Cliffhangers , etc.
So, while I was pondering the issue of how long somebody can hang from a cliff, I was greeted by a squirrel staring back at me, as if he was saying, " pretty much, as long as I want ". So, for all the squirrels out there , this cliffhanger may be concluding, too soon. Not sure.
So, to basically fill in the blanks, it looked like this story ends here. But everything might make sense, if you consider that Ralphie was aware that he was being observed by an alien presence which, clearly was not connected with Deep Pockets, or anything else he knew about. Now, a lot of us, in this situation might just pass the data up the food chain, but knowing Altarians as well as he did , by that point, he knew that they might concoct some crazy scheme , perhaps one packed with paranoia, and he , at such a tender age was just not up for that. And so he did kept it to himself, but he did develop what you might call -- counter measures. So, based on the threat assessment, he created a holographic cannon, on the top of his cab, from which he could fire -- anti-anti-hipper-hyper -- projectiles, which are basically like ack-ack, for terrestrial folks. And so , when the ME-109 did show up, he blasted his cannon, before the ME-109 did, and hence Messy, just flew right into it. That did not destroy Messy, but did mess him up , caused him to spin out of control. But Messy did end up in a corn field in Missouri, and spent the next three years in a museum , before he was able to really get it together.
You might consider it a severe case of PTSD, except for aliens.
Actually, Ralphie did visit and was able to perceive what a wreck that " proud " bird had become.
So, there you go. If you're hanging from a cliff at this point, well, probably your problem.
Anyway, the story is really not about any of that.
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