"He thinks so, sir."
"Lieutenant Peterson."
"Yes sir?"
"Come look into this glass, will you."
The young man looked.
"What do you see?"
"A lot of strange creatures, sir. Are they dangerous? Should we prepare our weapons?"
"How old are you, Lieutenant?"
"Nineteen, Captain Webber."
"You have just seen a herd of cows, for the most part—" Captain Webber squinted and twirled knobs "—Holsteins."