Six Blind Men & an Alien by Mike Resnick

could not hide your villages’ pigs so that the Germans could not find them."
        "Sooner or later they will find then, or they will ask for something else," said a leader. "Our women, perhaps."
        "This is just the first step," said B’narr. "You say they have superior weapons?"
        "Yes."
        "Do they claim all of Africa?"
        "What is Africa?" asked one of the leaders.
        "Do they claim all the land there is?" said B’narr, re-wording the question.
        "No. Only Tanganyka."
        "But why, if they have the best weapons?"
        "The British have similar weapons."
        B’narr smiled. "And where are the British?"
        "I do not know where they come from," said the leader, "but they rule Kenya."
        "Where is Kenya?"
        The leader pointed to the north. "There."
        "How far is it?"
        "A day’s march, maybe a little less."
        "There is your answer," said B’narr.
        He was met with confused frowns.
        "The Germans didn’t invent their powerful weaponry to conquer you . So they must have created it to match some other tribe’s weaponry, and you have told me that tribe is the British. After the first step, which is hiding the pigs, the Germans will demand something else. Then you will send representatives to the British a day’s march away and complain about your treatment at the Germans’ hands and tell them that you would much rather be ruled by them. And at the same time, you will have Kenyan tribes on the other side of the border complain to the Germans that they cannot stand British rule."
        Suddenly there were smiles among his audience.
        "You will volunteer to help each side as camp attendants. You will cook and wash their clothes and do whatever menial tasks they give you. And every time a soldier from either side dies in battle, you will appropriate his weapon and ammunition. When the military you are serving is small enough, you will poison their food. If it is larger, you will find ways, through children who are always above suspicion, to let the other side know where it is. And when the two sides have decimated each other, and one is totally destroyed or at least so badly beaten that it gives up all claim to any territory, you will have enough weaponry and enough experience to annihilate the winning side." He paused. "It will not happen overnight, and it will not be easy. But if you are determined enough, it can happen."
        "You look like a monster," said the tallest leader. "But you think like a laibon or a mundumugu. " He stared coldly at Bira. "Why did our own mundumugu never think of these things."
        Bira made no answer, but simply glared hatefully at B’narr.
        "I have a question," said Goru.
        "Yes?" said B’narr.
        "What will you want for all this?" said Goru. "Do you wish to be acknowledged the jumbe kwa kijumbe ?"
        "The chief of chiefs?" repeated B’narr. He shook his head. "No, I have no desire to rule anyone. I am interested only in seeing justice done."
        "Truly?"
        "Truly."
        "You make it hard to think of you as a man," said Goru.
        The other leaders laughed at that, all except Bira.
        "We will meet again every day until we have every detail planned," said B’narr. "We must know exactly where to build the enclosure. We must make certain there are no impassable hazards for the pigs that are lower down the mountain. We must know which boys we are going to trust to be our runners. We must map out their routes not only on the mountain but on the plains beyond the mountain. We must be prepared for every eventuality. I have given you a lot to think about. I suggest you go back to your villages and consider what I have said, and we will meet here at the same hour tomorrow."
        The men left, and B’narr returned to the glacier. He considered building a hut-he’d seen them constructed in a matter of hours-and