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file:///F|/rah/New%20Folder/Gregory%20Benford/Gregory%20Benford%20-%20Doing%20Alien.txt GREGORY BENFORD - Doing Alien I REMEMBER HOW MITCHELL was putting the moves on some major league pussy when the news about the aliens came in. That Mitchell, he stopped in mid-line and cocked his big square head and said kind of whispery, Double dog damn. Then he went back to the little redhead he had settled onto the stool next to his, way down at the end of the mahogany bar at Nans. But I could tell he was distracted. Hes the kind of fella always drawn to a touch of weirdness. At Mardi Gras he just loved the confusion, not being able to tell guys from gals, or who was what, the whole thing. He left with the redhead before ten, which was pretty quick even for Mitchell. When hes headed for the sheets there isnt much can get in Mitchells way. But he kept glancing over at the Alphas on the TV. Going out, he gave me the old salute and big smile but I could tell he was thinking off somewhere, not keeping his mind and his hands on the redhead. Which wasnt like him. Mitchells been my buddy since the earths crust cooled off. I can read him pretty well. We graduated high school about the time the dinosaurs started up and went into farm equipment sales together when there were still a few nickels to make in that game. Ive seen Mitchell bareass in the woods howling around a campfire, watched him pulling in six-foot tuna off the back of McKenzies old boat, laughed when he was drunk up to his eyeballs with a big brassy broad on each arm and a shit ass happy grin. For sure I know him better than any of his goddamn two ex-wives or his three kids. None of themd recognize him on the street, pretty near. So when the Alphas showed up right here in Fairhope I could tell right away that Mitchell took it funny. These Alphas come in slick as you please, special escort in limos and all. They go down to the wharf and look at the big new Civic Center and all, but nobody has