's a misplaced letter, there some "facts" that
aren't facts, and somewhere else a dropped package of secret records.
Somebody goofs--and is exposed._

_Maybe it works on the local-organization level. Maybe there are teams
all over the country, all ready to synchronize their minds and jab
somebody in the thought processes at just the right time, in just the
right way, as soon as they get the word. That's one way of doing it,
maybe the best way._

_There are others, but it doesn't really matter how that end of it
works. The important thing is that it does work._

_And, when it works, it can certainly create quite a mess. Yes-sirree,
Bob. Or Lou, as the case may be._

_I sure hope somebody's picking all this up, because I'd hate to have
to explain it again when I get there._

_Are you there, anybody?_

Malone imagined he heard Lou's voice. "Yes, Ken," she said. "Yes, I'm
here."

But, of course, there was no way for them to get through to him. They
were telepathic, but Kenneth J. Malone wasn't he told himself sadly.

_Hello, out there,_ he thought. _I hope you've been listening so far,
because there isn't going to be too much more. But there are a couple
of things that still need to be cleared up. I've got some answers, but
there are others I'm going to need._

_There's Russia, for instance. It does seem to me as if your teams in
Russia, whatever they're calling themselves, are having a lot more fun
than the U. S. teams. For one thing they've got an easier job._

_In this country, the teams are looking for ways to get rid of the
blockheads, and there are a lot of them. In Russia, you don't have to
get rid of the blockheads. All you have to do is clear the road for
them. And you can do that by fouling up the more intelligent people._

"Intelligent people?" he could hear Lou say.

_Intelligence doesn't mean good sense,_ Malone thought. _I don't doubt
that the men who are maintaining Russia's power are intelligent men--
but what they're doing is bad for the world as a whole, in the long
run._

_So you foul them up, and leave the blockheads a clear field to run
the country into the ground. And that's easier than fouling up the
blockheads._

_Sure it is._

_There are fewer intelligent, active people around than there are
blockheads._

_Always were._

_And maybe there always will be--but not if the PRS can help it._

_Oh, and by the way,_ Malone thought. _You do know how I spotted you,
don't you? You were