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Sunday 21 August 2016

Project Iguana, Corbyn and BreXit



I love that man - I really, truly do.



Iguana Project

The Iguana Project is as good a name as any other for this volatile thing that we're into. Why not? And so much for labels. The potential of the thing is so vast that we can't possibly define the ends-so all we can talk about for now is the "potential," the "goals," the possibility of massive "leverage," and the entirely reasonable idea that any body or bloc who can speak for twenty million voters will emerge - by mathematical definition - as a primary force in American politics. 

The original discussions - in Aspen, during late June and early July of 1971 - have all been agreeably resolved to the same ends: One, that the ugly realities of 1971 America leave us no choice but to involve ourselves in basic politics on the national level-beginning with the presidential campaign of 1972, then to the congressional campaigns of 1974, and finally the presidential campaign of 1976. This scenario should be kept in mind by everybody involved with this project. 

The likelihood of mounting an Aspen-style "Freak Power" campaign on the national level is a far-fetched joke for 1972-at least that's what it looks like, for now. We should keep in mind, however, that in July of 1970 we all (in Aspen) considered it a "far-fetched joke" that I might run for sheriff three months later. Yet in November of 1970 I got something like 44 percent of the total vote in a three- way race with two establishment candidates-the incumbent sheriff and the under-sheriff-backed by the local Democratic and Republican parties. Even with my head shaved completely bald and running full-bore on the "Mescaline Ticket", I forced a coalition of the establishment parties that resulted in total humiliation for the G.O.R candidate. He got about 250 votes, compared to my 1,065 or so, and the incumbents 1,500. (These figures and percentages are approximate, but no matter how they're cut or interpreted, a bald-headed "dope fiend" (admitted) got at least 40 percent of the vote in a three-way race which suggests to me that I was right (in Rolling Stone 10/1/70) when I said that the electorate here was far more (potentially) radical than anyone knew.

Whether this is true on a national level is another question. I think not. At least not until somebody runs a genuinely Weird campaign on a national level-to put the Freak Vote together and let them see their strength. This is what the "Joe Edwards for Mayor" campaign accomplished in Aspen in the fall of '69. We came out of nowhere and lost that one by only six votes. And it was easy, a year later, to mount a heavy Freak Power registration campaign. 

There is a possibility that the McCarthy campaign of '68-which formed the death-aborted R.F.K. effort-could provide us with the frustrated momentum and unfocused power base for a full-bore power move in 1972. If so, this would be a disastrous thing to ignore -because it might not exist in 1976. 

This is a crucial and perhaps fatal question. Can we afford to nurse our momentum along for another four years? Personally, I can't be sure--but I tend to think we have to establish a national equivalent of Back to Freak Power in '72, before we can work off a genuine power base in '74 and especially '76. Everything in the history of political base-building points in this direction- especially with regard to getting on the ballot. 

On the other hand, I remember that month I spent covering the Nixon campaign in New Hampshire in '68: I spent a lot of time around McCarthy headquarters, but only because they were in the same motor inn as George Romney 's HQ . . and Romney, at the time, was considered the main challenger.

I also remember that we began the "Thompson for Sheriff' campaign in Aspen as a joke and a smokescreen-only to find, too late, that we'd tapped a latent firestorm of political energy that none of us had ever anticipated ... and in the final analysis, this failure to take ourselves seriously, soon enough, was what cost us the whole campaign. 

We can afford this kind of loss on a local level, but we can't afford it nationally. If the momentum exists in '72, it should be used in '72. (According to Carl Oglesby's analysis of American politics and the prevailing winds in the Pentagon "H ring," there will be no elections in 1976.) 

But Oglesby is a fool-an S.D.S. refugee who got hired by M.I.T. to explain "radical politics" to old liberals. He makes a good living doing this, but as far as we're concerned he's absolutely useless. 

And so much for all that. In the first three pages of this memo I have tried to define the main question we're faced with-whether to mount a flat-out Alternative Campaign/Candidate in 1972, or use this coming year to build a base for a total shot in 1976. We should also consider the notion that if we mount anything serious in 1972-and if Nixon wins, which is likely-anybody identified with our `72 campaign will be living in a fishbowl for the next four years. There will be IR.S. harassment, phone taps, drug surveillance. all the normal bullshit that comes with menacing a high-stakes establishment. 

So, where do we go from here? Mike is fully convinced that realpolitik is inevitable, even for Essalen. Jann agrees with a vengeance-to the point that he feels only a Freak Power-type candidate (a "Free" Democrat, entering Democratic primaries) will accomplish what we're after. Jann, from a journalistic viewpoint, is opposed to running a Freak Power or Free Democratic candidate, he favors the original idea/mechanics of a "summit conference," out of which will come a "Platform Statement" that will speak for the twenty to thirty million potential voters who will not go to the polls unless they're convinced that at least one of the candidates (in November or even the primaries) is representing them. 

In other words, if we can put together a platform that speaks not only for the new eighteen-to-twenty-one vote but also the eleven million or so who turned twenty-one since '68, and also the Rock Vote, the Drug Vote, the Vet Vote, the Hippie Vote, the Beatnik Vote, the Angry Liberal Vote - if we can do all this, we can force at least one candidate for the Democratic nomination to endorse out position and sink or swim with it. 

My own point of view (somewhat reluctantly) is basically in tune with Jann's. I think the best we can hope for in '72 is the creation of a general platform and a cohesive voting bloc for 1976. (Jesus, this is such an obviously dull and foredoomed notion that I don't have much stomach for it, myself ... and frankly I doubt if we could generate much stomach for it in anybody else, once the word got out that we were only greasing the rails for a run in '76.) 

This visceral reaction just occurred to me, about eighteen seconds ago. And now, after eighty more seconds of further reflection, I can see where I couldn't possibly involve myself in any kind of political effort, next year, that wouldn't focus on TOTAL VICTORY OR DEFEAT in November 1972. Anything less than that would deprive us, I think, of that energy edge that comes with running an honest, full-bore campaign... and the loss of that edge would be fatal to the only advantage we have. 

What we have to decide, then, is what exactly would constitute a flat-out run for a "victory" in '72. Would we have to run a candidate? Or could we win by constructing a platform that would speak for a minimum of twenty million potential voters ... and then use this platform as a bargaining vehicle for that massive voting bloc? 

What would McGovern, for instance, say to a platform that included 
(1) Total amnesty for all draft dodgers, deserters, etc. 

(2) Legalization of all drugs (without dropping the "by Rx only" concept, which would place the responsibility on doctors, where it should be, instead of cops) 

... and (3) a mandatory cut of 25 percent in the Pentagon budget in fiscal '73, followed by a mandatory cut of 50 percent in fiscal '74. Then another cut of 25 percent in '75, and back to 50 percent in '76.

My own feeling is that if we could force this sort of a radical position on any serious candidate in '72, it would constitute the sort of victory we could work from in '76 ... but this could work only (according to the scenario that Jann and I worked out) if the Demo nomination were still up for grabs by June of '72, with Lindsay and Kennedy (or Bayh and McGovern) going into the California primary head to head.

At this point-and especially in California-a dramatic bid for the Youth/Freak vote might make the crucial difference. But, as Jann has pointed out, you can't just wander into the California primary like an acid-freak with a manifesto in his hand. To have any leverage in California, we will need the exposure that can come only from a skillfully orchestrated participation in at least a few other primaries ... and this, unfortunately, would require at least a dummy candidate. But the idea of a "dummy" is sick.

If we entered Ken Kesey in the Alaska primary, for instance, we'd play hell dumping Kesey for Nick Johnson if our gig looked good by the time California came around. The idea that almost anybody can run on our platform is a nice, idealistic sort of notion-but the savage realities of running any political campaign would croak the idea of switching candidates in midstream, no matter what the rationale.

Maybe we should settle, from the start, on a Kesey/Ramsey Clark ticket. Or Nick Johnson and Jerry Garcia. Any combination of these four names would be good for twenty million votes, I think, if we could get on homebody's ballot. 

We might even consider the possibility of letting George Wallace light the battle to put the American Independent Party on the ballot in all fifty states, then suddenly forcing him into a primary race for the A.I.P nomination. He is, after all, a Populist-and so are we. The only difference is that Wallace hates niggers and Radicals, but I think we could turn that shit back on him. His main trip is anti-establishment, and we can beat him like a gong on that one. 

I think we should consider this angle. It's so incredibly bizarre that it makes sense only when you remember that the polls in April/May of '68 showed that Robert Kennedy was the only candidate who also appealed to the Wallace voters. A lot of people called this "weird," but it wasn't. Both R.F.K. and Wallace appealed to the "Fuck the Bosses" vote-and Wallace will be going the same racist/populist route in '72. His people are already working twenty-five hours a day to get the A.I.P. on the ballot--on the assumption that Wallace is that party's only candidate. 

This is admittedly a lunatic idea, but if we let Wallace get the A.I.P party on the ballot in all fifty states -then took the nomination away from him- we'd be in a hell-heavy position by November of '72. And even if we lost, we'd have generated enough national publicity to consolidate that vote-bloc we're talking about-which means we could wield it as honest leverage between Nixon and the Demo candidate. The other way to go, of course, is to run a traditional race against all comets in the Democratic primaries. But this would require a hell of a lot of money-and with our prospects of victory almost nil, big money would be a hard thing to come by. 

On the other hand, I suspect it might be cheap-at least in terms of dollars-to beat Wallace out of the A.I.P nomination. This would, after all, be a sudden/savage return to the Power Coalition that led to the breakup of S.D.S.... and beyond that, it's so crazy, so intolerably weird, that the very idea would probably attract a laughing, wild-eyed swarm of dropout S.D.S. organizers. 

The only serious problem with this plan-provided it's mechanically feasible--is that it would require the full-time salaried services of at least a dozen Kennedy-style, state-level political operatives. The Hrst moves would have to be made quietly ... or we would lose the advantage of total surprise. But once we got the basic organizing machinery working, I think the excitement and crazy adrenalin of the thing would take care of the rest. 

For the first steps, however, we need somebody who understands that kind of local machinery, and who is also not committed right now to any other candidate. I think we can get the mechanics/type information we need for this move by brain-picking radical/lib Demos on the pretense that we want to "take over" the New Party--or maybe Peace and Freedom; whatever's on the ballot. The idea is to learn all the local A.B.C. steps (that's A-B-C) of taking over the state-level machinery of a party that's getting on the statewide ballot for the first [or second) time. Then, once we get this information, I think we could move in and grab the A.I.P nomination just about the time they get themselves on the ballot.

Woody Creek, 1971

Monday 25 July 2016

The Remainders - "Sir" Patrick Stewart


WE ARE THE CLUB OF ROME. 

LOWER YOUR BORDERS AND SURRENDER YOUR SOVERIGNTY. 

WE WILL ADD YOUR AGRICULTURAL AND INDUSTRIAL DISTINCTIVENESS TO OUR OWN. 

YOUR CULTURE WILL ADAPT TO SERVICE US. 

RESISTANCE IS FUTILE.


"Perhaps today is a Good Day to Die ...!!

Prepare for RAMMING SPEED!!!"




This Flanders 'Mare

The Blue Death

The Belgian Disease

This Flemish Pox

BE-NE-LUX Fever

Tyler's  Cramp

Mason's Elbow

Auditor's Pinch


Peoples of these British Isles, Your Attention Please : 
Having commenced my own study of the extent, breadth and fundamental nature of this Flemmish Malaisse, this Permanant, Rolling National Crisis of Confidence, and the promise of potential cures, my initial findings are now in and they are these : Things are indeed, as I had previously intuited, no nearly so bad or so severe as it may superficially have appeared to be, with our peoples, our nations and in our composite, unified sovereign Nation-State.

They are in fact worse. Far, FAR worse, than I ever dared contemplate myself to fear. 

You therefore leave me with no other options left - as of right now, I am going forward at RAMMING Speed, course locked in, Dead-ahead Full-Worf Factor 9.99 - 

You drove me to this...


"YOU ARE KLINGONS WITHOUT HONOUR..!!! 
I AM WORF, SON OF MOGH !! 
SQUIRE TO THE HOUSE OF MARTOK, 
FIRSTBORN SON OF THE HOUSE OF MOGH 
AND I SAY 
YOU ARE NO KLINGONS!!! 

YOU COWER, LIKE STINKING, WRETCHED P'TACH WHILE THE BLOOD OF OUR FALLEN WARRIORS LIES STILL WARM IN THE VERY COUNCIL CHAMBER LIKE SO MUCH TARG-FODDER WHILE THE HATED ENEMY OF OUR GREAT EMPIRE, THE ROMULAN P'TECHT MAKE THEIR ESCAPE FROM OUR VERY THRONE WORLD !!!!

O PROUD AND MIGHTY KLINGON RACE - KHALESS CALLS TO YOU ALL, BLOOD TO BLOOD TO ANSWER THE CALL TO ARMS - TO AVENGE THE PROUD KLINGON BLOOD SPILT THIS DAY AND DIE WELL, FOR THE GLORY AND TO RESTORE THE NOBLE AND LAMENTED NAME OF HONOUR OF YOUR GREAT HOUSE AND OF THE EMPEROR KHALESS AND HIS NOBLE IMAGINE IN FLESH SO CRUELY AND SACRALIGIOUSLY CUT DOWN, SLAIN BY THIS RANK TREACHERY IN OUR MIDST !!

TONIGHT, WE  DINE IN STO-VO-KOR ON THE HEARTS OF EVERY FLAG OFFICER IN THE ROMULAN INVASION TASK FORCE AND THEIR FLEET !!!

BEWARE, O RESTFULLY DREAMING SPIRITS OF THE DEAD OF MEN OF LESSER RACES - THE FIRST KLINGON WARRIOR IS ABOUT TO ARRIVE !!! FIE !!

K'PLA !!!


Perhaps today is a Good Day to Die ...!!


Yes, perhaps it is - but it is an even better day to live

K'Pla!!




Wednesday 20 July 2016

BreXit - Chaos in the British Political Class





"The Plan, dear Remainders, is this :

Lift your hands up to your face, 
go past your neck, 
go over your chin...

Find your top lip - you'll find it wobbling.

You stiffen it.

You purse your lips, you firm yourself.

And then you 

Keep Calm

and  you 

CARRY ON."



We Choose to leave the European Union in this decade and do the other things NOT because they are easy, but because they are HARD.

Join us. 

Come Home. 

Help with The Work.





The UK is being set up for the final destruction of the NATION STATE!
On Thursday 23rd June 2016, the outcome of the EU referendum will be manipulated ... but perhaps not in the way many expect! 

At the recent AV7 Conference, Ian R Crane presented the magnitude of deceit & deception being perpetrated by both UK & EU politicians and names those specifically tasked with bringing about the Final Destruction of ALL European Nation States.

For AV7 DVD's & AV8 Tickets :
http://www.AlternativeView.co.uk


Ian R Crane website :


The EU ‘Hokey Cokey’ IN or OUT … either way EU’re Screwed! Unless … The UK is being set up to EXIT the EU, regardless of the actual vote count! 

The purpose being to then trash the Country through the destruction and subsequent privatisation of the remaining Public Services. The devastation will be so great that people will be gagging to seek re-entry into the EU super State … which will then only be granted if the UK renounces the last vestiges of National Sovereignty. 


Whilst out of the EU, the UK, US and Israel will escalate hostilities in the Middle East, thus destroying European Homogeneity through mass -migration … beyond the level of anything we have yet to see! 


Whether or not any of the above actually transpires is totally dependent upon US … the 3% of the population still capable of independent thought! 


Ian R Crane is a former oilfield executive …. who for the past three and a half years has been focused primarily on his Fracking Awareness Campaign. 




The UK anti-fracking community has contributed significantly to the fact that the Country has remained ‘Frack Free’ since spring 2011. 

In 2015, Ian released his first documentary, ‘Voices from the Gasfields’, which portrays the experiences of landowners who now live in the heart of the Gasfields of Southern Queensland, Australia.


Ian is the also the host of ‘HUMANITY vs INSANITY’ & ‘FRACKING NIGHTMARE’ both of which are broadcast from the Plymouth studios of UK Column and the founder of the phenomenally successful Alternative View (AV) Conferences, the seventh of which (AV7) which was held over the weekend of 13-16th May 2016



BreXit : The Remainders




"The Plan, dear Remainders, is this :

Lift your hands up to your face, 
go past your neck, 
go over your chin...

Find your top lip - you'll find it wobbling.

You stiffen it.

You purse your lips, you firm yourself.

And then you 

Keep Calm

and  you 

CARRY ON.

We Choose to leave the European Union in this decade and do the other things NOT because they are easy, but because they are HARD.

Join us. 

Come Home. 

Help with The Work.

Tuesday 19 July 2016

Brexit: What Next?


How Flatterers should be Avoided.

 

Machiavelli's The Prince (1513)

Chapter XXIII: How Flatterers should be Avoided

I do not wish to leave out an important branch of this subject, for it is a danger from which princes are with difficulty preserved, unless they are very careful and discriminating. It is that of flatterers, of whom courts are full, because men are so self-complacent in their own affairs, and in a way so deceived in them, that they are preserved with difficulty from this pest, and if they wish to defend themselves they run the danger of falling into contempt. Because there is no other way of guarding oneself from flatterers except letting men understand that to tell you the truth does not offend you; but when every one may tell you the truth, respect for you abates.
Therefore a wise prince ought to hold a third course by choosing the wise men in his state, and giving to them only the liberty of speaking the truth to him, and then only of those things of which he inquires, and of none others; but he ought to question them upon everything, and listen to their opinions, and afterwards form his own conclusions. With these councillors, separately and collectively, he ought to carry himself in such a way that each of them should know that, the more freely he shall speak, the more he shall be preferred; outside of these, he should listen to no one, pursue the thing resolved on, and be steadfast in his resolutions. He who does otherwise is either overthrown by flatterers, or is so often changed by varying opinions that he falls into contempt.
I wish on this subject to adduce a modern example. Fra Luca, the man of affairs to Maximilian,[*] the present emperor, speaking of his majesty, said: He consulted with no one, yet never got his own way in anything. This arose because of his following a practice the opposite to the above; for the emperor is a secretive man--he does not communicate his designs to any one, nor does he receive opinions on them. But as in carrying them into effect they become revealed and known, they are at once obstructed by those men whom he has around him, and he, being pliant, is diverted from them. Hence it follows that those things he does one day he undoes the next, and no one ever understands what he wishes or intends to do, and no one can rely on his resolutions.
A prince, therefore, ought always to take counsel, but only when he wishes and not when others wish; he ought rather to discourage every one from offering advice unless he asks it; but, however, he ought to be a constant inquirer, and afterwards a patient listener concerning the things of which he inquired; also, on learning that nay one, on any consideration, has not told him the truth, he should let his anger be felt.
And if there are some who think that a prince who conveys an impression of his wisdom is not so through his own ability, but through the good advisers that he has around him, beyond doubt they are deceived, because this is an axiom which never fails: that a prince who is not wise himself will never take good advice, unless by chance he has yielded his affairs entirely to one person who happens to be a very prudent man. In this case indeed he may be well governed, but it would not be for long, because such a governor would in a short time take away his state from him.
But if a prince who is not inexperienced should take counsel from more than one he will never get united counsels, nor will he know how to unite them. Each of the counsellors will think of his own interests, and the prince will not know how to control them or to see through them. And they are not to found otherwise, because men will always prove untrue to you unless they are kept honest by constraint. Therefore it must be inferred that good counsels, whencesoever they come, are born of the wisdom of the prince, and not the wisdom of the prince from good counsels.

[*] Maximilian I, born in 1459, died 1519, Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire. He married, first, Mary, daughter of Charles the Bold; after her death, Bianca Sforza; and thus became involved in Italian politics.



BreXit : States of Decay


I've never seen such a State of Decay....

The Doctor, 
England, 1980



"Bourgeois democracy, although a great historical advance in comparison with medievalism, always remains, and under capitalism is bound to remain, restricted, truncated, false and hypocritical, a paradise for the rich and a snare and deception for the exploited, for the poor. 

Even in the most democratic bourgeois state the oppressed people at every step encounter the crying contradiction between the formal equality proclaimed by the “democracy” of the capitalists and the thousands of real limitations and subterfuges which turn the proletarians into wage-slaves. It is precisely this contradiction that is opening the eyes of the people to the rottenness, mendacity and hypocrisy of capitalism. It is this contradiction that the agitators and propagandists of socialism are constantly exposing to the people, in order to prepare them for revolution! 

And now that the era of revolution has begun, Kautsky turns his back upon it and begins to extol the charms of moribund bourgeois democracy."

Bourgeois And Proletarian Democracy : 
The Proletarian Revolution and the Renegade Kautsky 
- by VI Lenin




ROMANA: 
A society that evolve backwards must be subject to some even more powerful force restraining it. 

DOCTOR: 
An even more powerful force? 

ZARGO: 
How very mysterious. 



HABRIS
Lord Aukon himself is here. 

(Aukon enters and inspects the line.) 

AUKON
Interesting. 

(He goes back to Adric.) 

AUKON
A mind that shields itself. 
One who pretends to be a dull and stupid peasant, but who is different. 

ADRIC
Who, me? 

AUKON
You. You, come with me. 

ADRIC
Why? 

AUKON: 
Spirit too, I see. Excellent. 

ADRIC: 
Come with you? What's in it for me? 

AUKON: 
Wealth.

Power.

Dominion over This World.

And over many others.

[State room]

DOCTOR: 
Surely you realise something here must be wrong? 

ZARGO: 
Wrong? 

DOCTOR: 
Yes. 

CAMILLA
What is, is. 

DOCTOR
No. What is, is wrong

Look, societies develop in varying ways. 

Yours just seems to be sinking back into some sort of primitivism. 

Wouldn't you say so? 

ROMANA
Oh, yes. In terms of applied socioenergetics, it's losing its grip on level two development. 

DOCTOR
On level two? 

ROMANA: 
A society that evolve backwards must be subject to some even more powerful force restraining it. 

DOCTOR: 
An even more powerful force? 

ZARGO: 
How very mysterious. 

DOCTOR: 
Well, mysterious or not, those rebels seem to think the power emanates from you. 

CAMILLA: 
They flatter us. 

ZARGO: 
In any society there is bound to be a division. The rulers and the ruled. 

DOCTOR
A division? Yawning chasm, I'd say. Wouldn't you? 

ROMANA
No, I'd say a sociopathetic abscess. 

DOCTOR
Oh, I wish I'd thought of that. That's a good diagnosis. 

Yes, I've never seen such a State of Decay. 

CAMILLA
Be careful, Doctor. We have acquired great powers. 

DOCTOR
Ah. 

ZARGO: 
There must be rulers. A Ship of State must have a pilot. 

DOCTOR: 
What did you say?



ZARGO
Ship of State. 

CAMILLA
No. 

DOCTOR
Ship of State? 

ZARGO
A metaphor. 

DOCTOR
Ah. It's just odd, you see, that he should mention that, because Romana and I have just been at your ship's old manifest and I can't remember what the ship was called but Romana might be able to remember. What was it called, Romana? 

ROMANA
Hydrax

DOCTOR
Yes, Hydrax
Does that mean anything to you? 
Hydrax? Hydrax

ZARGO
Where did you see this? 

CAMILLA:
 Be silent. 

ZARGO
Those records were destroyed. 

CAMILLA:
 I said be silent. 

DOCTOR
No, please don't be silent. It's so fascinating. 

(Habris enters.) 

HABRIS
My lord, it is time. 

ZARGO
How dare you interrupt us!

HABRIS
Aukon has seen the sign. The Arising is at hand. 

CAMILLA
The Arising? Leave us. 

(Habris leaves.) 

ZARGO
We must go to him. 

CAMILLA: 
We shall resume this later. 
If you need anything, there are guards outside the door. 
Many guards. 

(The doors slam shut behind Zargo and Camilla.) 

DOCTOR: 
You know something? I don't think they want to be followed. Let's sit down. 

(The Doctor tries Camilla's throne, then Zargo's.

DOCTOR: 
Oh yes, this is much more comfortable. What were those Hydrax officers called? 

ROMANA: 
Captain Miles Sharkey, Navigation Officer Lauren MacMillan, Science Officer Anthony O'Connor. 

DOCTOR:
 That's very good. Have you ever heard of the Brothers Grimm? 

ROMANA: 
This is no time for fairy tales. 

DOCTOR: 
They also discovered the Law of Consonantal Shift. How language changes over the years. 

ROMANA: 
You mean the hard sounds softening, B's becoming V's and so on. 

DOCTOR: 
Hmm. 

ROMANA: 
Camilla, Aukon and Zargo. 

Wait a minute: 
Sharkey, Zharkey, Zarkey, Zar, Zargo. 

The same name passed down through generations. 

DOCTOR: 
That's right. And MacMillan becomes? 

ROMANA: 
Camilla. 

DOCTOR: 
And O'Connor becomes?

ROMANA: 
Aukon. The descendants of the original ship's officers. 

DOCTOR: 
Yes. And this is the original ship. 

The pilot here, co-pilot there. 

No, no, no, pilot there, co-pilot here. Instrument banks there, control panels there. 

ROMANA
You mean this is the Hydrax, the explorer ship? 

DOCTOR
Yes. Do you fancy exploring it? 

ROMANA:
 Mmm. 

(The Doctor gets up.) 

DOCTOR
Inspection hatch. 

ROMANA: 
Ahem. Doctor? 

(Romana has found something by the side of the wooden throne.) 

DOCTOR
Shush. Inspection hatch. 

ROMANA
Doctor. 

DOCTOR
Hmm? 

(The Doctor goes to where Romana is pointing.) 

DOCTOR
Romana!! I've found the inspection hatch!

[Resting place]

AUKON
When my servants were seeking the Doctor, I sensed another alien mind not far away. I traced it to the village and here he is. 

The first of the Chosen Ones, at last. 

ZARGO
But he is an alien. He must have come with the two strangers. 


CAMILLA
The Chosen Ones were to be from amongst the peasants. 

AUKON: 
We have bred dullness, conformity, obedience into those clods for twenty generations. 

Unfortunately, we have also bred out just those qualities we need for other purposes. 

ZARGO
This disturbs me, Aukon. 

CAMILLA
We have been talking to this Doctor and his companion. 

ZARGO
The Doctor's mind is powerful, but he is dangerous. He must die. 

AUKON
Not before I have questioned him. 

ZARGO
I say he is dangerous and must die. The boy too. 

We need no aliens to join us. 

Let him feed the Great One with his blood. 

(Adric stares blankly ahead as Zargo waves his dagger in front of his eyes.) 

AUKON
The boy is still young. 

His mind is strong, clear, but malleable. 

We can make of him what we wish. 

CAMILLA
Aukon is right. 

What does it matter where he comes from? 

Once he is initiated, he is ours. 

We must increase our numbers as the Great One commands or he will be angry. 

And such a handsome child. 

AUKON
I will take him to be prepared. Come.