It would be a utopia, with warfare converted into a tournament of machines—battles without soldiers, conflicts with no victims. However, the reader, who was no fool, concluded with a quite different scenario, one that, sad to say, was far more realistic: “Far-flung imperial conquests which were ours because we had the Maxim gun and they had the knobkerry will be recalled by new bloodless triumphs coming our way because we have telechiric yeomanry and they, poor fuzzy-wuzzies, have only napalm and nerve-gas.”

Grégoire Chamayou, A Theory of the Drone, loc. 141