Friday, 1 March 2013

let me think...hulbrusch had recognised it from somewhere within the vicinity...."don't you see....it's his (tomlinson's) the back off his...." but i cannot remember what, as yet...
and this was left on the bridge...i flashbacked to circa 2003...and gill pondering if it was an LCD cover...torn off the back of a camera....hulbrusch then inspected it and figured that it was off 'something else' but i forget what, now....was it some ill cult frequency equipment of sorts?

well if it was 'police equipment'...it now has my fingerprints upon it because i was to turn it over...but i am sure you don't mind SP - but best to check it out beforehand just in case....more bent coppers decide to take action...


'headphone JACK' - the easter eggs that i was to mention, 'the other day'....

the grey man's flat was lit up again....friday morning....and at first i could see another 'engagement ring' in the righthand window...but upon inspecting my photos....well it looks like a grey ball....






a new text sent to my mobile....
carillion?

well i rang up today...in order to book a 'morning slot' for the annual gas inspection....

the line was 'fuzzy'....and so i couldn't hear the RGFRANCIS operative well and neither could she hear me...

anyway, at the end of the phonecall i suddenly realised that she hadn't taken my name...she replied 'oh but it's number 10 isn't it?'....she hadn't heard me correctly at the beginning of the phonecall...so i replied that it was in fact flat number 2....and that i would like to give a 'name check' just to make sure...she replied 'wait a minute i'll go back into my screen'...she then replied that it was all in order now...we were both laughing, for some reason....

what was it all about?

well, it might be 'nothing' but on the other hand...isn't donna in flat 10? or was it somebody else...flat 10 came up at some point but i cannot remember who lives there....was it flat 3 who had talked about flat 10....i cannot remember now...i only really know donna 'upstairs' nowadays....

anyway, we managed to avert flat 10 being contacted, in the morning rather than the afternoon by the gas inspectors, at any rate....

i would guess that this is all linked up to indonesia in some way...at any rate, it brought back those memories....

anyway, i took photos of another of tomlinson's programming sites around clacton....

for some reason - nobody has removed that overturned WHEELBARROW....and whatever else is around it....and a slave had left tomlinson's PIRACY sign out on the steps....i then noted 'the colour of the bruise' upon the wall and also upon the piracy sign....tomlinson used to program that one in...the frequency colour used to create extreme pain....






that medical charity shop opposite SAINSBURYS....i had a look in their 'volunteer window' display upon thursday....because somebody had dressed up that gorilla again....and i was reminded of a large cuddly toy - a bit similar...that i had given to nicholas campestre as a birthday present at hotelu asystencki circa 1994....because he was such a 'monkey' basically....a programmed 'monkey' as i can now see....(i also remembered IH calling him 'knickers' which used to make him laugh a lot)....

i now know that GORILLA alter means 'network anchor'....

anyway, i then remembered roz knocking up that particular advert....the 'wooden object' was to remind me of the military wooden huts on stilts in the jungle....

why had tomlinson asked roz to knock up that image upon a computer in clacton? he was to program with it...remember how rimington used to call him 'the golliwog'....see previous notes upon him creating his own programming rhyme at that 'smuggling house/depot' in harwich...'the golliwog moves through time and space...' etc etc....

tomlinson was to tell slaves....'i am the golliwog' in the above image...and the blue arm was pointed out as the CIA CROCODILE signing on the dotted line of the ill cult....


oh i get it, greenie's son...you sometimes used to call nikki 'siri'...was that also part of the AYRES HOTEL horror? it was near to DISNEYWORLD wasn't it?




i returned that ESSIE FOX back to the library...i had barely looked at it - not enough time...apart from to use the novel as a memory aid to 'so much' around that FO group run by the prague rothshild...you see he didn't just have that DTO team (although they were the closest to him)....he ran all sorts of groups...including a 'hard rock NF' group....the idea being? 'to run all sides'...to control everything...

anyway, i can remember 'the master' from the FO group....telling me that CHEYNE WALK was the most important thing to remember...but i haven't had time to look into it yet....


 
 
i took photos in that mini golf centre, today....remembering the whole lot....the photo below is MARINE LODGE...where tomlinson had planned for another chrysler marksman' to be lying in wait...as the 'tiger' walked by....


this morning, a very nasty memory from indonesia also came back...in short, i was to warn david dabydeen about it....if he wanted to obtain a work permit/visa in indonesia...then he had to go through a very nasty experience indeed...i was to describe it as being rather like visiting the set of 'apocalypse now'....except that it was real....

this is all still on the theme of 'tiger in the jungle' and big game hunters....

anyway, what had happened in jakarta...upon arriving...the school manager had taken me in a taxi...into the jungle...where i was to be fingerprinted and then asked to sign a bit of paper (i could have signed 'mickey mouse' to be honest because the soldier didn't speak english and there was no translater present)...i suppose the whole outfit was something along the lines of MOD/FOREIGN OFFICE....except that it was a military camp in the middle of the jungle....the cia lab were then to remoteview the lot...and translate what the soldier had said to me...he had told me that i wasn't fat enough to eat - not enough meat upon me....the idea was intimidation but a bit more than that....i was shouted at....pushed around...generally abused...

and so in order to deal with the situation...i 'did what the chinese do'....nodded respectfully...kept very calm and quiet....my chinese manager was then to tell me 'once back in the taxi' within the small clearing by the roadside - that acted as a carpark..."that was quick....most people take a lot longer than that....some people never come back..." - i didn't question further than that...the cia lab was to investigate what was going on....and it went like this:

the ill had starved the men upon that camp for a day and then fed them pork....eventually they were to tell them that they had been eating human meat....it is remarkable how easy it is to turn human beings into cannibals...not long after that...the camp was to arrange a mafia deal with the local taxi drivers....what do i mean? put simply one large fat white american gentleman was to turn up 'in one of their taxis' alone....he then disappeared....'pot roast' in the jungle - behind that camp.....the soldiers were running a human meat trade of their own....they had 'got in on the act'...so my advice to dabydeen had been - rent a car...show them the paperwork and when the car has to be returned....do not go 'alone'....ensure that they know people will investigate if you 'disappear'....suffice to say it worked...even though cia surveillance was to note that the soldiers were looking rather hungry that day....

put the above together with jooish orthodox guy running the EF schools across indonesia - who tried to drug me at lunch in restaurant.....he looked rather like MATT SMITH...'that type' but east end and not public school....he told me that he got on very well with the indigenous indonesian population (such as the soldiers upon that base) but the chinese were annoying....the chinese catholics, that is....i can remember meeting them 'around and about'....they were particularly devout....anyway, i sneered at jooish orthodox guy 'really, where's your KIPPA then?'.....a satanist through and through...and quite obviously so...see previous notes upon how careful i had to be 'the whole time' in jakarta...the operation was the most dangerous and difficult 'minefield' to pick through....the british consulate was no help at all...and i visited them to ask a few questions...i was told that the country had been put into a certain FO category and you were there, at your own risk...if you got into trouble there was nothing that the british FO could do...nothing at all - you were 'on your own'.

anyway, put the above together with that 'flooded village' in the south-west...where tomlinson and rowling had holed up with their slaves - rowling was to design that XMAS 'lawson' calendar - taking inspiration from the front of that mansion....sarah holliday had been there...tomlinson had forced sonia to make 'mincemeat pies' with human meat....and told us that we all had to eat one...sarah was very matter-of-fact about it all...'just pretend that it is pig and they actually taste quite good' was her 'take' upon things...as in we cannot get out of this cult....if you disobey these insane programmers then they torture/punish you further....they are off their heads on drugs....obsessive about their insane satanic cult....you see how it goes? how easy it is to become a cannibal under such pressure?

anyway, i was to do a big clean-up of my flat today...to then find this old M&S bag - that my mother had given me...it is a very old bag...i wondered why i had kept it for so long...

i then realised that the 'united church' symbol in that clacton shop - see previous notes...was very similar indeed to one of the M&S logos upon it....

next up...that 'dull yellow' colour...i then remembered that the ray used in the chapel of the holy sepulchre...well, the lighting within that chapel had reminded me of the colour of a bruise....you know how a bruise is sort of greenish in the middle and yellowish around it....well it was that type of colour....that grotto light...'the colour of a bruise'...

OTHER NOTES:

the wild red sock-eye salmon...i can remember now...one of SP had remembered the 'wallpaper' in that bedroom used for programming in...the result? the design upon that M&S can...



 
i bought a tin of sock-eye salmon as a reminder, this morning....i also remembered that SP had been labelled 'the nerks' at that AYRES hotel...by the programmers that had turned up...
 
 


 
those stripes....
 
 

OTHER NOTES:

this morning i became aware that the ill cult had planned for CHRYSLER to buy up mi6....

and if they had done....well that was to be tied up with 'taking me out'....and how had the ill planned to do that?

well let me backtrack a little to 'driving out of paris to that holliday villa'....georges hardly said a word during the journey...but as a memory aid...he had studied my jumper...the colours of the stripes...it is a very old jumper...i have had it...let me see now...since 1989 as far as i can recall...my mother had originally given it to me....it is from GAP....and i used to wear it so often, so many times...whilst 'on a job' for the cia lab - upon the other side of the mirror....so if anybody was going to recognise me by any item of clothing...it would be 'that jumper'...

i used to call it my 'tiger jumper' simply because it had ORANGE stripes which stood out, amongst the rest of the colours....

so what had the ill planned to happen?

well i was to cycle up HAYES road - to see a police car parked to the left...i wondered what it was all about because there was nobody outside....a 'house call' of sorts? i then flashbacked to the ill deciding to have a 'chrysler marksman' in that house...to 'shoot the tiger'....and yes i was wearing that jumper...upon that very day....so i briefly wondered if i was 'doing the right thing'...i 'knew' that a rifle had been left in that house - even though nobody had a fire arms license....

anyway, i 'knew' that it wouldn't be a problem and so cycled on....meaning what? that chrysler didn't manage to buy mi6...or that the police/SP had already sorted that one out and removed the firearm...

let me try to think further upon that one...oh i've got it now...the shed had been the ill cult's 'armaments store'...the one that the cat had walked up the roof of....perhaps it is still stacked with rifles/ammunition etc?

anyway, i then cycled on and eventually came to beach road...to cycle past one of tomlinson's slaves...who crossed the road in front of me....he was carrying a large piece of CARDBOARD...i flashbacked to tomlinson instructing him to take it to MARINE LODGE on the front...to instruct more ill cult slaves...the 'HUNTER' class to 'take me out'...so they would also have been given a rifle....the slave crossing the road saw me and thought 'oh no, too late'...i had already passed him and he would be too late to instruct those slaves 'in that flat' to take me out...the order was then 'cancelled' upon the networks....

oh an i am forgetting a man in 'dark blue' who passed me as i was walking past magnet house...he had a dark woollen hat on...he was also part of this HUNTER class...

it is strange to think, isn't it...that you could take a piece of cardboard into a flat....and tell the other slaves that this was a 'GAMEBOARD'...a 'house of cards' board in point of fact...a 'whitehall board controlled by the british royals' and yes prince william had typed in that stage...upon greenie's computer...for SP to realise and then 'delete' what he had inputted....

and today?

well i was coming back from town, wheeling my bike up travelodge drive....to see 'the same guy' upon another job....

i didn't get my camera out in time to take a photo of georges' cat walking up that roof....and the guy throwing bits of MOSS at it....the cat continued to walk up that wall...thought about jumping down into magnet house carpark...thought the better of it....jumped down onto that 'green grass island', sprayed the wall a bit... and then walked across the road...to then decide to make a dash for it down the pavement - straight past me and across ellis road again...as he had formerly done....

i tried to remember what was going on...the guy had thrown small lumps of moss at the cat....i then tried to scan the low roofed building....something was in there....the ill used to leave something in there but i couldn't remember what...the cat had been sent up that roof 'for a reason'....





 

 
anyway, on thursday...somebody was painting the two chimneys of the house in which  that 'mi6 office' used to be and probably still is...upon the lower floor...
 
the window in the above photos is above that mi6 office...and tanya had asked me to work out what went on in that upper office...i had no idea why, at the time...
 
during 'rehearsals' for this ill cult game....mcdonald or was it gill...i forget...well one of them had climbed up the scaffolding to paint those chimneys....and then fallen off the scaffolding and quite a way, i might add...but they survived it....
 
'the grim reaper' states BI ONLINE...so you mean that it was MCDONALD then?
 
so what was he up to?
 
'spying'
 
oh i get it now...this was a very 'round the houses' way of saying 'scan mi6 and find out what went on during that secret board of governors meeting'...
 
 
 
 

OTHER NOTES:

and now i know what i was 'getting at' in that stream of consciousness post....see below...

firstly it was about BIRD'S EYE....the company is now virtually run by the British Army as far as i am concerned (no joke)...and even though their bid might have been a small one - if MI6 has to be sold off to anybody - i would recommend that choice...

secondly, that whole christine at CUP horror...that cottage....the eastern european surname guy knew what had happened there....christine had wanted to move further on up the ill cult....she had been rejected by the husband of that candidate and had suffered terribly as a consequence...i am talking about unrequited love here and not a 'job application'...the ill had decided to twist her up further...can you guess what happened?

christine was to be 'surprised' and almost caught in the act...of filling in the second grave, behind that cottage...she fled the scene...and nothing could be pinned upon her...she had an alibi...as far as i know she had murdered the pair of them in that cottage and then been ordered to dig both graves....hide the bodies and then fill the graves in....and she had almost managed to do it....if the cia lab hadn't tipped off 'certain people' in time...the police investigation could prove nothing...so as far as i know...it is still an 'open case'...

that is what eastern european surname guy knew....and what he had wanted me to become aware of....at that 'interview day'...he was the same guy, who was to turn up with cameron's templars in that back garden - to view the lilac tree...for all i know...he might have it in his own back garden now...cameron had wanted it in his...but eastern european guy said that it might be safer to have it in his....cameron could visit - and see it again later on - the tree was to act as a memory aid in the future....cameron then agreed to this 'plan of action'....

OTHER NOTES:

next up....having remembered the above, this evening...i then went on to remember something even more horrific...and it was in the sudan...georges had remembered being taken to a camp....a paramilitary one - by mark r and gill....gill was in 'martini alter'....mark r had decided to punish an israeli army member....there is quite a long story attached....

first up - this israeli soldier had been present - during the time that roz and myself were testing out those new jets (controlled by thought via an interface) - see previous notes...so he was part of the airforce...on that base....he had had an altercation with gill around 'there are many of us who do not believe in satanism....nor homosexuality - it is bad, wrong, dangerous....and we do not agree with the use of woman in child alters - it is like abusing children...and we do not worship the penis...' - so this guy 'knew the whole lot' around the ill cult....and how did he know it? As far as i know - he was a son of moshe dayan...and he knew the history of israel very well indeed...he knew that the original rebel group had begun as a fight between two kibbutzs...one kibbutz was being run by satanists and that is where the conflict had first begun...the other kibbutz had realised that women and children were being treated in the most appalling ways upon this NWO kibbutz and they were to engage those upon it...in many discussions....none of which were fruitful....

mark r then arranged for this man to be kidnapped and sent to the sudan...his medics were to chop off the man's legs and one arm...limb by limb...whilst attempting to torture him into satanic beliefs...the man refused consistently....mark r then had him murdered upon that paramilitary camp....

all georges saw...was martini who had ratted on that man, in the first place...he didn't appear to see that mark r had been behind the whole lot....mark r was telling the man that if he didn't love him and only him....and find him sexually attractive...that he would die...the man had chosen death...he died a hero for the rebel group...that is all i can say.
DANTE'S CIRCLES/SPIRAL DOWN TO HELL...that is what i am looking at today...and how easy it is to 'go down that spiral'...inch by inch, step by step...day by day....month by month and year by year...until you are so entrenched in a particular belief system and world view that you 'do not even know that it is wrong anymore'...a really delusional state of mind.

as all of the catholics that i have ever met - knew about....that dante's inferno had quite a few popes down there...at the bottom of the spiral...it was a common joke...and kept everybody 'humble', laughing and 'watching their step' as it were....if some of their greatest leaders were 'down there'...well, one had to be very careful indeed - didn't one?

not so, with the rabbis unfortunately...and i can remember the prague rothschild quipping - at the end of a discussion around the above....as DANTE's vision doesn't exist in jewish orthodoxy...maybe it would be a good idea to 'invent' it?

meaning what? put in a fake text - get them all believing it - in order to bring them all down a peg or two...

i will now turn to the small matter - which MCDONALD's desk had raised this morning...of the CHRYSLER GROUP buying up MI6....

what was going on?

well the ROYALS were selling off MI6....either them or the 'previous owner of MI6'....remind me - who was that again?

a 'board of governors' was chosen to decide who should be allowed to 'buy them up next'....yes, that is as weird as it gets....

all of the MI6 bods on that 'board' were not 'governors' in any sense of the word - true they had all worked at MI6 and for MI6 in the case of MANDELSON - and some of them had been 'heads of their sector'....so where is my information coming from? mandelson's OPUS DEI group....

3 of them had been 'on that board' including DAVID MILIBAND - "who had organised the entire thing" states the opus dei network (about 12 assessors upon the panel, in all)...."not jooish - satanist" the network adds...yes, of course he was a satanist....he had been the leader of the LEX...for the prague rothschild....so there is still a 'query' over who is 'jooish as in satanist working towards the NWO' and who is really jewish - and jewish orthodox....i.e. wears a kippa and prays to a divine supreme being....a good one and not LUCIFER, i might add....

OTHER NOTES:

MARK R and the whole of the ROCKEFELLERS had been 'too far gone' upon that one - the worship of LUCIFER...their 'switches had been switched' with no hope of return....and if you think that ROCKEFELLER CENTERS closing down and being sold off in in NY and SHANGHAI was an indicator that their power was waning....well you would be wrong...they were simply going 'underground' again - after having been 'found out'....

OTHER NOTES:

anyway, back to that MI6 board....what were they up to? in relation to choosing a 'new owner' and who had given them license to do so?

all i can say is that on british turf...even though the british royals are hiding it...it would have been them who had given this new set of events - such a 'comic turn'....they would have given MI6 the superficial rights - to choose they own 'dog owner'....their own slave master.

and i 'know' who was in charge of that one...he used to come into SCARLETT'S POLICE's office now and then...PRINCE WILLIAM.

SP had no real idea of what he was doing upon their network....he used to work at GREENIE'S SON's computer....and they didn't like to ask...naturally they wouldn't do....programmed corgis. However, some of them 'took notes'...as in visuals....and passed on the images to myself....and the network that i was upon, at the time....

it is all '100th monkey syndrome' nowadays, you see.....we are all 'waking up' and adding to the general pool of memory retrieval upon the networks...along the lines of 'i remember that and i can also remember...' etc etc...

OTHER NOTES:

to clear things up about SP....yet again they had been led into a trap at AYRES HOTEL near to DISNEY.....to then be drugged and reprogrammed....i can remember contacting greenie's son about it all...he was with three of his colleagues....they had been reprogrammed as RED ALASKAN SOCK-EYED SALMON because they were all 'sock-eyed' by that point in time...they had kept on 'finding the ill out' and then -suffering the consequences of that one....

anyway, greenie's son's two companions were so drugged up that they had no idea of what danger they were in....the entire team was told that they had been 'very clever children - they had worked it all out'....MIT and NASA bosses were present, under OBAMA's control....'yes it had been a competition'....greenie's son was then to ask if there was a 'prize'? no, there was no prize but they could stay on in the hotel for another two weeks if they so wished....in swish luxury....

the small print read 'and end up a hog's roast on the barbecue' if you do.....

which is why we had to get them out fast....and the only way to do it....upon the networks....was to use a very EMOTIVE key...the only one that would work....greenie's son used the password and typed in the script for his 'mates'....along the lines of "your mother/father only has one day to live back in the UK - return immediately"

it worked.

nothing else would have done...no professional calls along the lines of 'return to the office immediately' had worked, previously....they were all 'out of it'...and under ill cult control.

anyway, moving on a bit - the guy who had believed that his father was 'dying' at the time....well he went through what he had thought was 'something of a heart-attack' on the plane back to the UK....because we had blocked him (naturally) from contacting anybody who could tell him anything about his father - this guy was to then get very angry with me about it all....because greenie's son had passed the buck along the lines of 'it's not me - it was 'er'....

the guy in question then began an angry rant around "you LIED to me....you LIED....how can we trust you in any way?" etc etc...

oh ppurrrleeze.....i had just saved his life...his father's life was in no danger.....we were all acting as SPIES...and the spying business....everybody lies, most of the time....

caroline was to tell me after his authoritarian 'outburst' of indignant rage....that people who are really frightened tend to act like that....passing the buck again and not dealing with their emotions or the reality of the situation....

so i figured 'okay'...we are all frightened by this cult...let us all be adults and say 'we are all frightened together'....let us not accuse each other of 'lying' because that is the silliest thing in the world....we are all liars...that is what our profession is all about...not that i get paid for it but you do 'mr detective'....you have lied your way around the world, in various guises...and now you want to call me, on the 'lying card'? i saved your life...and yes you had a minor stress-related heart-attack on the plane back to the UK (his heart had started to beat in an irregular way - probably because of the drugs he had been given at that hotel - and he had panicked - resulting in pain, breathlessness and fear)....so what?

if i had 'left you there' and not notified greenie's son upon how to get you out of there and 'the only thing that would work' in relation to 'a drugged slave under mind control' was a highly emotive trigger....well, you would have ended up as HOG ROAST....

OTHER NOTES:

anyway, getting back to my original theme...and that is DANTE'S CIRCLES OF HELL....the downward path....

and that 'board of governors' at MI6....some of whom numbered opus dei....mandelson, 'the master' and 'the woman that i see now and then, passing M&S in clacton'....

well they were to 'sort through' those who had been allowed to bid....and figured that a CAR COMPANY as in CHRYSLER looked like 'the worst of all evils'....no i didn't mean to type 'the worst of all evils'....i had meant to type 'the LEAST of all evils'....

well, dear reader - as you can see....the ill oil cult has always worked through CAR COMPANIES....and selling MI6 off to 'one of them' wouldn't be the best move in the world - would it?

anyway, they compiled a list of 'interviewees' and this is where it begins to remind me of that CUP interview....cambridge university press 'exams' for the post of YOUNG LEARNER'S OFFICER....see previous notes upon how i was 'called up for interview'...because i knew a large amount about their examining body and exams - having taught them 'at length' at that prague british council dto....

except that i knew ZERO about 'teaching children'....RACHEL DAVIS had 'become head of that'...at the prague dto - at a local school.....she used to say to us all....that she just had to walk into the school class in question and state that it was an 'english language competition' and that a 'chocolate bar works every time'...they all worked hard and competed in order to achieve the prize....a chocolate bar, at the end of the lesson.

RACHEL DAVIS...toby macklin's wife...and her family's association with the LLOYD family...something that she really hadn't wanted 'outed' in relation to MILES LLOYD - see previous notes upon that one - from this morning.

anyway, let us go back to CUP and that interview for 'head of young learners'.....the woman who had obviously been earmarked for the job...was a good friend of RACHEL DAVIS, SUSAN SINCLAIR and KATE WOOD - wood had taken her place as 'head of young learners' at the british council dto in LISBON, PORTUGAL....

i was then to ask around....the other candidates shortlisted to find that they had 'no experience of teaching children' at all.....just like myself....it was clear to me that we were there for 'no real reason at all' and the job had 'already gone'...a fact made clear - during the whole 'interview day'....at lunchtime....where CHRISTINE - head of CAE (the woman who had been responsible for that insane exam with 'no relevant criteria' to back it up .....if you really knew about linguistics and had an analytical mind - see previous notes upon the head of english linguistics at prague university)...christine was to tell 'the good friend of the prague rothschild group' that the job was hers, at lunch....or as good as.....christine had known the woman's husband, in her youth - whilst teaching EFL abroad....and christine had greatly admired him...wanted to know everything about him....and then told her that relocating would be easy....she knew of an estate agents - oh a very good one - in a fact the 'best'....hand to the side of her face in a mock whisper - not many people knew about it

...anyway, she would find them both a nice cottage etc etc....and she had one, in mind...in fact, it might even be that lovely cottage that she had first rented in CAMBRIDGE....oh it had to be....how lovely would that be? you could stay in my own first rented cottage, cooed CHRISTINE....

i could hardly believe what i was hearing....there was christine talking to her 'like an old chum' even though she had never met her before...the wife of the man that she had obviously had a huge crush on....telling her that she had 'as good as' got the job....that she would help her 'move in' - christine knew of an estate agents, a really good one - that had helped her 'find her first cottage'....she could put the woman in touch with that estate agents and maybe she would even get the same 'idyllic cottage'.....wouldn't that be perfect? such a lovely little cottage.....the woman agreed, smiling gratefully whilst giving me somewhat 'daggers' glances - as i listened intently and watched their facial expressions, to then turn my eyes down to the table, in order to digest what was going on.....christine continued....and the job didn't really require 'much doing' at all...just a bit of proof-reading that was all...minimal....

i sat 'agog' throughout....then moved my chair back from the communal table, quite loudly, scraping the floor....and looked at them all (the assessment panel and the candidates 'at lunch' - all on the same table).....i felt like a 'caged tiger' in a way....put through their silly, nasty ill cult systems of 'ritual humiliation'....the CUP academic with a russian sounding name gave me a warning look...i gave him one back and he then 'corrected' christine around 'but of course we haven't chosen anybody yet and.......' he ended with an agitated coughing sound...nobody spoke 'for some time' after that one....we all concentrated upon finishing our lunch. i eyed him a bit but seeing as everybody was looking down at their food, by that point in time....i then pulled my chair back into the communal table and continued eating....yes, dear reader - i was ready to 'walk out' gracefully....with a line along the lines of 'i can see the job has already gone' in the politest form of formal english - like a STILETTO....but russian surname guy had wanted me to 'stick it out' for some reason...the whole day....

so what was going on? as my mother was to say afterwards....along the lines of 'oh that's normal - we used to do that in the NHS all the time....it is all about EQUAL OPPORTUNITIES....you know the person who would be ideal for the job....you then call for interview....a load of duds around that number - with the one 'shining star' in their midst upon a shortlist.....and therefore nobody can say that you picked the wrong person'....because the others 'look so bad' in comparison...no experience within that area etc....

the fact that it was so OBVIOUS at CUP is rather worrying....

you see there are many, many UK EFL teachers who have 'taught children' abroad.....all who would give their 'eye-teeth' for a proper job at an EFL organisation....the top ones being cambridge university exams and oxford university exams.....CUP and OUP....

so the fact that this 'shortlist' had contained 4 people that had never taught children EFL and one person that had done...was a bit weird, to say the least?

yes i had been desperate for a 'decent job' and so i had sent off an application for that particular 'young learner's officer' post at CUP....never thinking that i would be short-listed in a million years....i hadn't lied on my CV...i had no experience of teaching children, whatsoever but knew all about CUP in general - perhaps 'too well' owing to CIA LAB experience, upon the other side of the mirror....

anyway, to then be called up for interview by them....well, that was a 'really weird' number....which my mother was then to explain afterwards and rather 'easily'....'oh yes, we tended to do that....at the NHS....' - whilst she was a director of public health and often on 'assessment panels'....it was a 'way' of getting round the system and getting the person that you wanted 'in'....

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and now, having explained the above....the OPUS DEI members were to orchestrate a similar number at MI6....

they had to interview.....

the BRITISH ROYALS had given them 'license' to choose their own 'boss'....their own slave-drives, in effect.

well naturally - they were 'not happy'....

who would be?

MI6 is supposed to be 'run by government' isn't it?

the general public doesn't know that it is run by the british royals and leased out to 'whoever they feel like'....all of whom are owners of companies - run by the british royal family as slaves.....

so in effect, SAATCHI might have owned MI6 in the past.....but whilst he had owned it....the ROYALS had their 'fingers on buzzers' and could control CHARLIES SAATCHI like a fly with a string tied to it's leg.....

you see how it goes?

anyway, the opus dei 'leak' on that MI6 board of assessors, went as follows:

'yes we know that CHRYSLER is the best one....we will choose them....but we also have to fill in the slots for the others'

4 others, as it turned out......

'easy' said the MASTER from mandelson's team and filled in a few that were agreed upon immediately - chrysler's immediate competitors....

but then 'got stuck' on number 5 and bounced a ball to another OPUS DEI member.....

'well, we all want to go home at the end of the day'...complained 'somebody' on the board.....it was BORIS JOHNSON wasn't it?

anyway, yes they were all hoping that interviews would only last 'one working day'....

so who could they choose....out of all big business candidates......for their 'last number' upon the list?

BIRD'S EYE

yes BIRD'S EYE had put in a 'bid'.....being at the lowest scale of a big business conglomerate but somehow....they had managed to 'make their way into' making the MI6 list of considerations.

'oh put in BIRD'S EYE' said a 'joker' sitting to the right of boris johnson.....boris chuckled....it appealed to his sense of humour.....

okay BIRD'S EYE.....the meeting was then finished......and BIRD'S EYE was a candidate for 'owner of MI6' and with a bid so small that it was so far below CHRYSLER that you could not imagine....

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so you know what i am thinking MCDONALD....don't you?

yes i know that you think me a witless fool to think that 'making MI6 plan out BIRD'S EYE FISH FINGER commercials' for the rest of their lives - rather than work for the ill oil cult....is a 'good thing'....

but honestly - do you see how it goes?