Stay with me here: It's a dark night in the high plains of Peru. A guy in a serape or something is leading his burro home. He's running late. Suddenly, there's a bright light in the sky and a thundering impact. The burro brays with terror and pulls its halter out of his grasp, running off into the night. The guy calls after it, but we see a strange glow build behind him. He turns around slowly, and ...
Okay, so it didn't happen exactly like that, but National Geographic has a story here with some ominously cliche elements: A mysterious metor impact, local residents becoming ill, a totally "rational" explanation for the illness courtesy of an agency with a very long acronym...
I'm telling you, it's only a matter of time before Peru drops off the grid and we're all of a sudden in the middle of humanity's finest moment as we struggle for survival against the triffid invasion.
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