Weary Wulf[P] I have to admit, my power-fantasy right now is for a dragon to turn up—all fed-up with this—and say "Hiverarchy: If all you can do with your minds is mimic, then I'll take your reins, and I ordain that you must mimic me. And I say no further hostilities or exploitation, no xenophobic loathings, no nations, no lines on maps, and all are to be embraced no matter how different." thus fixing the world, leaving the megaparasites to squrim with ineffectual impotence.