This was no attempt at infiltration. This was outright invasion, sudden and brutal, with not one fuck given about consequences or casualties. The remnants of the three criminal organizations, and all of their remaining associates, that could not escape banded together into a single horde and laid waste to law enforcement and citizen militias alike as they advanced on the colony to take revenge upon the men that ruined them.
Ken, Reginald, the Sheriff and all of their faction knew that this last remnant was on their way. They got the word out to the rest of the county, and ensured that only those willing to fight stayed- and made certain that those willing to fight were ready to die. Tracking the carnage left in the gangsters’ wake, Ken and his allies quickly gauged the time to contact at one day. Once they got word of the gang breaking through several state-level attempts to stop them, the call to quarters went out and all of the county took up arms.
The gangsters managed to endure more or less intact, so they hit the county like a hurricane. No one got spared. The men that opposed them got butchered like cattle. Homes got breached, all inside slaughtered, all valuables and provisions looted and the rest put to the torch. As flames rose like pillars, more and more men of the county converged upon them. Each fight likewise ended in blood and bone splattered across the lake country about them, but each fight also slowed them down and bought time for the rest. Soon enough, more than one group attacked at the same time. Then another piled on, and then another, until the movement slowed enough for a final countermeasure to be used.
Guiscard took to the air, following the radio reports and the visual aides to quickly race to the scene. He dove upon the gangsters and strafed them with machinegun and cannon fire, annihilating those too slow and scattering the rest. While Guiscard harassed the gangsters from the sky, the Sheriff and Ken split up and tracked the broken gangster horde on the group. Reginald coordinated efforts as best he could from his home, where the three of them (and Kathy) agreed would be least likely to get attacked due to the opposition not figuring on a private home being Command & Control.
The action in the county soon turned into a repeat of the James-Younger Gang’s raid upon Northfield, Minnesota during the waning days of the Old West, only much meaner. The gangsters that yet endured now took to ambushing militiamen and deputies rescuing their wounded comrades. They did so knowing full well that the manpower siphoned away to deal with casualties would exacerbate by doing so, making it far more likely that they could maneuver freely due to a reduced pursuit force.
But first, they had to deal with that damned attack plane.
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Friday, April 20, 2012
Sheepdog-29
Ken assumed the front man position as his group maintained their media campaign, keeping the alternative media in the loop as to the maneuvering going on in the county. They provided briefings on court actions, links to primary documents, lengthy and well-annotated explanations and otherwise push towards an open engagement. This seized the initiative from the mainstream media establishment, and took away their power to shape public opinion by reclaiming control over their own narrative.
The next step, using local citizens, is that to use humor to counter the hit-pieces that came out of the same establishment media, turning the weapons of establishment media behavior against them and showing the public that The Emperor Has No Clothes. Heavy remedial media literacy formed the backbone of the pushback against the mainstream media, exposing common tricks in exhaustive detail to the people. The effects were immediate, as the state legislature soon split with a significant faction going for Ken and his friends; they began sponsoring legislation to disentangle the state from the Federal Government and restore the Constitutionally-demanded relationship between the two.
Then the assassinations began. Not in the county, not at first, but elsewhere as people who spoke out in public about the county’s position and actions being better than the alternatives got shot dead in their homes, in their offices, on the street or on the road. Their cars blew up. The attacks did not discriminate; home invasions butchered entire households in horrific massacres. Those few cops and deputies that responded in time often got killed themselves. This got blamed on Ken and his friends as the killers, where caught or clearly identified, turned out to be Angels, Zetas or Syndicate killers; the Intelligence Community pulled out the stops to demonize Ken and friends in the press.
They failed.
The Zetas, being tied to the narcotics trade, went from “…that Mexican problem…” to “Kill On Sight” across the country. The remnants of the Hell’s Angels went to ground or got wiped out by an irate public, many turning vigilante. The Syndicate, seeing that this was a lost cause, cut and ran- burning whomever was already there. Law enforcement agencies had sudden upturns in incidents where suspects from these groups “resisted arrest” and ended up dead.
The American people had finally hit their breaking point. All of the gun laws went out the window, in practice, because everyone got sick of the violence and knew whom to blame- and they no longer trusted the Feds to protect them. The law enforcement agencies turned a blind eye to people they knew not to be a problem, and focused upon the problem instead; they took the guns, gear, cash and drugs off the Zetas, Angels and Syndicate men—and anyone working with them—to keep their operations going.
Then came the whistleblowers. In a sudden deluge, whistleblowers from through the ranks of the Establishment came forth. Others leaked documents, recorded messages or other damn evidence; this lead to pressure put on Congress to act- and, for reasons fair and foul alike, they did. While the Executive tried and tried to plug the leaks and punish the whistleblowers, Congress opened inquiries into the matter- and that is when Ken and his friends made one last major intervention. Through some proxies, they submitted all of their own documentation via sworn statements and that broke open the connections between the criminal gangs and the Intelligence community.
Arrests swept up those gangsters not yet dead or imprisoned, and the government agents also on the list fled and went underground. The violence stopped, and the people now watched as Congress threw open one large and potent committee to deal with the now-exposed scandal- a scandal that blew open related criminal operations, such as the gun-running scheme by the ATF and its ties to the Sinaloa Cartel. Too big to ignore, and too loud to shout down, the mainstream media got compelled to cover the actions more or less honestly.
The surviving conspirators, backed into a corner, either fled the West entirely or decided upon a final act of spite against the unexpected agents of their destruction. The best of them got out; the rest now converged on the county, heavily armed and bent on revenge.
The next step, using local citizens, is that to use humor to counter the hit-pieces that came out of the same establishment media, turning the weapons of establishment media behavior against them and showing the public that The Emperor Has No Clothes. Heavy remedial media literacy formed the backbone of the pushback against the mainstream media, exposing common tricks in exhaustive detail to the people. The effects were immediate, as the state legislature soon split with a significant faction going for Ken and his friends; they began sponsoring legislation to disentangle the state from the Federal Government and restore the Constitutionally-demanded relationship between the two.
Then the assassinations began. Not in the county, not at first, but elsewhere as people who spoke out in public about the county’s position and actions being better than the alternatives got shot dead in their homes, in their offices, on the street or on the road. Their cars blew up. The attacks did not discriminate; home invasions butchered entire households in horrific massacres. Those few cops and deputies that responded in time often got killed themselves. This got blamed on Ken and his friends as the killers, where caught or clearly identified, turned out to be Angels, Zetas or Syndicate killers; the Intelligence Community pulled out the stops to demonize Ken and friends in the press.
They failed.
The Zetas, being tied to the narcotics trade, went from “…that Mexican problem…” to “Kill On Sight” across the country. The remnants of the Hell’s Angels went to ground or got wiped out by an irate public, many turning vigilante. The Syndicate, seeing that this was a lost cause, cut and ran- burning whomever was already there. Law enforcement agencies had sudden upturns in incidents where suspects from these groups “resisted arrest” and ended up dead.
The American people had finally hit their breaking point. All of the gun laws went out the window, in practice, because everyone got sick of the violence and knew whom to blame- and they no longer trusted the Feds to protect them. The law enforcement agencies turned a blind eye to people they knew not to be a problem, and focused upon the problem instead; they took the guns, gear, cash and drugs off the Zetas, Angels and Syndicate men—and anyone working with them—to keep their operations going.
Then came the whistleblowers. In a sudden deluge, whistleblowers from through the ranks of the Establishment came forth. Others leaked documents, recorded messages or other damn evidence; this lead to pressure put on Congress to act- and, for reasons fair and foul alike, they did. While the Executive tried and tried to plug the leaks and punish the whistleblowers, Congress opened inquiries into the matter- and that is when Ken and his friends made one last major intervention. Through some proxies, they submitted all of their own documentation via sworn statements and that broke open the connections between the criminal gangs and the Intelligence community.
Arrests swept up those gangsters not yet dead or imprisoned, and the government agents also on the list fled and went underground. The violence stopped, and the people now watched as Congress threw open one large and potent committee to deal with the now-exposed scandal- a scandal that blew open related criminal operations, such as the gun-running scheme by the ATF and its ties to the Sinaloa Cartel. Too big to ignore, and too loud to shout down, the mainstream media got compelled to cover the actions more or less honestly.
The surviving conspirators, backed into a corner, either fled the West entirely or decided upon a final act of spite against the unexpected agents of their destruction. The best of them got out; the rest now converged on the county, heavily armed and bent on revenge.
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Sheepdog-28
The first sign that Ken’s online antics had their intended effect came when all of the county’s telecommunications got cut off without warning. The Sheriff, wisely, took a few deputies out to the nearest Comcast office and had a discussion with the manager.
“You got an order from the Feds?” he said.
“Yes.”
“That’s nice. I’m the Sheriff, and I am the top lawman here. They did this without my say-so, so this order is null and void. Turn it on, now.”
“But-“
“The Feds want something done in my county? They deal with me. Got that?”
“So, I refer them to you?”
“You got it, and if Corporate screwed with you then you tell them that we had this talk- and I’d hate to have to bring charges against the corporation for interfering with the lawful operations of government.”
The manager nodded, and within moments most telecommunications got restored- with a free month’s credit added to all accounts. The Sheriff repeated this conversation with the local radio and TV stations, and then he got on the air and exposed this for all to see and hear.
The Sheriff then drafted letters to all of the county’s utilities stating, on the record, what the law was and what to do if similar State or Federal agents gave such orders to them. The State and Federal governments responded by filing suit in their respective courts, but The Sheriff had a good relationship with the county’s attorneys and let them handle the matter- which led, within a month, to both State and Federal suits being thrown out: The Sheriff’s statement of his position within the county, as both the State and the Feds found out, is correct.
The interests in both governments, embarrassed, now retaliated—through the handler—with letting the Syndicate and the Zetas collaborate with the full-scale failsafe that they decided on in their Seattle meeting: a full-scale terror campaign. In other words, a false flag terrorist attack. Ken, ever alert, met with Reginald and The Sheriff at Guiscard’s bar where the three of them met in the back with the old Legionnaire.
“We’re making them look bad.” Ken said, “Worse than any of them have seen ever.”
“You’ve made American foreign policy more difficult.” Guiscard said, “That’s unforgivable.”
“Indeed.” Reginald said, “Your anarchism is showing.”
The Sheriff finished his beer. “It’s long overdue. Lots of wolves as you get higher up the ladder, and fewer sheepdogs.”
“You got an order from the Feds?” he said.
“Yes.”
“That’s nice. I’m the Sheriff, and I am the top lawman here. They did this without my say-so, so this order is null and void. Turn it on, now.”
“But-“
“The Feds want something done in my county? They deal with me. Got that?”
“So, I refer them to you?”
“You got it, and if Corporate screwed with you then you tell them that we had this talk- and I’d hate to have to bring charges against the corporation for interfering with the lawful operations of government.”
The manager nodded, and within moments most telecommunications got restored- with a free month’s credit added to all accounts. The Sheriff repeated this conversation with the local radio and TV stations, and then he got on the air and exposed this for all to see and hear.
The Sheriff then drafted letters to all of the county’s utilities stating, on the record, what the law was and what to do if similar State or Federal agents gave such orders to them. The State and Federal governments responded by filing suit in their respective courts, but The Sheriff had a good relationship with the county’s attorneys and let them handle the matter- which led, within a month, to both State and Federal suits being thrown out: The Sheriff’s statement of his position within the county, as both the State and the Feds found out, is correct.
The interests in both governments, embarrassed, now retaliated—through the handler—with letting the Syndicate and the Zetas collaborate with the full-scale failsafe that they decided on in their Seattle meeting: a full-scale terror campaign. In other words, a false flag terrorist attack. Ken, ever alert, met with Reginald and The Sheriff at Guiscard’s bar where the three of them met in the back with the old Legionnaire.
“We’re making them look bad.” Ken said, “Worse than any of them have seen ever.”
“You’ve made American foreign policy more difficult.” Guiscard said, “That’s unforgivable.”
“Indeed.” Reginald said, “Your anarchism is showing.”
The Sheriff finished his beer. “It’s long overdue. Lots of wolves as you get higher up the ladder, and fewer sheepdogs.”
Friday, April 6, 2012
Sheepdog-27
At the county hospital, Ken shoved Martin in a chair next to the secured bed where the last hitman now lay chained in placed. Ken then took a photo—using Martin’s camera—and uploaded it to Reddit with the caption “Two captured spies and assassins, so far. Your move- bring it.”
The Internet exploded. The media—traditional and alternative—exploded. Ken followed this photo up with a length go at Reddit’s “Ask Me Anything” subforum, wherein Ken spilled the beans on the entire episode—how it got started, what’s at stake, who’s fucking with them and why—and made no bones that he and the others have just plain shot dead a lot of the attackers when they fought them.
The state and Federal government of the United States flipped their collective shit, as did many other governments—great and small—across the globe. Attention, already constant, became laser-like in focus as Ken and his allies aggressive seized control of the media technology at hand and told their own stories. They uploaded to multiple sites videos explaining what’s gone on, exposing the hidden hands behind events, and successfully circumventing the freak-out reactions of the Syndicate, the Zetas, the Angels and even the corrupt Intelligence community that uses them all.
Ken appeared on InfoWars, the Corbett Report, Global Research, RT, PressTV, BoilingFrogsPost, Freedomain Radio, Media Monarchy and so many, many more independent or alternative outlets out there. They produced sworn confessions, sworn affidavits, presentations of evidence and so much more that they aired or published online for all who seek to see for themselves to do so with ease. Exposed, exposed, exposed- all of the truth, exposed.
In the quiet, secluded offices of a high-rise hotel somewhere in Seattle the leaders of the four parties concerned met face-to-face. Concerned, they talked in hushed tones and referred to each other by pseudonyms lest the staff figure out who they really are. They noted, over lunch and drinks, that the media mainstream are acting as the long-established structure is intended to—to confined opinion, to deride what is not permitted—but there is nothing that can be done about the Internet and alternative media without using government power as a blatant sledgehammer.
The three of them discussed details for hours, but concurred immediately on the solution: that Ken and his allies had made it impossible to deal with this matter in the expected manner, that they had to call upon failsafes that none of them expected to ever need. The handler excused himself and made a phonecall, and said just one thing: “They are in place. We are go.”
The Internet exploded. The media—traditional and alternative—exploded. Ken followed this photo up with a length go at Reddit’s “Ask Me Anything” subforum, wherein Ken spilled the beans on the entire episode—how it got started, what’s at stake, who’s fucking with them and why—and made no bones that he and the others have just plain shot dead a lot of the attackers when they fought them.
The state and Federal government of the United States flipped their collective shit, as did many other governments—great and small—across the globe. Attention, already constant, became laser-like in focus as Ken and his allies aggressive seized control of the media technology at hand and told their own stories. They uploaded to multiple sites videos explaining what’s gone on, exposing the hidden hands behind events, and successfully circumventing the freak-out reactions of the Syndicate, the Zetas, the Angels and even the corrupt Intelligence community that uses them all.
Ken appeared on InfoWars, the Corbett Report, Global Research, RT, PressTV, BoilingFrogsPost, Freedomain Radio, Media Monarchy and so many, many more independent or alternative outlets out there. They produced sworn confessions, sworn affidavits, presentations of evidence and so much more that they aired or published online for all who seek to see for themselves to do so with ease. Exposed, exposed, exposed- all of the truth, exposed.
In the quiet, secluded offices of a high-rise hotel somewhere in Seattle the leaders of the four parties concerned met face-to-face. Concerned, they talked in hushed tones and referred to each other by pseudonyms lest the staff figure out who they really are. They noted, over lunch and drinks, that the media mainstream are acting as the long-established structure is intended to—to confined opinion, to deride what is not permitted—but there is nothing that can be done about the Internet and alternative media without using government power as a blatant sledgehammer.
The three of them discussed details for hours, but concurred immediately on the solution: that Ken and his allies had made it impossible to deal with this matter in the expected manner, that they had to call upon failsafes that none of them expected to ever need. The handler excused himself and made a phonecall, and said just one thing: “They are in place. We are go.”
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