Yesterday afternoon I was sitting The Admiral Social Club’s lounge enjoying an excellent cup of tea. Sadly, it is rare these days to find a good cup. One would think that with all the technology we have at our disposal brewing tea would be an easy task, yet most places serve dirty water rather than tea. However, this was almost, as good as back home on the Isles, just almost but what can you expect.
I digress, so I was sitting there, quietly sipping my tea in peace. At a nearby couch some chaps were deeply involved in a discussion, so deeply in fact that at times when one of them got excited it was impossible not to overhear a word or two.
The two words that stood out repeatedly were ‘race’ and ‘moon’. And while I got to admit I don’t care about either of those things very much on a personal level the reporter in me smelled an interesting story. And oh boy, an interesting story it is, or will be, I hope.
It’s all a bit hush-hush. And despite trying hard, there was no on record or off record comment from anyone involved. Nonetheless here are the rough outlines. A few chaps are planning a big race, and when I write big, I mean big, around a whole moon. I will just put in a filler sentence in here to give you time to digest that. Now that you had some time: yes, a whole moon.
There is no when and where that can be shared yet. However, TMTs staff could confirm that a moon has been rented and the route is plotted out as we speak. And I would like to remind our readers at this point that The Monocle Times is the only newspaper in the ‘Verse where a sentence ‘a moon has been rented’ is more a side note then a story.
So, let’s just talk about that for a moment. The Monocle Times thoughts on Drake is probably well known. Still, even ignoring the lapse in judgement of picking a Drake craft, the club is not a place for the 99%, its exclusive and so are the members.
Why in the wide verse would anyone want to expose themselves to the horror of 5 hours on a damn space cycle? Obviously the first and only logical explanation are brain parasites. However, the chef assured me that all imported food is screened extensively.
So, as much as it pains to say this, we couldn’t find out, this it seems to be one of the great mysteries of the Verse. Yet, The Monocle Times does not give up, we owe it to our readers to get to the ground of this. While we could not get any answers as of writing this article we will keep trying and get back to you with an update as soon as we have more information.
Sir Quentin Reginald Watson
Here at the Monocle Times we often end up dealing with the more existential questions of the 'Verse. Fortunately we are not alone in this pursuit of the ultimate truth.
Just the other day a few of the chaps and me ended up talking in the club about a topic that I am sure many of our readers have pulled their hairs out about: What classical music best represents the ships in my fleet.
Many here are fans of the classical music of the 20th century and while much of what can only be describe as one of the heights of humanities achievement in the fine arts of music is lost today there are still many records remaining.
To simplify the matter we have focused on a single artist a kind of music that in it's time was called 'Rock' performed by some rather apeish looking fellers called 'The Who'.
As this matter, just as many of our fleets, is rather extensive I have decided to just feature a single song and ship per article.
And what song better do characterize this ship as 'Behind Blue Eyes'. A emotionally deep ballade exploring the emotional struggles of a young pirate who just learned that his first own vessel reads 'POLICE' on the outside.
The artists do a wonderful job at expressing the forth and back going on inside the young man. Constantly torn between eagerness to start robbing and the worries of rejection from his peers.
"No one knows what it's like to be hated, to be fated to tell only lies", they sing giving us the deep inside in what trauma it must be to arrive at your first raid on a unsuspecting freighter in a shit featuring police sirens.
Before ending this article, and well knowing that not many cutlass blue pilots will be amongst our readership I want to say one more thing. It is OK to seek professional help, if you went through a trauma like this it isn't a sign of weakness if you desire council.
by Sir Quentin Reginald Watson