Monday, July 27, 2009
Games
Terrible times these,
-man returns after years to his home from abroad and gets quotationed promptly. He is brutally cut down in open daylight near his home. His limbs are severed and he doesn’t survive the journey to the hospital.
Vintage hatred, but acted out by hired assassins.
To eliminate is easy it appears, all is decided with an exchange of small sums.
Well how much does a life really cost? Very little it seems, some time back there were reports that it required just a sum of a hundred American to polish a guy off from the face of the earth. To maim alone is difficult and dangerous. It took fifty times more money to do that.
But why you may wonder.
One it leaves living evidence, two there would be repercussions, three it needs precise management, for the demands would be for the removal of specific parts of the body. It needs planning and careful execution.
It calls for the specialists, the real Churgeons among the assassins.
But for hacking down a person you only need butchers, they are dime a dozen in our land.
Well as I said, hard times these…….
Anyway my foes were extremely sweet to me today; they went out of their way to make me feel that they are my pals. Of course, nothing is cooking other than they are preparing the way for yet another attack. They seem to have shelved the ‘beyond salvage’ procedure for the time being (thanks to the writer of ‘The Parsifal Mosaic’ for the expression.)
I also played my part of the big idiot to perfection. They had no doubts that I was entirely taken in by their openness and enthusiasm for me.
That happens when you live in the cucumber land, you are so terribly over confident that you would think you can even take down yourself.
Well I am waiting for further moves……..
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