6. The Present 75 Years Ago
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Chapter 7. The Power Of An Attorney
On another related matter, or altogether different; - take your pick: -
I need an attorney to hire another attorney in St. Petersburg
Russia to negotiate contingencies on my behalf to purchase the
world-wide rights to a propaganda-era documentary made by the Leningrad
Film Studios. The film itself may unwittingly disclose a hitherto
cold-war spy operation wherein Bill Clinton was in Moscow on Operation
Chaos. This may be subsequently why he became so powerful.
At first, when I started to look for a lawyer, I listened to an Aussie
site's opening letter from Jan Moerkerke,
as if it were addressed to me, concerning my own activities on my
extensive web sites. The occasion was sobering to say the least. It was
when I got to the reply that I drew the courage to see a parallel
response to my own case.
Readers are welcome to call and discuss the following with me. Please
call me on Auckland 9632150.
One friend has said: -
My Russian was really only sort of okay when I spoke with Eleanor who
knew what I knew and what I did not know, so I would be no good to
another Russian, but I am happy to call if they speak English. Tell me
On 20-Oct-05 1:43:42 PM, j.Maxwell Legg (email@example.com)
> I need you to get a phone call through to Russia.
> The parties email returned a failure notice.
> 12 Krukov Canal, St. Petersburg, Russia, 190068
> Telephone: (7 812) 114 5312, 114 4592
> Fax: (7 812) 114 3304
> E-mail: Inna@studio.spb.org
> Internet: www.cinedoc.nw.ru
> Dear Sirs,
> My client requests that I negotiate the purchase of the
> rights to one of your historical propaganda-era documentaries.
consideration is to be negotiated
> in fair terms.
> Please get back to me as soon as possible.
> Yours sincerely,
> Jim Legg
From what Elanor also told my friend, I could not rule out that it was common knowledge in Russia that
Clinton was the pin-up boy for the Russian morphology film crowd as the
proto-American, and likely so, but why? I then heard that because of her job as a waterworks
engineer she was caught in a Saint Petersburg facility explosion and killed.
I wondered if the cold war irony curtain was still being maintained,
with defence lines having shifted to the psychowarfare front, but the
violence is just as real. Cultural imbalance caused by cold-war secrets
still cannot be allowed to circulate. For example the West now
knows what it did not know: Clinton was a Russian poster boy. The West
now knows the Russians knew, thanks to Elanor.
Ok, Ok, so earlier I thought of dressing up in a science fiction story
artificial intelligence and cloning what I'm really into, because that
allow me to write about things in a way that characters can be
around a technology that has not yet happened. But a lot comes from my
technical ability and what I think is possible and what is not. I gain
power over other realms, because my possibilities allow for life
extension for millions ahead of me.
Even though I'm maybe on everybody's kooks list, I keep my
head down from protesting against injustice in the world today because
best contribution to humanity is my life's work on Ingrid. As
such, I have no inclination to over-react to the secrecy and corruption
of the present unjust monetary system. No thank you. My choices
prevent me, hopefully not to strike terror, just quiet compliance.
I really hope this unknown science fiction plot might
program Ingrid into my after-life support system, so much so that I
can't help thinking, "the sooner
the better; - while I'm young". So, while my
life is spent in preparation for a transitional death, I can learn much
from those around
me, like my sister, Liz, who became a Carmelite nun so long ago that
she missed all the Beatlemania. Don't laugh.
that if she can lead a life of poverty so can a mind-uploader like me.
closely at my
self avowed life of poverty as needing no more
sustenance than that which all governments see fit to give in return
for invalidating one's ticket. Thinking like I do could cause you to
be unemployable, so watch out. Unless you want to become a
government sponsored invalid like me. My vow of poverty was strategic
at best. Wasn't it Nixon who said about building a man before
destroying him. Say no more.
However, I am one of the
doing and growing in what I'm best at, even for no
reward. And guess what? I'm still doing that thing I was in business to
do, before the establishment-mafia tried to close me down,
which was developing Ingrid
while earning my meal ticket as a veteran computer consultant
cut his teeth creating a
for manufacturing and accounting in some
I have now got on quite nicely, keeping
technically up to
date, working insane
hours on actively designing a neural-net economic system which
will not only do away with the need for taxation but also counter the
inherent loss of democratic information within capitalism itself.
next time, Ingrid will switch on some bulbs first and I'll see them
But what has my life got to do with finding a hole in history?
Chapter 8. New Spacetime
Magic - Old Wounds