Monday 6 July 2009

Continued

I readeth my words. Do I wish to delete anything? No. There are millions of people worldwide blogging at this same time, perhaps in the same way as I. Lots of sirens now. "They would have done this anyway Spike. Perhaps they will sit thinking later at the traffic lights that they were provoked. I doubt that they will comprehend that their vehicle's speed was a danger to everyone. One reason is that their tires can have blow outs, and they can skid on things. Perhaps the ambulance driver will be kind enough to smash head on into a tanker. Apologies to the driver of the tanker who will get killed by it as the vehicles explode.

That would be hard to do with stick figures wouldn't it?

Little Black Box will hide this from my characters, with the exception of Kinya who is ex-military, Useth, Spike, and a few others. And in this respect it is good that he does so.

"You have to understand, Spike, that they would have done this anyway. There would have been sirens all over us even if we had not said this and were playing games. For they are going to attend to a seriously ill person, only the one, never two in the same areas. You would think that the cctv could see them but there is no-one using them, and those that are have not heard the emergency call on the 999 number. The cctv people (media owned) cannot hear the sirens. Only we on the ground can and I am beginning to like it. Noise cover, for there has to be sounds. The more sirens there are the easier it is for him. Sometimes people say odd things into their phones, all the same message. Notably "Ir, here is an update on the situation at our end."

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