"Well, we want you to drag down the hearings. Nothing more." Sire George stated his intention as a matter of fact rather than a request.
Rickfield's face contorted in confusion. "Drag down? Exactly what does that mean, to you, that is?"
"We want you to downplay the importance of security for govern- ment computers. That there really is no threat to them, and that government has already met all of its obligations in balance with the new world order, if you will. The threats are mere scare tactics by various special interest groups and government agencies who are striving for long term self preservation." Sir George had practiced his soliloquy before calling Senator Rick- field.
"What the hell for?" Rickfield raised his voice. "Security?
Big deal! What's it to you?"
"I am not at liberty to discuss our reasons. Suffice it to say, that we would be most pleased if you see to it that the hearings have minimal substance and that no direct action items are deliv- ered. I believe that term you Americans so eloquently use is stonewall, or perhaps filibuster?"
"They're not the same things."
"Fine, but you do understand nonetheless. We want these hearings to epitomize the rest of American politics with procrastination, obfuscation and procedural gerrymandering." Sir George had learned quite a bit about the political system since he had moved to the States.
"And to what aim?" Rickfield's political sense was waving red flags.
"That's it. Nothing more."
"And in return?" The Senator had learned to be direct in mat- ters of additional compensation since he had hooked up with the earthy General.