To Rev
... And three hundred years from now, will not we be with the ones once called Apachee?
In the beginning there were the seeds of many fruits. Human scientists didn’t invent seeds. They only try, individually, to deal with seeds, nationally, the best they can try to sometimes, and to replant the potential of the body of this earth in the minds, and through the gardens of our landscapes. The bible begins by talking about the seeds of the fruits. And it immediately frames this in the context of the statutes, because the arrangement of the statutes of this Republic, and of international laws that had been liberated, as well as had been tortured, been terrorized, and had been held to an ongoing captivity, through them, it is essential to understand, by means of a source beyond individuals continually born to this beyond colonization. This that called the devil. No! You’ll see no devil here, my brother, Reverend, just the glow of a mighty blaze to kindle here. I kindle.”
“Ok, hold on now. Hold on!”
“Reverend, I’m the kid with Mrs. Johnson.”
“I’m Mrs. Johnson.”
“Oh, but a woman named Mrs. Johnson used to babysit me. I was there with her. And no one had a better seat for that speech than us, Reverend, Mrs. Johnson didn’t even flinch. The speech was so good, for one second, I look over to see the reaction of my Mrs. Johnson, and, or my other Mrs. Johnson, if you will.”
“My mother?”
“Wait a second! Wait a second! You were the little boy with Mrs. Johnson? And you’re calling your mother, huh?” (Rev puts his head in his hand again. I continue)
“Rev, and I still remember the reaction of your mother, which was no reaction, because I’d looked over to see her reaction before it had happened…”
“What happened?”
“The guy gave the best speech we ever heard. I think that’s what the Reverend wanted to note the speech for. And everyone was into it. We all felt bad for the this little lamb. Which it was a miniature horse, but he’d kept telling us to think of it as a lamb.”
“Wait a second. Wait a second!”
“Reverend, for one second, I looked over at your mother; you know; to know, myself, to know how to react to it. But I remember it like yesterday, Reverend. I look over… I look over. And in the same moment of my astonishment at the reactionless attention of Mrs. Johnson, your mother, who you were the thought of her mind, be you, having been in Georgia, with her family.”
“Wait a second.”
“Get back to the speech?”
"Oh…"
“Me and Mrs. Johnson are right in front of it. I look at her for one second. During that second, and for at least a second after it, she had no reaction.”
“From what!?”
“Wait a second! Wait a second!”
“The blood! I look over for one second. I hear the sound of a sword unsheathing, and see blood go all over your mother’s white church clothes. Instantaneously. And still! She had no reaction. She just looked at me, and then right back at the old man, who was now tangled in people who jumped in to defend her blouse. And then it almost got calm for a second. And then…”
“Wait a second!”
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"What's wrong with this dude?" "Dude, Reggie…"
"I'll kill this m***********. What's a matter with you? Hey. And where's my cut."
"What'd you do?"
"What'd you do?" (we ask at the same time)
"Naw. We were moving for leadership, in the game. But then the girls we see at lunch some times; they heard us laughing about the speech this guy gave, last week."
"Hey, I got the number that chic I'd said to you that day."
"Yeah, let me tell it though. At the end of this speech. This guy gives a speech about grinders."
"Hey, tell them how many people heard your speech today."
"I'm trying to tell him about Ernesto, and the speech."
"Forget that speech! Look how much money we made from the pool."
"If you're playing the gaming system, then the seed for a business was at least planted."
"Hey, what's the matter with this m***********."
"Let me just start by saying this…. Like you know how you told me to stop apologizing for getting you kicked off the West Coast?"
"Yeah?"
"And you know how you told me that you promise that you forgive me?"
"Yeah?"
"Let me just start by saying this…."
"Ya'll growing pot up there!? I'll kill ya'll."
"No, we ain't growing no pot, Reggie! This nxxx takes me to a meeting with the Klu-Klux clan. Reggie."
"What!?"
"But it's more complicated that that."
"Look. I don't care if ya'll met with a bunch of f****** Lepercons. If you're growing pot up there I'll kill you."
"Reggie, I don't think you understand. Reggie. First it was just some Hispanic and Asian gangs. So I didn't notice anything…"
"Don't forget you're taking us this weekend."
"No, that's what I gotta tell ya, Reggie.. Remember the dude who shot at us?"
"My neighbor!?"
"No. Not him. The one that got preempted the last time by my fathers's friend."
"Yeah."
"Why. How many times did you guys get shot at?"
"I'll kill this m***********."
"Ah ha. You never told five the story?"
"What story?"
"Wait a second. You saw the guy in the brown car?"
"No, but it was some guy I always used to see him with. But I don't think any of them recognized me. I had to walk around with a motorcycle helmet and goggles on."
"Wait a second. Wait a second! Because I'm about to kill this motherfucker…"
"Reggie…"
"What the f*** would this dude we just had to leave the West Coast to flee, then what the f*** was he doing in Vermont with you XXxxs."
"I'll kill this m***********," says Five.
"Reggie! I think what had happened was that I'd contributed to the efforts of his to reach out to the west coast. And. In so doing. I inadvertently must have reached out to some chick from the old neighborhood; someone I'd figured it was safe to, because I didn't know them. And I didn't know this cat was gonna organize them."
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"Reggie, do you know what an algorhythm is? Reggie, The Campus Marcius, an Ancient Gaming System is like a metaphysical antivirus, a metaphysical algorhythm." "You lost me."
"Because how come you won't use the computer, Reggie!?"
"I'll kill this m***********. Hey, what were you just doing on there?"
"I just created a social group. I just created USA, Reggie."
"What's that?"
"For the Urging of Saudi Arabia. I want them to let me put how they, and how Islam was exploited. And I want them to remove credibility from anything associated with psychology, and for it's role, historically, and presently apart of a higher criminal agenda. This is where religions, and where peoples merge back to one without any more regression, and putting regression that we've sustained, finally, into context"
"If we didn't need the internet for boxing, I'd kick them right off, Fyve. I come home… Fyve!"
"I didn't even know they were in Saudi Arabia."
"Reggie! The dude who crafted the "Operational Agreement," he works for the law firm that took up representing Saudi Arabia after the trade tower attacks when our media was led by intelligence designed through these channels that are incapable of it. It's not the people who aren't. It's the people who can't understand they're colonization, and, so they pseudo-rationalize it as having been an intended part of the nation."
"Wait. Wait. What are you doing in Saudi Arabia now?"
"What about the vail," asks fyves?
"Dude, Fyve, thousands of years ago a mountain range was dismantled in the furtherance of a plot associated with one that had already infected the libraries of the world with illusions. The ancients had been brilliant before they were made dumb from inside the organization of the world that existed that made them brilliant in the first place. It's was in the furtherance of a plan that some ancient had invented. The plan was to formulate the world, and its leaderships into self-defeating positions that are capable of being held through the simultaneous and coordinated means of peoples own peoples against each other. This is why people in Hartford are living in conditions less extravagant than those had been imposed through criminal laws over the colonists, and over the Native Americans. But! The same criminal laws were also designed under the guise of being for alliances with the Natives. But! The nature of how our colonization was seeded; this cannot be treated properly without treatment of how the colonization of royal cultures was seeded, because money alone is not freedom."
"Seriously. These dudes are a problem on that internet."
"You think?"
"Anyway. Criminal pathology inclined through our campuses is, in many ways, our colonization is held in place through the imposition of the minds of the people of this unholy criminal pseudo-science. And I want to take over public relations for Saudi Arabia, too, for I don't think there is a person from any country with the sophistication, alone, to handle the nature of the evil plaguing this earth through the science of colonization in act. And this is related to the union, Reggie, and to child slavery, which, I noted they took up too. And in this context. The blitzcreeg, Reggie, that was a plot seeded in the mind of Hitler by secret agents who knew they were going to tear Germany apart from inside. And then they came over here with the German invention of the car. And they'd colonized us. And secret agents from Europe did so much evil to the Native Americans in their original state. They were divided into the phenomenon of tribes. And then they were used as means for the justification of the imposition of continually changing criminal laws that had been imposed, and had been enforced upon the colonists through the course of a kind of state terrorism that perfected itself throughout the world long before they admitted the existence of a place that nobody knew about but those in criminal colleges in the furtherance of illusions imposed through the minds of people pseudo-educated."
"Fivyse, only reason I don't destroy that thing."
"What thing?"
"That microphone! First thing."
"Reggie…"
"The only reason I don't do it; we're gonna need this for my fighter."
"Reggie, out of everyone who signed the contract…"
"That's another thing. Fyve! I gotta hold a meeting here, tomorrow, we got everyone who signed a contract coming to dinner. "
"I'm coming."
"Fyve! Six people coming. And then these two and their chicas. Those girls from the gym?"
"The way, fyves."
"This dude a slow learner."
"I can't come?"
"I don't know?"
"And there's one more dude, Reggie."
"That's it you said!"
"This dude, Mr. Larry, he didn't sign the same contract as you guys though."
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Shots cut to me filming a homeless man on the bus. He's sitting next to a kid who's trying to film the right shot of the bus driver without him knowing. He knows we're about to crash one car into another in a movie about two Spanish brothers who constantly smash their car into one another's, and who eat at food spots on Franklyn Ave, and on Wethersfield Ave.. I'm also communicating with Chico on another phone.
"He won't do it Chico," who's standing on a car making sure a cop doesn't see the scene he has timed, including the homeless man I'm filming getting out of the bus where the crash is about to go down." "Now! I'm calling it," says Chico, hand motioning, and repeatedly yelling go."
(shots cut to the cars behind the bus slowing down. Shots cut to the cars coming up to where the car with a muffler problem, too, where the Spanish brother is with a radio, too, he starts the loud car and starts acting. There are a bunch of Puerto Rican dudes with filming with Chico. So they're getting shots of it approaching the light that the bus is approaching where the bus stop is where the dude I’m filming is about to get out. And there are girls filming that. And they are going to get shots of the bus driver getting out to yell at the guy who crashes the car into the brothers like clockwork. That's why I'm telling Chico he's not gonna do it."
"Here we go. He's right. This really has to stop though."
"The daily car crash," the asks the driver sarcastically?
(Shots cut to the muffler car, and the crazy looking brother at the light now. Shots cut to all the cars already starting to get backed up, including a cop rolling up on us what he thinkis is an accident).
"The guy doesn't care if you yell at him. He's gonna just stay in character. You know that guy normally doesn't look that crazy like that."
"He's really crashing the car again?"
"I'm not talking. I have to film."
(Now the bus driver sees him crash into the car. And he knows that we want him to yell at the guy so we can film it. And he knows he really has an excuse to film it. And it all has airs like he secretly wants to be in our movie. So he even gets out of the bus for a second. And shots cut to T, and to Reggie rolling up in their rental truck for the first time, and seeing this, and thinking it's real, and that that's just people who'd happened to have cameras. And because he'd missed the acrobatic feats the Asian dude in the back of a pickup truck with a pulley system just pulled off to film the approach of the muffler car to the light.)
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hdH6kvs3UTE&feature=related
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Shots cut to Jay, and to chico's makeup girl on a side street around the corner from the grinder shop. Jay's sister did professional movie acting makeup that makes it look like Earnie got shot in his car. Earnie, is Jay's sister's boyfriend. And this is the scene that slows down the pickup truck with the precariously protruding bamboo, and the bus following it. This scene slows up their progression so that the cops can catch up to behind them before seeing the kid in the car looking like he just got shot in the car.
"Stevie, get ready. I'm getting her now." "Ready!? Why do you think I've been in this position. Hurry up now. Go get her."
"Ok"
"Jason! What are you doing? We need him now."
"One second. I just want my sister to see it. Don't tell her. Just go to the grinder shop. I'll bring him there in one minute."
(The pickup truck is driving by when the passenger sees what looks like the dead body. He tells the driver to stop. People on the bus see it. They're paused, and the police who'd seen them drive by when Chico was filming the brothers fighting. They pull up. And their eyes are on the bus. The officer riding shot gun looks over and jerks.)
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They found an el-chewcoblraes larve. :0
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/04/25/monster-fossil-godzillus-kentucky-_n_1452311.html?ref=science&icid=maing-grid7%7Cmain5%7Cdl32%7Csec1_lnk3%26pLid%3D155167
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s9uKm2V_U0w&feature=plcp
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“Reggie?” “What?”
“This dude, reggie?”
“What?”
“This dude. Like holy a god, Reggie.”
“What!?”
“No, that’s it. Like holy a god, reggie. Holy a god.”
“Reggie,” if you saw the speech he gave today.
“Holy a god, reggie. Like holy… A god…”
“Reggie, you would have thought this dude was king white power himself.”
“To the Puerto Ricans!”
“They weren’t going to go though with it with the white power people, Reggie. Reggie, if you heard the speech he’d given to change the minds of the Puerto Ricans.”
“For what?”
“They didn’t want to go into business with the white power people. This dude convinced them. Reggie, giving one of the greatest white power speeches that was ever given.”
“And I’m a black guy. I’m not even white Reggie.”
“Get the f*** out of here.”
“It’s true, Reggie, he made the big scary guy cry.”
“True.”
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“Hey, where you goin’ Reggie?” “I’m going to see Mr. Robbie.”
“Hey, Reggie, I’m warning you; don’t let him try and recruit you into the holy war.”
“How’d you know about that?”
“He did! Reggie, this i?s not just a fake holy war going on between Mr. Robbie, and his kids. How do you know?”
“Reggie, who do you think put them at war with eachother?”
“Reggie…”
“Look. I gotta go eat before I kill one of you m************.”
(Shots cut to Reggie going into Mr. Robbie’s shop. Shots cut to me calling Mr. Robbie’s son, and, tipping him off that they are planning a strike on us. That scene. Shots cut to them coming out. I’m in the middle of explaining how I know that if we build a thirty-five thousand foot mountain that it will start freezing up before we get half way.)
“Holy god! For one minute! Just listen to one thing!” “What!? What!?”
“Hey, what’s up players? What it is? Drama! Don’t mind me.”
“Cube, one thing, you gotta listen. Imagine you had a floor with radiant heating.”
“Ah ha! Cube! We’re talking about a mountain! This kid’s trying to use radiant floor heating to prove he can make a mountain snow.”
“Cube. Wait! I swear to god. Just listen for one minute, or I’ll be on this even if we get shot at when they come out there.”
“Radiant floor heating! If there are one hundred strips of heat sending up heat…”
“This is a mountain we’re talking about.”
“Yes!”
“Wait. Wait. Just answer one question. And then I’ll listen to it.”
“What? Where’s your brother?”
“He’s spying on my father.”
“Oh, that’s good. That’s good.”
“Wait a second.”
“You know you guys would make the worst scientists.”
“Cube, tell him you can’t just stick cement in the desert and make snow.”
“You can’t just stick stone in the desert and make snow.”
“Yes you can!”
“Wait! Explain what radiant floor heating has to do with a mountain.”
“Holy s***. Where do you think all the desert heat is centered, and rises from.”
“The floor.”
“Exactly! Heat rises from the sphere of the earth.”
“Radiant floor heating is not a sphere.”
“He’s right.”
“You know; if this were a science class I’d smash a beaker against the wall right now. Wait! Listen! The earth is round. But the street is flat! Like a floor. Like a field. Or like the desert.”
“The desert has dunes.”
“There goes the bunsin burner.”
“Ok, so the desert is radiant floor heating. Continue.”
“And what happens if you spread the radiant floor heating strips wider so their further apart?”
“It sends out less heat.”
“Exactly! And as the heat rises, even from the heat of the desert, the heat waves are rising out from a sphere.”
“You just said it was flat.”
“It’s both! The desert is flat! It’s round too though. Regardless! As the heat waves rise they become more and more spread out, rising from an ever broadening sphere.”
“How?”
“Because the further the heat waves rise off the ground, the greater, and greater distance there is between the once closer waves. So they put out less eat into the room as they rise.”
“The desert has dunes.”
“Forget it.”
“No, I get it though. I think I get it.”
“Yeah! So as we’re building this mountain range it will get colder and colder. And then the wind hits the mountain and that forces water out of the wind itself. And that makes it even colder. Pretty soon, before we’re even done building the mountain we’re gonna have steams of water coming from it.”
“Who is?”
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“Reggie, this dude won’t take me back to the Chitalians, Reggie, it still exists. Reggie.” “No it doesn’t. We’re going there right now then.”
“Reggie.”
“Reggie…”
“What’s this jini still doing? Flying over the ocean.”
“Reggie, he’s flying to Jamaica.”
“He won’t make it.”
“Well that’s the bet. Reggie? Do you realize how much money the streets of Hartford have bet on if this dude makes it to Jamaica? Reggie…”
“Who bet?”
“I only get $500.00 though.”
“They’re watching the same thing at The Rook right now.”
“Did you know that place was in like five movies and a porno?”
(Shots cut to The Rook. They’re all watching the screen shots of the water on one of the new flat screens. And they have horses on the others. Then shots cut back to us).
“I got ten he doesn’t make it.” “I’m not taking the bets, Reggie. But I’ll take that.”
“No way he makes it.”
“Reggie, the entire body of that plane is fuel. But! First it runs on battery. When these special highpowered long lasting batteries wear out he starts the gas propeller and the rest of the plane drops off.”
“I didn’t even do that yet.”
“Then what happens.”
“Reggie, the bigger plane becomes smaller, but starts flying faster, and then even faster, because the gas runs out and it gets lighter. We already made it to Venezuela, Reggie. We already know it’s gonna make it. It’s just the point to prove it.”
“Wait a second! If this is so secret, then why are they watching it at The Rook?”
“Reggie, people don’t even know what that is. Jackson tells everyone he recorded it from Youtube.”
“Wait.”
“My airforce is secret though! Reggie.”
“How the f*** is that secret?”
“Reggie, because they had no control over the airforce controlled by the voice.”
“Yeah, who the f*** is this voice?”
“We don’t know. I told you. Someone within the gaming system has the gaming system itself blackmailed from inside, Reggie.”
“For what!?”
“For planes.”
“For planes Reggie.”
“Will you stop repeating what he says.”
“I’m just saying.”
“A whale I just passed.”
“I thought them n*****s was dead.”
“Wait. If that’s not your airforce, then what are they watching his plane fly for?”
“Because we don’t know who the voice is, Reggie.”
“So? Then you gave him the planes, how come you don’t have him fly it? Because they pretend like I think he’s flying it for Jackson, and I don’t know. And because they would have got suspicious if he wasn’t flying.”
“Why would they get suspicious of that?”
“Because whoever is behind the voice knows how many planes we have. And they know that we don’t even have room for them.”
“How do they know that?”
“We don’t know!”
“What don’t you know?”
“Reggie, we don’t know who the voice is.”
“That’s what I just said! Then why are you flying for him?”
“Dude, because we want him to think that the Puerto Ricans took all the planes. And that wouldn’t be believable if we didn’t do something with the planes they know we have. And we know they know we have them. We just don’t know how they know”
“What!?”
“Because we’re pretty sure the voice is a black guy. Or he could be Irish though. He’s got dialects and a voice changing thing.” (Fyves knocks and reggies says come in)
“It’s a good thing you’re here. I was about to kill these m************. What the f*** is he doing now!?”
“Flying.”
“This dude’s flying a plane, Reggie!”
“I told you they were a problem on the internet.”
“This was what all the secrecy was for?”
“No, that’s where we’re going right now.”
“Where?”
“Chitalians.”
“No, we’re not, Reggie. Don’t even tell him that.”
“He won’t go there, Reggie! It’s better than the planes almost.”
“How come you won’t go there?”
“Fyve? Tell him about the speech when we were on the breakfast bus.”
“Hey when do I get to see this breakfast bus?”
“Ok, let’s let him fly. Wait! You can’t leave me. That’s what five is for.”
“For what? You didn’t even tell me anything yet! All I know is Inspector Undone.”
“Would you stop saying that too.”
“Inspector Undone.”
“Fyve, listen, just please stay here and learn how to fly with the Jini Master.
“That’s my flight name.”
“For real. He’s training for the voice’s arial trials, too, this dude, Reggie.”
“I’ll kill these m************.”
“I’m not sitting here watching this dude steer over the water today.”
“No he’ll show you. You just sit there and practice on throwaways.”
“What the f*** is a throw away?”
(Shots cut to me entering the broken Pantheon, a Mexican resteraunt where the owner’s son loves the Aztek. But we argue fiercely because I don’t appreciate him furthering the illusion that they’d sacrificed people to gods for real. And that it was only out of the cunning of military tactics of allies of theirs that they didn’t understand the agendas of that persuaded the Aztek to be terrorized, and attacked from enough unrational/unhuman means for them to be tricked into having no more ideas for defense but to kill people as warning to other peoples, in other words, because they didn’t understand what was dividing an conquering them from external, and from internal sources at the same time. It wasn’t all of the colonists, and their agendas, it was ones forged by thoses who’d forged the desperation of such to have to seek means and life over here in the first place, on others’s land. Obviously records don’t reflect how many Native Americans, Aztek, and other indiginious people, as well as colonists, and slaves, people don’t realize how many didn’t make it. Not all of those tactics have been dislodged from between nations, and/or from amongst them to date. So we argue about this stuff. This is a movie about Pantheism, and Catholocism/Christianity/Islam, and all religions, basically, but there are broken religions apart of the gaming system/religion/movie/games. And faith is taken back from the hands of illusion, again, to be put on course with deduction that is of what is actual, as well, and of that which is of the leverage necessary to complete the movement to intellectual, and to Constitutional revelations that were long intended to transpire by now.)
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(Shots cut to Fyve holding his head, thinking about the crash of his last plane, and about all the other crashes he’d had. The Wizard is getting even closer to land.)
“I’m getting closer now. Here’s where you have to get that button ready.” “Just put it in the water, or hit a rock with it.”
“I need a native to find it. I’m going inland.”
(Shots cut to Jackson, and we’re all in there. I’m getting so angry at Slyvester, because he doesn’t know who Rocky is. But we’re all quickly captivated by the Jini Master’s approach to the Jamaican mainland, from the screen in Jackson’s bar. The plane will crash into a guy’s little cooking stand. He’s a hard working old man, with a small home and a little garage with a shed attached to it. He lets one of the friends of his son, who goes to college, and who lives in Boston, he lets him use the shed for his bicycle. So a few nights ago they’d gone to see friends, and he and their other friends had left all kinds of bottles and junk on the little yard of the guy. So he sees him walking by and gets angry on the spot, and in the moment, stepping out of the way just before the plane smashes into the stand just before the customers see it and move just in time too. It was about to land on a road when kids were coming on mopeds, Jini stears it up, and there’s like another level right there, and an opening between the trees and brush where the back to the old man is facing. So he steps out of the way to yell at his neighbor, telling him about how he’d caught her trying to clean it up, about how he threw it all back on the lawn again, and about how he wants him to clean it up, not her. And now she’s mad at him. And. You know. He starts this dialogue before he steps over around the side, after handing off the first meat sandwhich to the husband, of the husband and wife tourists buying from him. His wife is a very hard working woman. They are both in their sixties. They are both very old school. Neither one of them smoke. They are very religious, and straight laced. They are very conservative, at the same time as being very open to liberal people. They hardly drink, but enjoy the Jamaican rum sometimes. I note this, because right after the plane smashes into the stand, the package and parachute ejects. And the joints, a blunt, and the letter packaged up floats down on a parachute. Everyone stands speechless. Old man grabs the package.)
(Shots cut back to Jini and Fyve, which, that name has to change. I was just offering someone the role that way. :0
“Ok. Watch your approach now. You don’t want to do what I just did.” (Shots cut back to us watching it on our screen. I’m getting really angry, because Sylvester thinks that Apollo Creed is the guy who used to run Showtime at the Appollo. Then I note that we do know what channels that the voice will be flying on, if he’s flying at that moment, it would be through one of the websites we have listed in our records, of the controllers we’ve given the Voice.)
Anyway. So they go to land it on a dirt road. Some kids come flying out of nowhere on motorcycles. Jini pulls up. There is like another dirt road and an opening right above that, and an opening in the brush and trees right where the back of the old man is, right as he’s moving, and the couple who are buying some nice brisket from him see it and are fleeing to the sides too. The plane smashes in. The thing ejects. And the package with the three joints, a blunt, and a letter floats down on a parachute. Everyone is speechless as the old man catches the package and parachute. Remember. They are funloving. But they are very conservative. Old man’s wife, her mother, and her mother before her all worked in the service industry. And they are very hard working, and kind of overly hard on themselves, and, even, a little bin unreasonable with the depth and the breadth of the discipline they have that kind of forbids them liberty. But they really live vicariously through their son. And he’s not so conservative.
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“It is cool, but don’t smile at that, admiral. We’ve had one fly to Venezuela, and one fly to Jamaica already. And we have a line of similar planes approaching our course from the west.” “So what’s the plan, Captain?”
“Buzz them from behind and pick them up with choppers and divers the second they touch the water. Also approached from behind with the choppers, because they have cameras affixed looking forward, operated remotely through cell phones we haven’t been able to trace. If you see this compartment is operated from the same type of remote system, but is separate. It was used to deploy something from this compartment in the frame of the plane.”
“What was deployed?”
“We don’t know. That’s why I want them buzzed out of the sky right now, and picked up. I want each plane approached from behind in the water too. I don’t want them to see who’s grabbing them.”
“There is another plane that went out last night. You’ve all been briefed on that one. Half the world is following that one.”
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