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TheJanitorSpy

TheJanitorSpy

There really was no way the Russians do not force now or presuede no coercion no leaning of threatening necessary or needed they just offer ready cash to poor old people. Your secrets come unbidden a small camera has always been the way of spies. The janitor is working late again. He stops just inside the door to rest his broom against your file computer and he twists the cord he placed there last nite in the service of his job he hotwired the thing to on and now it comes up full screen so he can digitally capture it on film the Russians made a Camera that takes a picture of the computer screen not the false light image but the stuff that’s on the crinkle paper can then be seen no negative but just a clear crisp image of the picture of the secrets in the files on YOUR computer. They pay more for Government Papers than a janitor can make in a whole Year. The fault is not instilling Patriotism in the early grade school years. When eye think of that stupid orange crate that eye had to sit on instead of all the chair backs that eye broke by leaning back in chair eye would not learn that it was wrong eye did not care. An alcoholic Father and a Mother in Despair. Eye refused to knuckle under to Authority there. Iff you want a child to grow up Happy then do not yell at them beware of yelling at a child life is so short a man does not sell his soul just to survive he learns that money is not god that silver and some gold do not keep a man alive but heart and soul. When you kill a man with fist and boot you should make sure that he does not survive but iff you wanted me to live and hurt than congratulations is in order. The Janitor has sold his soul for a pittance more reality some granary silo where a missile has been hid the green dots connected make a great big hit on Mother Russian Snow. The Atomics of the Hydrogen variety. We made a Hydroponic bomb to send it to the Tundra of Poor Mother Russia when exploded it will spread some wheat germ all over Mother Russian’s dirt. Perhaps the Janitor has pictures of the Blue Cobalt Bomb that’s carries it. When exploded coming out of orbit it showers Russian People with some love instead of death some future bread to eat. We traded eggs for bread and lived without the meat we need. We hid the plans where the Janitor can get them quick. A Spy bringing spy a hidden message for the masses containing lies just to confuse the ruling classes.

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