Aliens

I like the movie Skyline. It is an alien movie. I own it. Most everybody else hates it. But I like it because I think it shows us exactly what will happen if an invasion-minded alien fleet lands on our fair planet. Humanity will get curb stomped. 

It will not be a contest, it will not be a fight, it will be a one hunderd percent one-sided true blue extinction event. When you point bug spray at a bunch of flies, you don't think of yourself as being in a fight, do you? The only debate there is to see which fly can fly away fastest from your can of death, and given humanity has only managed to go as far as its own moon, which is a tiny distance, cosmically speaking, that option will not be available to us when squaring off against a bunch of star-hopping aliens. So sorry. 

In case the outcome is still in doubt, let me paint a picture. 

Once upon a time, there was this thing called the Spanish Armada. It was a fleet of 150 ships that the King of Spain unleashed upon the world. It was big. It was invincible. It was fearsome. And other such nice words. It was the biggest and most expensive European fleet at the time, and it was the pinnacle of naval warfare.

Now imagine that fleet going up against a modern navy. The modern navy will not techically need a single ship to do the actual killing. A group of thirty Reaper drones with standard issue Hellfire missiles will be enough to take out the entire Armada, turning every ship into matchsticks and killing every single sailor on board. The entire affair (I hesitate to call it a battle) will be over in thirty minutes.

Hellfire missiles have a range of 7 miles, so the Spanish will not even be able to see who or what killed them.

Consider that what I talked about is pitting our own technology against the past. An evolution of five hundred years. And that is the result. Now imagine the technology of a species possibly a million years ahead of us on an exponential tech scale. A tech that makes travelling the mind-numbing distance between the stars possible. 

Imagine that tech blasting us in the face. My hunch is that, much like the Spanish, we won't even know it when we are dead.