- Note: Please, excuse the clumsy language and errors of syntax.
That text has been written down after having been inspired partly by the translations I did of Joe Cisar's essay,
Scott Mayer's essay, and half the one of Arnie Lerma's text prized by the Ars literati challenge generously imagined
by M. Bob Minton. I've not yet read or translated the other winners' texts. It has not been presented to the challenge,
its author thinking he had not enough syntax to be a challenger. It has therefore profited of what was already
read by its author, regarding some excellent ideas.
I'm dedicating it, like the book I wrote before on the subject, to those I have hurted
while in the Company, and adding the many friends I have who have decided it was not too late to act before a final
catastrophe for humanity.
It'll be translated in french later.
The Treason : Moving forces
Starting by the most difficult is not the best way to do. Anyway, I have to.
Happily enough for me to-day, I've become a traitor against some of those I felt - and feel - I could no longer
help to make happy themselves - I mean, while them allowing me to give them advices or help or by use of my abilities,
or allowing me to act for them like I would like to do when helping them, or allowing me to really be sincere with
them. I'm speaking of me here; who else could I speak from, if I want to relate the things right as they were felt
?
We could perhaps learn why I could be happy or satisfied to be such a traitor to-day. Traitors are not so well-thought
of, generally, they are rather ill-considered. Yes, I'm agreeing with this - though not always.
Is there any truth in the whole universe that can be The Total Truth? Such one would, according to some...
have no significance (neither mass, etc.)
Things without significances give not much concept of truth to me, as I'm unable to understand a no-significance;
it's already difficult to conceive a no-mass "thing"etc., as this would have already the implied significance
of a missing something. The no-significance of this "thing" derives directly from its other definition
given: that truth would be a nothingness.
What sort of significance could really have a nothingness, as there would exist not the least thing to
give it a significance? Well, let's abandon that.
That's looking quite unsignificant for the moment.
Besides, I should have to compare things to be able to see any significances at all, or abilities, potentialities
etc. If nothing is there - neither me to observe, what could I compare to what else, I don't know.
And how could I compare it to anything but nothing, I don't know either. Is that paradoxal? Then the source
could be a paradox. But I would'nt like to speak only from paradox, or oxymorons, or syllogisms, or anything
like a bicephal universe if no universe existed and no creator had done it to start.
Things are relatives to things, to environment, to ... individuals -- those individuals being supposed
to be the truth themselves, - till their truth is no longer their truth, but happens to become another's
or others' truth.
That last bit [one's truth becoming another's truth] is perhaps something which was missing in that written
axiom, or was it a logic? Why do we feel compulsively pushed toward reasonings that could prove someone else wrong?
Perhaps because that person could be wrong, sometimes; or that we could be wrong, kowing it, but nevertheless wanting
to win.
I would have believed axioms were truths, by definition. Even if undemonstrable ones. The fact that logics,
in some works, could be really impossible to differentiate from the axioms they accompany leads me
to think that they could be, after all, mere definitions of things the author could want to pass to your mind,
the axiom title making unattentive readers dull about the checkings to do.
True, if one can demonstrate an axiom or a logic as wrong, if it had been a truth perhaps would it be
that truth could not be demonstrable? I don't like much of that sort of things which make my logic fail.
I'm not always logical either: I'd be the source of logic or logics, while I'm only the source of my own logic,
and can imagine that the source of all logics can understand them all, but that his own creations could not always
necessarily understand the logic of others. So. We are back then on the starting point : it was about my treasons
- or about traitors, more generally.
My traitor's trend was a long, long way to behave in my life. If it was never to my real advantage to be so,
that has neither been to the real profit - and rarely to the real disadvantage - of others. Treasons are sometimes
very short and of little importance.
I'm adding some few almost every day, sometimes even against myself, like when taking a cigarette, or a glass
too much, or if not eating because I want to end some job or take a break instead, etc.
That was the case to-day, that real to-day where I became again a traitor against some (who had already declared
me being a traitor while I was helping him/them like a mad and with fine results, and was certainly neither a traitor
to him, neither doing anything against him/them or his/their main visible purposes). Could it have been against
his/their rules, that I was a traitor, or did he/they had hidden standards? Possibly. Though his/their
rules were there, they said, to be broken if needed, while having hidden standards was reputed
evil by him/them.
Did I liked to become a traitor? Certainly not. I was just leaving a position of power on someone else, or many
others - the power of making him/her/them happy, or more probably, supposedly so, which was about, for me, almost
the only power that could or should be exercized on others.
At least, by Saints. But we aren't Saints, are we? So, that small question remains unanswered: I'd like to get
it answered by others. Who will?
But is that a power, to make one's possible to get others satisfied? Perhaps that could be perceived as such.
Is that a God's power? I don't think so, I'd say it's the main power of an individual regarding others.
That's a real final product, for which one get mostly happy oneself, even if not really profiting of
one's activity to get it realized. But in such a case, helping people who don't help themselves - like someone
said - would not make you happy, while it does; so, there must be too something missing here in what the
guy said about those not succeeding in life. Reversely, selling - or giving for free - some help that does
not exist in fact to people, does not make one happy either - neither them, unless believing it's the best one
can do for others, or them believing it's the best they can get from life.
Becoming a traitor, or an enemy, is that a natural thing for humans? Perhaps for some of them; at least, that's
what I suppose; according to some, 2,5 % are the real traitors, [supposed to have enormous problems with life
since eons] and, as 17,5 other percents are supposed to be the victims of these 2,5 %, they could as well be possibly
dangerous - potential traitors.
I've observed a group for years, where the percentage of such potential traitors or of traitors was more or
less 100 %. Could it be that its executives were only taken from the 2,5 % qualified as dangerous? I don't think
so, as they were also leaving the group (treason?) more than often, so, they were only potential
traitors and traitors in the group, if I take some hard time following my line of logic. I'm not clear enough,
I fear. But that group was'nt clearer, I could say if I dared.
Some people can even have very different intents (evil ones?) than others: it looks so. Some can be led
by much different resorts/motivations than us or others, their own moving forces/motivations acting as the last
ones to get what they believe to be right for them, or perhaps, though less probably, right for others.
But then, their intents would'nt be qualified as evil; being right for others has not much disadvantages unless
everyone is wrong at the same time.
Becoming an enemy or a traitor against those exact people who you thought once and since long to be the best-of,
the true saviours, is that really a good action? It depends of their viewpoint. But also, from your opinions.
Someone said once - or did he wrote it?- that good/bad, ugly/beautiful, were only considerations without any
bases than opinion. I'm not sure he was right, do you? Unless considering only his viewpoint, perhaps? But
it could drown our opinions. So.
Is there some more general justice or judgement or values here or abroad? Is there something that could be used
by some to leviate and act on the very best feelings from others, while sending them simultaneously to the Hell?
Oh, Dr Faust's Mephisto, oh, Mephisto, I believed you were dead enough - but could you even die? I'm sure it's
not for to-day, or to-morrow. On another planet perhaps? If we don't get there by chance, hitting your troubled
ways again?
Short story as a traitor
I went a traitor very soon in life, by the way. First perhaps against myself, if I choosed it - as would say
some - by being born in a troubled - a very troubled - period. Some people abroad had decided others should become
their slaves. It was'nt the very first time during humanity's story, alas - some sort of habit from some enslavers
to copy others before.
The ones I speak of were not bad people, though - perhaps they wanted to make others happy, their way, with
their own music - a very fine one?
Like USA or some other western countries right now, wanting to make other's happy with their PCs, hypercars
to kill oneself and/or others, and their powerful machines to kill or to make oneself right and others very very
wrong - wrong to death, as said "some"?
These other people before had decided (most probably, only their dangerously mad -but charismatic- chief had
thought of it) that it was of prime importance to eliminate some few millions "underworld" supposedly
dishonestly enriched and powerful boys and girls, supposed to have long curved noses, in order to take their power-money
- I dunno if they were supposed to have their power or monies in the long noses, but wait, it does not matter much.
I had also had the bad (I don't think really this, though) idea to be born of parents who had themselves had
the bad idea (i don't think it was so bad, though) to meet while both very ill in a sanitarium, and I had the bad
idea or fate - some say it's some karma or my fault, to be deprived of my mother soon after being able to
understand anything at all from life; true enough, I was so young, but some say that's no excuse, that as a being,
I was only a being in a small body, not unlike those having big ones.
Perhaps are they right? I've some doubts if I take a look at my own kids, even after they went adults. Are we
really so guilty, so as to miss a mother or a father, soon in life - or later on? Or could it be the mere effect
or fate or hazards of the life itself? Some say definitely No.
At 4, perhaps my guilt karma gave me an absurd computation: I went full speed into a tree, head
first, having not targeted correctly my feet-brakes on the sled I was playing on since that morning. It opened
my headbone right on, with some blood on the white snow. So what. I am unsure I had really sinned against anybody
before, though I tried much ways to figure older crimes I could have committed.
But who knows? Some say I was responsible for my doom and had it all done by myself. Okay, I am responsible,
all by myself. So, could I be a traitor, a responsible one? Vielleicht. Peut-être. Or was it a sin to picture
when playing with my ill mother, some 'wolves' on her legs, to 'eat' her, while I was laughing at this idea with
her? What would you say? Was it the sin? Or the old stories fantazised in the stars, were they my sins? That's
just one thread, but I've imagined thousands of others later.
Anything can happen in life, and I presume that one can also learn from one's errors. Otherwise, there could
be no sports, no games, no life's experiences. Some said that absolutes are unattainable. That's right,
excepted for God, but that's the one who decides what is an absolute - or is perhaps one, so, it's easy
for him, not for us. And he can change his mind about what it is.
Like you and me, by the way. We can also change our roles. From bad boy to good boy, or bad girl to good girl,
for instance.
Later, I had to be excellent at schools, to have good points and no dunce's caps. Or I would have
been again a traitor. Schools went in succession one after another, some months here, some two years there, etc.
And I had good points: it costed me no efforts, the machine was shaped to listen and repeat what it had heard,
to compute okay and so on. What else to do when you're there?
But now, decades later, I doubt I've the straight edeitic memory for which I've paid lots of money and
hours and months and years before winning that status - while thinking I had won the products promized;
probably something, at the moment I wrote that I had finished, was distracting my attention?
The next steps to better abilities? Whatever, I don't even remember most of the names of my best friends, or
my preferred professors, or their visages, sizes, but for some. Some, I can remember playing games with them, or
falling when struggling, or things like that. Perhaps those others elements have been too much cleared of
my mind, by some processes?
Even some sins, like the day I had stolen my dad some money to buy a book on butterflies, I can't remember
the hell where I've hidden the fruit of my theft, or what was on the cover of that book or its title.
Some would say that's because I've not yet said everything about it. But what could I say more? Though
having been able to learn a 200 long verses poem in few days, I could no longer recall people or facts I've seen
for years? Is there something I've missed here?
That memory of the theft looks erased, but for the - now little - shame. So, it's not erased at all,
if the sensations or feelings are still present. Should I invent some more details, in order to get some few underpaid
people happy to listen to such unsignificant old story, then writing it down in knowledge reports, with
these few invented edeitic details of that story, just because that's what make them happy about
me?
Later, I went into more schools, and became then anew a traitor, as some of their teachings were not my taste
- looked a waste, in fact, or could be human creation without relationship with anything I could see or feel true,
so, I was not so good than before, and went to make both my father, mother in law and school managers unhappy at
times. My best solution, as I had not been taught another one, was to flee a bit more into fantazies rather than
make some of these supposed truths mine.
So, I was not to be trusted to be learning every lesson coming in. An enemy position, leading me to betrayal.
Nobody there asked me to make new promises coupled with amends, and nobody was there to clear
parts to help me in these topics, as I was understanding almost everyone if not all of those parts;
for me, it was rather laziness and other interests centers that distracted my work.
It was just more interesting to have some look at some few girls, or butterflies, or books with stunning stories
of people making things really big, or anything but the topic supposed to make me soon a man with competences in
everything.
My traitor story continued a bit later when I was forced to become a legal potential assassin. Happily enough,
the hazard did well, as I had never to kill anybody, or even to shot after any: I'd have hated it, and that
intent (not to kill when supposed to) was in itself a treason against my group, would say some. Better
taking cardboard targets, or a boar if available: one can eat it after.
I was as well really out-of-exchange then, as most of the time, during that insane war period, I had
nothing really tiring or challenging to do there, but was paid -badly, that's true -, was fed, dressed (sometimes
in full regalia, the true flying man without a plane) - and even, had something to smoke and to look at, or game-sport,
sea baths, or to hunt or fish (goose, ducks, boars, fishes, as well as the famous french frogs), and something
to drink too, and to read, to sing, all things I liked to do.
But as I did not like much of the rules aimed at disciplining me into a robot-like warmachine, or just
- if that was my idea, because I wanted to say "shit" or "f* off" to some - executives
: but that sort of activity or speech could also be punished by some days in jail, with trash-cleansing as an amend
or, more probably, as a mere tool to keep us active while remaining of some profit for others.
Some others I met later could have sent me there for lesser sins into other jails, with projects
to rehabilitate me, adding indoctrination or even upper-indoctrination to encourage my very own
soul or myself-the-soul to become more of a real army man, ready for the war against enemies.
I don't know against who, now, as there are new laws forbidding to do the exact things we were supposed to do
then.
And the others I met later were really unable to define what was or is their enemy, or why it should have been
called that, so, most of time, they felt compulsive and are more or less defining anybody not of their clients
or direct prospects or allies to be an enemy.
But these army being - but for some ONE only hero from the old US Navy, times ago, sure -, as would say
some of his followers - these army men were supposedly mostly crazy, degraded beings - warmongers etc, (for
me, just ordinary people whose some had had a hard time in life and were working there like one could elsewhere)
- I was therefore sometimes in treason, without any jail sentence ever leading me to become the good boy ready
to kill and obey anytime at any order.
They did not care to brainwash me with mind precepts or body tortures or soul's indocs. They never forced
me to run after I was really too tired to do so. Or to speak to women - or anybody else, by the way, sayin'
"Yessir", and nothing else. Or to work when I was really ill, some other person possibly touching
first my body with his fingers to "cure" me. Or to get rid of, separated from, my parents
or friends not much enthusiast about armies or weapons.
Sex Treasons
After that intermede of small treasons, I went back to civil life, where I went married to the girl I loved.
And became again a traitor too: I don't know really why; but I felt I was not her future happiness, and perhaps
was I a bad man that age for a good girl that age, too weak-or-whatever to make her happy each time I would have
liked to?
Possibly so, but when one is stupid on some things, would say some, it's because one has misunderstood
parts on these topics. I had not much parts -or so popular ones -if not trivial - on that topic, and possibly
not one had ever been misunderstood; unless I had not had enough mass and demonstrations, sculpture training,
on that study (?!) of the subject of love and sex with a girl (or a boy, that does not matter much) one loves?
Or was it possible that a mere inexperience could have been the cause of problems? Or could it have been old
sins untouched and unsaid, keeping on to make me dumb, as already proposed above?
Or, as some said later, was it just because it's really impossible to get anything from this sex affair, as
anything of it comes from oldies anima-sciences horriblies stories, and is just plain automatism - robotism
of unknown (we'll see later, if we get time...) origins for us, poor souls homo sapiens, dramatizing
past terrible pains and losses from wicked pervert mind-controllers -
Reading this could make me think as if these mind-controllers had also controlled my sex, which is strange,
because I can get much joy from it, and the pains and so forth do not appear before some human abuses. True
enough, some said I was in a total status of confusion, never to be allowed to be undone by the only ONE company
able to do it, so, I could be stupid about the confusion between joy and pain. Do some others have such strange
possible confusions? Unless such confusions have been cultivated into their minds by a new process, while
reading?
Moreover, I cannot figure out how this joy sex-feeling could be linked to such hatemongers, as it has
always been far more exhilarating for me and the girl, with girls I loved than with the few ones I just
wanted to get my hands on for a sex break - or who wanted to get their hands on me for the same reason (none of
these intermedes ever gave me pain sensations either, even if I could'nt promise that the girl felt the same joy
every time: no perfection exist on earth, true).
Therefore, some problems accumulated between my loved wife and me, despite love. And despite children. Happily
enough, we were not under the crazy love spell, since someone else could have said we had known each other
at very old times, and probably already killed mutually. But no, we did'nt kill in the past, neither later;
that could have been deemed a severe treason: I've heard - what an horror - that sometimes some people had ordered
some of their perceived or supposed rivals to be killed by their own past friends, or by other persons.
Or if not killed, at least, destroyed, utterly ruined - almost no difference.
The purpose was to win that planet, it seems, or to get that planet without struggle - but better to
make war first, said another - or the same. [Can I add that I don't see very well the point of making war to get
rid of wars? Obviously, it's in my own logic that I can't see that. Would I adopt their logic, I could. Should
I, or should we, just to get more agreement inbetween]. Well; perhaps tigers have special minds?
Back to treasons. I was not much certificated, so, I had to start a bit low on the social scenes. To get up
the rungs, I had to leave my posts and those who awarded me some donations - sorry, I wanted to say "salary,
or pay", as it was in exchange of my work. I was therefore times after times leaving and announcing publicily
I was doing that, a high crime for some, and therefore a very important treason, for the same person, though
none of the bosses I left has ever treated me as a traitor, or sued me, or insulted me. Probably something was
different there: these bosses wanted to get profits, paid their staffs to get these, and could understand
that their staffs also wanted more profits, which is probably different from wanting to be alone on the
highest peak of the highest mountain, all competitors - and clients - having been damned or sent to hell or enslaved.
A Bit more of the Story about bosses who have been betrayed
I never had one of my employers asking me to buy my tools or devices to work, or the documentation
to learn how to do this or that for his profit; none deprived me of my salary if I had done some errors - sure,
some people were thanked for big errors, but that was rather rare.
None of these asked me neither to pay for my professional formation.
None asked me to pay my travels to get that formation in far lands.
None lied to me, saying that an eighteen months learning period was only two or six weeks long.
None said that I should repay him high costs for each and every single item of new ability I had possibly gotten
while working for him, if ever I wanted to leave his company before a preconvened period of incredible duration
- was it many decades? or some few centuries?
That does not make sense, as I don't suppose to live more than 100 years, which makes some 40 years average
to work before retirement for anyone. Perhaps was it only only five years? No, I recall some extraodinary long
era. Sort of new era, the fifth, the EAD. (I'll not translate EAD; this can be understood only by pros).
None of these bosses either said that I should pay for my retirement and social insurance all by myself (or
had added as an argument that his techniques were able to cure me for anything I could have, implying as
well that material problems were of no importance after all - but for himself with his Jags and castles, I mean,
or for what he was to find in his everyday plates and wine glasses).
None got me blind to be unable to see whatever he was doing himself when I was acting as he had ordered: was
it perhaps that they were not ashamed to be bosses and people wanting normal money for their work or creations,
without encurring the liability of being sued by tax people?
None said I was totally responsible for his very own heartcore, I mean, his wallets, plants, shops, libraries,
staffs, incomes, etc.
None said that his shareholders or associates were his property, or acted like if they were his property.
I must say that someone wrote that such boss could very well be a degraded soul, unless some others,
more rarely, were described as ignoring the power solutions to keep on getting more and more power. (In
fact, such solutions included, as far as I remember well, the sound of bodies falling dead during nights,
or worse details about woman's legs in a corpses stock).
But the same author could have been somewhat disinspired, by instance, pretending "MAXIM ONE: Any idea
no matter if badly executed is better than no idea at all." I've never see that one to be of any efficiency
as an executive or executer. Strangely, it's taught in a very expansive 12 big volumes course, delivered in few
locations of the company. Unless choosing as definition for executed "killed", in that sentence!
Now, if I want any idea, like "Can I get the Bank of America's lot of money dishonestly", and if I
try to execute it no matter how badly, I'm unsure I could say later that it was better than having had no idea
at all. But that's just an opinion.
Stranger yet, none bosses I know or could know had copyrighted some ways to wash his cars or his castle
windows (unless he was a car-cleansing or glass-cleansing products maker).
Moreover, I've not seen a boss who asked his staffs to write the companies rules and then copyrighted
them under his own private name, so as to get all royalties for himself instead of these going to the company employing
the staff writer: that could have deemed him for embezzlement of companie's funds or goods.
I've never met any boss who had written a sort of code for almost every post or function in his enterprises;
someone related though that such a boss existed years ago, and sold many of these codes to his employees; the strangest
here is that some of these codes articles could never be applied, as they went into complete contradiction with
other rules and codes.
Exemple: (from the code for a true member of a group): The group member should demand a flexible strategy
and a scrupulous execution of that strategy. Any member of that group being asked first to obey without any
discussion, I can't really figure out or mock-up any member demanding anything like flexible rules or strategy,
unless imagining that the group's very first prime essential rule was that they were none.
None of the bosses asked me to leave my wife, to divorce, or asked my wife to do so, at the end of many nights
of mental tortures furbished by his true (?are they still there?) staffs, after having said I could be someone
very dangerous for his visible operations, while unable to give any proof of what he or his henchmen said, because
none existed, despite the numerous spies sent to check everything in my life and job...
I have heard of some bosses who chained or blocked their staffs in iron cages in backdoors basements (such basements
could not exist, according to their own damned sold souls).
But the ones to which I worked before have not been known for such barbaric behaviour, though I've also heard
that similarly self-called groups were still doing it to-day, in Japan.
Not unlike what was happening in old times on wooden sailing ships, I heard of a modern boss throwing his
disrespectful-of-rules staffs at sea, or hitting some, or making them push "erdnusse - cacahouètes
" with their noses on a wooden deck till their noses were bleeding; or chaining them into anchor rooms,
publicly, before his distinguished clientèle and marines, as a good spectacle to start the morning, while
not fearing the ridicule or bad repute he could endure even from his own young daughters and his third wife. I've
not met him when he chained - some said it's true and it has never been denied - a 4 years boy into the same anchor
room, because the kid had swallowed some telex tape.
True enough, such tapes were so important for that boss, with secret nummers of secret accounts, secret figures
of secret incomes, that one can very well understand that he was too urged and troubled to get the said
telex retransmitted to him, or rewritten to his correspondants.
Such bad boys chewing telexe tapes, I mean, should be killed right now for such crimes. But he
did not kill him, though: a vague humanity left? Or was it just because he feared some other consequences?
I've not seen much weapons either by those to whom I worked, and if they were fences, the gates were opened
at any time, but at night, for staffs or clients to come in and out; the fences were just to inhibit thiefs at
night, or security problems with dangerous chemicals or so.
Regarding fences, I've not seen any company -but some banks having the money of their clients to defend against
intruders - using such devices as miradors, electronic devices to detect moves even outside the premises, etc.
I'm not even sure the Police would have allowed these possibly justified users to do this without essential motives.
No boss ever asked me - or any of my collegues - to kill or to commit suicide. I would'nt be able to figure
out what could have been their profit doing so.
Rather, that could have been highly risky for them. I've heard that some others have been sent to jail for manslaughter
after suicides almost asked, if no money was paid for some more services.
No bosses I met ever called their clients, suppliers, bankers, staffs sometimes, etc. crude steaks, cockroaches,
niggers, bad clients, underserving clients, - especially after the client had paid and worked a lot to get
the product - or whatever despising characterizations demonstrating a sincere hate of all these under-humans.
No bosses I've ever met had been known to launch his troops against a dissatisfied client; none sued a client
before he would have even thought to sue that supplier for bad supplies, none used old confidential data gotten
under mental tortures against the clients to make them abandon a complaint, in fact, I've seen more clients "torturing"
their purveyors than the reverse case, if any.
None broke the consumers laws by assuring a mere three months illegal false guarantee, moreover only actionable
under special circumstances and after that boss had forced that client to come back into his plants to visit dozens
of absent (or long waited) persons, to get their own personal Okay for a refund of a bad or even of an undeliverable
product; I've rather met bosses sending their flatest excuses to unsatisfied clients having had a bad valuable
final product from their company.
None of the bosses I knew was asking his clients for extremely private affairs or details written and signed
under duress before his own staff while using a lie-detector, neither asked his clients to make obligatory
reports about the very private whereabouts of other clients, neither asked any of his clients notarized
declarations if ever one of his clients had seen once or twice a mind-controller or "anima-curer",
or if the client ahd thought sometimes about suicide.
Moreover, none of these bosses I met was sometimes taking one of his clients before some sort of internal
private Justice Courts late at nights, and declared that client guilty of misuse of his own production or
such fantazized misdemeanour or crime, if not high crime.
I've never seen bosses refusing clients just because they were officials, or judges, or journalists, or relatives
of someone who did not like the products of that supplier, or who just "wanted to try that product
to see if it was a good one" - asserting for the last quoted that such potential clients were only
enturbulation [sic] sources because unable first to observe anything by themselves.
I've yet to meet the boss who could be "expulsing" one of his staffs, declaring him a very bad staff
(one-between-the-worse-ever, publicly), just to use this tricked wrecked fraud to have that staff working
apparently against the bosse's own company - but in fact spying other companies, clients or ex-staffs, or
charged of delicate hard missions able to lead him to jail, therefore working yet for that boss. Looks a cheap
spy story, isn'it?
But reversely, I've heard that this bosse's staffs were taught to take people in the street with large smiles
and incitations to come in, promising them a quite remarkable free ride on an Eton's psychological test
as well as a free picture to see, with a specialist interpreting the curves of Eton's test few minutes after
the endoctrinating and desperating picture.
What the staffs were, quite strangely, looking at, it was those people who were showing the lowest graphs possible!
Then, after some sales of their products supposed to correct such catastrophic (but, as another ex-staff proved,
totally underestimated) graphs, they wanted absolutely and suddenly to get the person with that catagraphic
(randomly filled, as said the boss), right now, into their staff team!
They asserted it was to save the planet, sofort, maintenant, fissa-fissa. (I cant' figure out why it was needed
to get the most supposedly destroyed people possible on their staff to save the planet, unless the real intent
behind this was to destroy the planet? Or just, to get some more slaves to help making more money? Or was
it because that Eton [or was it Cambridge?] thing showed everytime a bad graph, whatever the marks
on the questions answered by most newbies? Does someone else has an answer to this interesting question? Thanks!)
Oh yes, and I've not seen such supposed-to-be-a-traitor to be forced to accept by his boss to commit
suicide - would he have been trapped by police while commiting illegal activities for that boss; or at least,
forced to say he was acting in direct abuse of the bosse's - or his execs' - "legal" orders, such as
killing enemies, stealing documents everywhere, burglarizing justice in some countries, blackmailing officials
or judges or critics, buying their silence, or buying accomplices as well as hatchet men to intimidate supposed
enemies, or , or...
Did someone take a look into his secret communications networks computerized files, to determine what
could be the or, or...?
So to speak, something looked quite strange to me: I've once heard of a boss refusing that his employees could
go to MDs or hospitals if ill, and even forbidding undirectly his clients to do so. Unless his clients knew some
MDs whose soul and morality had been sold to that boss, and who would propose some placebo to his cancerous clients,
such as feeding them with cloves to cure them, they did no longer accept to see medics.
I've not yet observed bosses asking their clients to fill-in lots of papers before buying a product, except
the normal order, with a delay to pay or a cash payment for an immediate delivery; I've neither heard of others
promising hell if their clients were unsatisfied and unwanting to continue their buyings there, neither of clients
forced to miss their planes back home to sign up more quasi-notarized declarations that they were more than satisfied
of the products just delivered (sometimes after years of delays), neither of clients having to make their way off
the company through some ten employees in different locations of the company, without a guide, and sometimes while
unable to find these endals.
I've not met either any boss who forced his clients to buy specific big dictionaries to use with his products,
whose directions for use could absolutely not been understood with normal dictionaries, as the words used in those
directives or services were used by him in internal metalanguage's new definitions, just impossible
to find anywhere in any dictionary outside his owns.
Neither did I meet any company where thousands of unclear abbreviations needing hours or searches were used
into internal documents. Could it be a new method to hide trade secrets, or to veil some scam?
I've never meet bosses using some horrible rooms - sometimes old ugly and dirty bathrooms to receive and "process"
the best clients, or some old henhouse for his best staffs to sleep, while receiving some others into palaces built
by his own private molested and abused slaves, under armed guards trained to kill those wanting to flee.
I've not seen either a boss making staffs running hours around a pole in the full desert to teach them something
of the moral to use into his enterprises.
Someone else wrote that he had met someone who could have met - I'm not sure - a boss of a multinational who
was so crazy about his company money (unless it was his own embezzled dollars?) that he could'nt send any of his
employees alone anywhere without some others to guard mutually, in case they could have fled with or without money.
What I can attest, that's that I've seen on a TV show, a high exec of such company asking one of his clients
or staffs to stop speaking to a prospect before the TV cameras - perhaps in case she could have said something
wrong about the products?
Or was it because of possible copyrighted materials were under discussion, and should'nt be taught before the
public having not yet paid?
Or because such public was supposed to be far too imbecile to ever understand what was at stake, the whole
future of humanity for the next infinite number of trillions years? (a figure I can't really... figure in human
terms or perceptions; could it be a mere estimated and encoded datum of the number of more dollars that
that company postulated to get in its reserves for the next few years, before being definitely closed
by justice's decisions?).
Unless the trillion years or quadrillions, or more, are there just to make things look impossible, unreachable,
outside of human realities, more fantastic and divine, with cherubins all around us, vulcanoes , galactic evil
gods and galactic good ol'relatives of humanity able to travel 1500 times the lightspeed in Douglas-Campbell
8 fuse-planes models, for centuries, from such planets as Coltice, though it has never been rediscovered
yet, or was it for milleniums?
This, being done so soon as 75 millions years ago just to open some picture indoctrination center, not
unlike some still in use on earth presently, and solding people in 'stations' on Earth? -specifically
in Hawaï and Las Palmas, which did not exist at all some 75 millions years ago, may I inform the honourable
readers, whom I'd not like to confuse in geographical and geological matters) -
This was supposedly done just to get us under a spell, till a red-haired-genius-godlike would appear out-of-the-blue
of a (starred-and-striped) country to discover that we were not really ourselves, neither our bodies ours, but
complete disordered and dull conglomerates-clusters of thousands of old relatives speaking us and controlling
us and our fragile ill-prone mortal bodies more than often?
That, would we be able to buy the various ways to get rid of such supposed bodies-spirits-conglomerates,
we could then be freed of the needs of bodies, and could act as powerful gods?
It should be also noticed that we don't observe many companies advertizing a product, then delivering a much
different one without excuses, at a similar price - or at a ten times more expansive price immediately cashable,
for a much lesser valuable final product. Someone explained it was a merchandising/marketing solution. Sure.
But only a dishonest one could do it, and could well drown any company once for all. I don't see many Mister
Rolls Royce having your order for the very last top laser-like Corniche model, then delivering you the modernest
but most modest skoda-lada-buzzi-buzza, and moreover refusing you any guarantee for that last model, unless your
payment for the next Boeing plane would be cashed right now.
Without saying that the said plane could sometimes, but most rarely; be delivered more or less okay, but most
probably, your plane payments in advance would be transferred onto your - if available - training to become a real
supposed to-be-pilot.
And omitting as well to add to the client that if any of his security staffs refused that the client could even
take a simple single look at the sold plane when available, the client could lose the entire payment in
advance. Or use it to buy the new last skodisch-buzzisch-buzzasch, perhaps?
Unless the monies were used by long weeks to wait into the hotels - properties of that same boss, when not enough
clients were available, or if his workers slaves whose tasks were to show or demonstrate the plane to the client
were unable to unveil it, or not yet enrolled sometimes?
True enough, these hotels were qualified as retreats, perhaps in order to get the client the vague impression
he was to wait for some extraordinary show next from his supplier/servicer?
That hypothetic (sic) plane hard-seller, I've not imagined him precising in his contracts, that most those having
tried that plane - always the same plane could be used on every client, (just the color differs sometimes according
to the bulbs used to light it) were either dead, either went crazy, or never used it again unless being forced
to a floating jail aboard a JailedWinds white yacht in Carribeans, as slave of this boss, to hard sales
to new prospects of said plane.
I heard some, who had seen their image in the plane: they had just been shown a mirror while the plane was doing
some loopings. Wholly ill after the experience, they had left and never to come back for a next trip, but could
not get back the some 3-5 millions dollars paid to get aboard the plane.
Some said that the plane did not even exist, or that its painted and decorated mostly cardborad and paper wings
were totally unable to support the Bodies of the clients. But these cardboard and paper wings were nevertheless
totally hidden from anybody but a few autorized persons (themselves under guards), using electronics keys to detect
any piece of the papers that could miss more than some few seconds: if ever that could happen, special measures
of highly intimidating if not lethal importance could be launched in few seconds against a possible trespasser
- voluntarily or not. Factually, the clientele had to pay for a product they could never use like they would have
liked; any error being possibly subjected to severe punishments or privation of the prepaid products.
I heard once also, though not able to prove it, (as the materials could be still unpublished, despite
the fact that hundred of thousands have them in their computers) that ... [now you can all by yourself add here
almost everything that could come to mind when looking for synonyms of the words fraud, dangerous system etc, without
being much liable that it could not qualify or characterize some inner topics of the strange affair]...
Back to treasons
I was not so great a mathematician/logician while in schools, though not a great traitor against that topic.
But lets go make a try on these, as a new approach of my last lot of wide treasons from studying some figures.
First, if one takes the logic plan again into view, why would some producer be so hard with his clients, if
he were able to be the best - or the only one - on the market?
Now, why would a producer be so harsh against his customers, like saying them I'll increase my prices from
5 % each month, or ten percents a month, for some months or years. We have that inflation thing delayed too long,
(when that inflation was some 10 % a year, not a month; 10 % a month makes 230 % a year)
There can be a main cause here: feeling the bad quality of the products has been found out by some many
knowledgeable customers or officials, or by honest ex-staffs, therefore, that 'inflation rate' was a solution to
accelerate the filling of the Switzerland's or Panama's or Barbados' etc. strongrooms owned by the company, before
the official and enemies could drown the plants under suits.
Therefore, not only the coffers could be maximized, but as well, it could help to the visible next legal battles
at stake.
It could even get new sympathizers of the companies' poor victims of such official oppression/intolerance.
And help to prepare a reconversion into new forms of financial delinquency copied or inspired from the late one.
It could help lobbying, by many ways (financial, or more probably by blackmailing them), the most powerful persons
of the most powerful country of the planet: that would allow an important room to manoeuvre the scam.
That's one of the best methods known, actually; specially if such commercial companies were able to get rid
of most of the tax liabilities linked to their services, by setting some fumes screens before the realities
of their true activities.
One could suppose, by instance, that a highest placed commissionner of taxes, could have been trapped by a manipulator,
and videotaped with some 12 years pretty girl, petting her a bit; or that a president of the richest group of people
of the world could have been observed, while a student, doing illegal or shameful things, by someone becoming later
a high executive of the scam company.
These are evidently only doubtful questions as far and must probably be taken as mere rumors of an unknowledgeable
individual acting without proofs, and merely supposing various hypothesis, which would follow nevertheless the
already long ago established trend of that company's past story , and while reading official though secret texts
saying that one should fabricate faked complaints against a bishop [supposedly an critic], by sending
him a person wanting to confess, saying him horrible things, denouncing him to the Pope as a rabbi, etc.
Or having paid for male prostitutes to be vidoetaped with the homsexual son of a US judge, or killed the
dog of another, or sent prostitutes to trap a third, etc.
No surprise here that such rumors as above about commissioners or presidents could be born out of nothing, or
is it out of something?
Great finances allow also to publish and send free to thousands of journalists, a big beautiful large book,
full of PR lies on the companies' products and successes from the first page to the last - so many of them that
nobody could possibly prove them all lies, even if he had large finances, because that would be too long and could
be desperating before start. Meanwhile, lots of these lies are swallowed and regurgitated into various points -
well choosen ones - of the planet.
The company could have bought directly or undirectly, one could say, an almost complete branch of studies into
colleges, especially in USA and Italy, could we say, though some of those can appear sometimes in Belgium, France,
Germany, Sweden, etc.
That branch of scholar studies once conquerred by the company, could then try to make the faked postulates
of the company as if they were true, by instance, speaking of the very moral behaviour of its staffs, or the so-called
spiritually inclined behaviour of its leaders, of the progresses done, of the so-evident charities delivered to
so many public sections, insisting specifically on the weakest points of the society at large.
By instance, (unpaid )sheriffs named by the company could be lured to go in the street asking for a
world without drugs, chanting that the company has the real drugs able to get rid of drugs by druggies, has
the drugs to deliver criminals from their criminalities, has the drugs and principles to deliver the whole society
of the rampant dishonesty, has the drugs and processes to deliver the countries of their dictators and tyrans,
especially insisting in those countries where the governements do not look too much money-sensible or false-arguments-lurable,
going up to accuse such governments of activities as dehumanizing and lurid than those committed decades before.
The company, in its wicked ways, could use some of its new resources to federate other concurrent companies
having similar - though sometimes really opposed - products, to help these concurrents and - mostly - to be helped
by them, before phagocyting them if possible, and at least, to the point where the company could buy a whole fantastic
source of trade secrets maintained against such concurrents by an old consumers association named the BOX. Now,
the company could have bought that box to use its docs, isn'it, against any enemies or concurrents.
Then, having these secrets about concurrence, luring it to learn some few facts to get it more dependant of
the company, and more ready to help it - or even start negotiating its products, rather than their old ones - not
always so profitable.
The company could even, in some cases, try its chance by leviating on some of the possible leaders of a country,
preferably small and poor, so as to become the self-called saviour of that country.
It would not worry much the company if it had been a devastated one, or one whose people beliefs have nothing
that could be compared to the company's main "philosophies"; being cynic, its Board of Directors would
not worry that much about that country beliefs and ways of life, as long at it could give them some entry point
into the international political milieus, a thing it has for the moment been unable to gain, despite it's uncle
Sam's many friendships.
In some other circumstances, that company, always hidden or unknowlingly of authorities, could try to get accesses
to weapons plants, weapons centers and cities of large countries disoriented by political changes, and to armies
having the bomb command.
Such a tool could greatly help the company to get heard and listened, if not obeyed, into political circles,
and as the company managed to make believe to its most devoted employees that they were now capable of resisting
any sort of radiations, through a supposed miraculous entirely physical procedure using heat and chemicals,
it could even convince - if needed - those same employees to work into nuclearized zones after any incident
- the word the company master had choosed to call anything that could happen in life, thus minimizing its implications,
particularly the most tragic ones. It has even some deadly touched real youngs who could be used, as whatever ,
they are very ill. Such company could be cynical enough to do that.
One should note that such projects or purposes could have been quietly disclosed by the most violently speaking
opponents, most of them having been lured into that company for the sake of their lives and the sake of their cherished
ones' lives, but having not completely been lured, or having been unjustly and stupidly fired off company, would
have now some unknown accounts against the company, to ask the redressment of, if not for themselves, for others
in the future, as the company does not look to stop its criminal ways of gaining influence and power.
Such opponents are labelled traitors to that multinational group; they open their big mouths wherever it looks
possible, by any way they can, with mostly only their own personal few means, or big ones, for a small handful
of others.
Strangeley enough, it does not look that such company could have been managed intelligently enough, so as to
lure its new or old enemies, silencing them by new deceptions. It looks that, keeping on believing that all
what was written by its manager/managers was or is true, absolutely true, they kept on making more and more
opponents from every stratas; that almost every opponents it has attacked has been transformed by its aggressive
activities into a more and more struggling one, but for the few already named above, I mean, some members of the
US government, which is still right now the biggest allied of that scam company.
Is that because, as said some author, that company looks the true Laboratory of the Future, for people
whose aims are quite similar to the main purpose of the company, that is, leading the planet - and the universe,
if possible?
Is that because that company's preferred god, is "power plus dollars", not unlike some US puppets,
disguising their true intents behind the veil of an unexistent love for democracy and human rights, as shown at
lengths since it supposes it is the true leader of the world - which equals for me as well for many others, as
being the world's true dictator?
Disguised under productions of very contestable usefulness, such officials, somewhat elected by some people
having not seen the dangers to come, would like a worldwide government, and possibly , would like to divide it
as much as possible behind small companies whose apparent products could be to leave populations happy of their
lives - such as they could be "given" by a worldwide government.
I'm quite surprised to consider such a solution - perhaps final ? - as of any value for humanity as a whole;
I' would'nt like much to see such cloned people and peoples or populations of such diversity - cloned in their
intentions, basic purposes, basic tastes for hamburgers instead of true foods, basic tastes for faked spiritualism
instead of more profound thoughtfulness. Do I dream - with others - of a better world, but a diversified one, rather
than a bunch of united nullities running mad after nothing of real value, of real significance? Perhaps. I'm not
wanting to impose and less yet, to sell an ideal: that could end up in a scam too.
Sure enough, I'm not running at all to get the next guru's throne, not only because this job looks quite devaluated
those times .
Is it also because many so-called intellectual/spiritual leaders have tried to sell something not only of no
value and somewhat dangerous, and that they are becoming more and more like the in-and-out rascals they pretend
to eliminate from our lives by making everybody a good boy or a good girl?
Think about it twice before answering too fast.
Besides, I'd certainly be then a traitor to myself and others if I did become indeed some sort of that money
maker.
Better no money at all than such enslaving money. Who are really the slaves, in such an example as the "hypothetical"
company above? Are they the staffs, the clients? Or is it the leader, who enslaved himself to death, tricked into
his own lies, treacheries, deceptions, mental vices, traps, snare, scams, pitfalls, tricks, subterfuges, ruses,
devices, artifices (even some religious ones), yaps, gobs, mushes of every sort, as long as they concur
to the unsaid finality of the system.
Self-denouncing major senior traitor
It should'nt be surprising though, to discover that such a company founder was of extreme naïvety
and gullibility himself. Indeed, how come that he could believe that his own utterings could always been believed
by others, while those others were seeing him dying from alcoholism, cancer, drug abuse, attacked by supposed or
real illnesses, or by supposed body-spirits all over ?
How come that he could believe that, but himself, everybody else on this planet was merely a form of a corpse animated
merely by mechanisms such as a postulated under-mind, that would have been under, but more active and more controlling
than the uppermind? And how come that, as a friend of mine said, this uppermind was easy to control was its under-bad-wicked
halphazardly done copy, was yet able to control entire lives, without the upper minhd knowing it, and less yet,
the person owing thse minds?
How come, as another has justly observe, that such a guy with some evident qualities for analysis, could err to
the point of believing he was above gods and God himself, as he was already able to lure so many mortals? How come
that he could think he had lured even all these few millions who listened him for some time, while most of them
- somewhere near 99% of the lot - had left him and kept leaving him and his gang to their criminal occupations?
Despite the explanations and techniques to lure those persons to keep on buying that multinationale's products,
specifically the main procedures to blackmail the customers (well named here, customers and accustomed having a
same root), to make them confess imaginary crimes, to make them guilty of being bad boys when they were just in
fact trying to survive with so much to do around, despite all the policing procedures, processes, reports,
good faith of most the goodwills around and fine first impressions of the products on the publics, despite all
the legal machinery highly overpaid (relatively to the number of suits lost, specially the biggest ones), despite
all the defamations done against possible soon-to-become-possible-critics, or on already critics, officials, judges,
supposed-to-be-concurrents, despite the deaths ordered to underhands, the ones having been eliminated silently
at night, that gullible poor soul kept to assert he was the senior major superior genius of every universes.
He ended up being the victim of his own lies, which proves he had entirely made a fool of himself, all by himself,
though all his servants, wives, kids, or inferiors, had been so often helping him or showing him his own foolishness.
But he preferred to keep that line of behaviour till he was unable to do it consciously.
I presume, but could be much wrong on this, that he punished himself, getting a plain wagon load of his own deception
potion all at the same moment, some sort of auto-punishment his own created karma got him into.
Perhaps, after all, one of his own precepts used to trick us was true.
Man is basically good.
If no backmind is grafted onto his mind, saying him he's a traitor to himself and others.
Traitor again
As a form a conclusion, I feel that I am the "good" traitor, this time. Sometimes I was indubitably
the bad one in my life, sometimes I was unvoluntarily the neutral one - or not susceptible to be called like that,
and now, having betrayed the (scam) company made me righter than before - even than when I was a true
member of the Group apparently acting for humanity's betterment.
Would I have to give a company's founder proof of what I'm allegating there, I'd say that I know where I am,
I know who I am, I know who are the friends, the human, the God, and so forth, and I try to act the best I could
using the few things life gave to me to experiment.
Life in that special company was probably the most interesting experiment I ever did about human brothers, about
good and bad, and about myself. But that was nevertheless the most painful ever.
Death must be more tender for people, that's perhaps the reason why so many have choosen to get rid of that
problem by leaving their lives.
Roger Gonnet, 7th and 8th October, 1999.
