>Now I'm imagining that the intelligence officer in charge of that
>(still-hypothetical) covert station is probably perennially
>frustrated. "Your reports are constantly too late to do any good!"
>Well, no shit, buddy. These people make decisions fast, and when we
>know about them at all it's because we see the fuckin' metagate opens
>right before they cram half the IPSF through it. We can't collect
>comms traffic to do sigint on because the Psi Corps still hasn't
>figured out a way to intercept lens traffic, now have they? And that's
>on top of the fact that both Hutchins' bastard and his little... gloom
>cookie teenaged sidekick have parapsychic talents that apparently
>involve matter transportation across interstellar distances!
>
And whose side is that Ivanova supposed to be on?

S.