BattleTechnology
Goes to War

Bob Carter

by Hilary Ayer Luthien

If this rhyme reminds you of the elusive Scarlet Pimpernel - it was meant to.

Please don't feel that BattleTechnology Magazine is not responsive to you, our readers and serving warriors. Mr Carter will not answer letters, make appointments, have a personal address or comcode, or go out in public as himself for any reason at all. In his editiorial, Mr Carter is too modest to mention the three attempts on his own life before we were able to smuggle him off Exeter. Most of us aren't fighters here, we are journalists. We need to know that our leader is be safe and out of the line of fire, that Bob Carter's drive and dexpertise are there for us when we need them.

Mr Carter- indeed, all of us here at the magazine have very real and dangerous enemies. Has someone sent professional assassins after the BattleTechnology staff? Has some disgruntled arena fighter, angered by a bad review, decided on his own to take revenge? The truth is - we don't know. We receive death threats daily and weekly. We have received threats from polite Japanese-surnamed gentlemen with no return addresses, on the grounds that our coverage was too sympathetic to House Davion. Some rather large 'Mechwarriors rolled into our Tharkad office last Wednesday to offer us advice on House Steiner's proper ruler. It seems they believed the true Archon to be Frederick Steiner. The advice was meant to be backed up by a comrade in a Griffin. Alas for him, he was so full of Weedbinder's beer that he couldn't climb into his 'Mech. These situations have their amusing side, but somehow we're not able to laugh this week.

I will be contacted by Bob Carter at irregular intervals, and by different means each time and will faithfully pass on all messages, manuscripts, etc, and relay his wishes to you. BE WARNED. I have undergone extensive conditioning in preparation for this assignment; I can reveal nothing about Bob Carter's whereabouts, nor repeat his conversations verbatim. I can't even remember what he looks like. This process was undergone voluntarily as part of BattleTechnology's emergency plan. He will be constantly moving, scouting situations and crises that our readers need to know about. Bob Carter is our Scarlet Pimpernel. Do not expect to see him - but you'll know when he's been there.

"They seek him here, they seek him there.
His enemies seek him everywhere.
From his crusades there is no quarter;
The never-to-be-seen Bob Carter."


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