Chief Justice Richter hammered the gavel and the crowded
courtroom quieted. She went right to reading their decision: "this
Court finds for the plaintiff..." and the screams and cheers went up
there in the Hague and all around the world.
        Our girls were jumping up and down in each other's arms
there on the porch at the villa and the others were celebrating with
them this time. Kit was working with Pute, but smiling away,
looking around at everyone.
        "The Court recognizes the World Peace Government as the
legal representative government of all the people of the world..."
the Chief Justice continued after gaveling for quiet, "...and finds
that the United Nations should sign the World Peace Government
Declaration...." The cheers caused her to gavel again, then again
and once more again. And the Courtroom shushed. Barely.
        "Therefore...we also find..." she proceeded, "that the United
Nations' military forces should be transferred to the authority of the
World Peace Government at the earliest possible time, and
furthermore...."
        She gaveled again for restraint as she looked around at all the
people and then gazed into the courtcams. Then she returned her
blue eyes, looking out over her glasses, to the paper she was
reading from and spoke again.
        "...And furthermore, we find that all countries of the world
should recognize the World Peace Government and sign its
Declaration and work out the transference of all military forces to
it."
        The cheers were deafening there in the Courtroom, as well as
everywhere around the globe. Her Honor gaveled once more into
the cacophony and added, "this Court is adjourned until noon
Monday," though hardly anyone heard, and the Judges all left the
Courtroom together and returned to their chambers for brewskis
and to get out of their robes so they could join the party.
        Well, civilization was celebrating in wild ecstasy, but WPG
leaders at the demonstrations were telling everyone that it wasn't
over yet. The WPG Network started interviewing all the
government officials they could find for their reaction and most
could not believe the decision. Many said that, if followed, it would
cause catastrophic destabilization of the forces in control of mass
destruction weapons, at minimum. Some called for impeachment
of the Judges, or for an immediate rehearing. Some called it
"disestablishmentarianism" or "dysfunctional" and totally out of
character for the Court. Almost all said the edict would never be
implemented.
        But then there were all those who expressed their admiration
and agreement. So it was noodle swirl for spin, as reporters and
media outlets all around the world pursued the opinions they
wanted to broadcast.
        "Hell, it's the World Court!....No one does a dam thing they
say...especially now....We'll block it in the Security Council
anyway..." our guys were hearing on the radio as Jess and Kit
worked with Pute, checking all the feedback.
        The markets were taking it in stride, but business liked the
idea. A lot of companies wanted to go to the planets. And who
likes war? War costs. Even though, of course, it is very profitable
for a few. Business leaders were talking about convincing the
governments. "It's on the ball" were the conventional words of
wisdom flowing out of the financial capitals and major boardrooms
of the world. Business was for people. People are customers. And
people are us. The investment community took immediate liking to
the companies that would make money on the water pipes and
space development, a lot of them defense companies. Companies
that Kit and the girls - and Ed - had recently taken large positions
in. Even Julian and Wallace had taken Kit's advice. And our guys
were making millions as they sat there on the swing on the porch
at the villa by the Adriatic. A LOT of millions!
        Well, the party was mightily hearty at their cottage the rest of
that afternoon, though our flight crew finally did get a little more
sleep before they all left for the airport around nine, checking out
Sarajevo's situation as they drove out the estate's driveway. They
were getting requests to bring ammunition.
        "Not good," Jessy remarked.
        "Why don't you two stay here tonight," Kit suggested, hoping
upon hope.
        "Not on your life," she came back, giving him a kiss and a
touch.
        "It's your lives I'm concerned about," he returned. But she
just kissed him some more and he surely is the sucker for that, as
we know. But he was girding up his loins to tell them later that
they were not going.
        People were still signing the Declaration all over the world.
They were up to three billion, and had already reached a record
200 million on the day. Talk of the WPG running candidates in
all elections also started picking up steam. Just in case, the
argument. The WPG law team was already on a tour of the
European capitals to take their case to all the highest courts and
offices. And John Junior, BR and the others were regaled and
interviewed whenever they were seen anywhere.
        The President - ole Bill - called for Congress to come back
from the holiday recess to take a vote on the question. And it was
already in great debate on the news shows and channels,
Donaldson telling the world on ABC's post-decision analysis
special that, "those hippies have really stirred things up, David...."
        The United Nations was already debating it in a special
session of the Assembly, as were most nations in some forum,
including Russia and China. Of course, the USA had the most
military power to lose, a fact not lost in anyone's brain.
        Polls had figures of over 9o percent of the people in favor of
the governments doing it - even taking it slowly step by step. Not
just the economics were taking over. The idea of no more war not
surprisingly had a high amount of appeal and was just as much the
driver.
        The WPG had hundreds of former policy makers working
on the plan, all concentrating on how to get it done without
causing any war, the security of the nukes and other mass killing
weapons obviously first to take care of. But it was the onslaught of
people that was most surprising, welcome and overwhelming. Not
just all the demonstrators, who had renewed energy. It was the
millions upon hundreds of millions who had been laying back, but
now were calling, e-mailing, faxing, wiring and writing the leaders,
and joining the demonstrators and the worldwide workers strike! It
was history!
        The WPG was also getting stars and leaders all over the
world on board on the new Advisory Council, then starting on
printing up the bonds to be issued and working on the applications
to the World Bank, International Monetary Fund and World
Trade Organization, using the World Court's decision as preamble.
Things were moving. Fast. Fueled by the media coverage and the
Internet.
        "It's a little scary," Jess noted while they read everything on
Pute's screen as they rode to the airport.
        "So is Sarajevo, precious. Please, Jess...why don't you guys
sit this one out," Kit pled.

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