“People of Earth, your attention please,” a voice said, and it was wonderful. Wonderful perfect
quadraphonic sound with distortion levels so low as to make a brave man weep.
“This is Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz of the Galactic Hyperspace Planning Council,” the voice continued.
“As you will no doubt be aware, the plans for development of the outlying regions of the Galaxy require the
building of a hyper-spatial express route through your star system, and regrettably your planet is one of
those scheduled for demolition. The process will take slightly less that two of your Earth minutes. Thank
you.”