the midst of your drug fueled, slave-girl debauchery you actually considered the reaction the Coalition might give to your brazen statements about your activities. No, probably you didn't, I mean why would you? You fried the functional common-sense side of your brain long ago, snorting cardamine crystals off of a Bunny's breasts.

So let me get this straight, your buddies on Malta told you that they have this 'farm' where the slaves you bring can run free and earn their own, fresh start, on the plains... You know, my father said something similar when my pet dog was foaming at the mouth...

"Don't worry lad, there's a farm upstate..."

Well if you actually believe your 'friends' on Malta, then I have a bridge on Manhattan you should buy. Why we'd even gift wrap it for you, shortly before stuffing it down your throat.

I have crews of ships, with rather nice jackboots on, who are especially trained for hunting you and your ilk down. In fact, I think they will make it their personal hobbies to ensure that every last one of your slave hauling slugs are stepped all over.

Oh, and enjoy Bunny's breasts one last time, because very soon I am going to hand her a gun, and give her the chance to blow a new hole in your skull that you can inhale drugs through.

Leon Mendel
Commissariat of Public Relations

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