It's weird isn't it, though, Les, how when these 'ere aliens land in the the boondocks of the deep south of the USA (they never land in major urban conurbations, please note), the first words out of their strangely attractive multiple mouths are "take me to the central committee of your leading marxist-leninist revolutionary party, preferably the one who has the monopoly on rebuilding the Fourth International." They're always saying stuff like that, these extra-terrestrials.

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