[ WP ] Wars have changed now that love is a weapon .

They came in the spring of the year. Landed their spaceship right on the White House lawn. People watched their televisions in horror and fascination as a giant green skinned woman emerged from the ship and waved at the assembled solders. They watched in confusion as the solders dropped their weapons and surrounded the busty creature in a massive group hug. A short time later the president appeared live from the Oval Office. He welcomed the new visitors and encouraged the world to welcome them as well. He had a hungry gleam in his eye and everyone at home could see he was sweating. 
 
 Within hours the ritual was replicated around the world. A ship lands in the capital. Beautiful alien appears and is instantly welcomed by all who see her. 
 
 Those watching at home knew something was wrong. The alien was beautiful by any standard. Everyone could see that. But the way they were instantly swooned over was just plain wrong. It set off your alarm bells. 
 
 The war began within days. Those leaders and generals who had avoided direct contact raised the call to arms, spreading their message on the internet. They warned that to be in proximity to an alien was to instantly fall madly in love with them. They thought it had something to do with pheromones and our brain ’ s internal chemicals. They informed the world that the aliens had already begun, with the cooperation of many world leaders, to ship the earth ’ s precious natural resources off planet. They encouraged every human who heard their message to form militias and take up arms. They told us to shoot on sight and not trust anyone. They asked us to fight and to pray. 
 
 This is my journal. My neighbors and I have barricaded the neighborhood and are waiting, hunting rifles ready. 
 
 Our greatest strength has become our ultimate weakness. Day by day the aliens spread their influence. Moving ever closer to our position. 
 
 I have hardened my heart. 
 
 No matter what, I intend to shoot. 
 
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