The black terrier walked along the open mall in Maryland. And two men sit on a bench. One holds a newspaper. The other a pen and pad. There are people walking around. It is anything but quiet, but none of the grey buisiness attire looks out of place. The reporter nods and scribbles as the man talks with him quietly. He has no tape recorder so the notes have to be accurate. There are microphones and cameras throughout the mall. Surveillance slicker than anywhere else on earth.

The reporter takes the pad. Puts it in his shirt pocket. And walks back along the same path to the place he arrived at on the bench. He gets into the private taxi that’s been waiting on him, and he flips open a phone. The buttons light up on the Motorolla RSA protected face, and the secure connection is made as he dials the last digit.

He reads the scribbled pad out to the 20/20 editor and tears it up and swallows it. He is driven to Dulles where he boards a flight for JFK on American Airlines in coach. And disappears into the night.

A music video 20 minutes later on MTV flashes aerial footage of a cruise missile hitting a target somewhere. The credits list the band as 3 doors down. The title of the track is “Tehron Crisis.” Other elements of the video include concussion waves of rubble smoke and people running and screaming. People bleeding. A misplaced hand on the ground in the falling ash.

2 minutes later ABC cuts into an Emergency Broadcast Network Test and it claims not to be a test. Every channel on DirectTV fails. The cable networks follow. Time Warner rolls trucks and gets on the phone to CISCO. CISCO claims they saw it happen but they don’t know how. The blackout lasts all of 2 minutes. People start running to their televisions and PC’s.

Google and Yahoo are defaced in Sanscrit. The Chinese start moving naval vessels and the US Nuclear subs go on full alert. The tritons are hot in their tubes and the sailors are running the length of the decks of the USS George Washington as the fighters are scrambled.

People go from the TVs and Computers to their phones to find they are not working. The Verizon people and the AT&T group are spitting into headsets that just return distorted signals or dead air.

Cars start colliding in an effort to get out of Downtown Manhattan. 4 Carbombs are registered in Jerusalem. A suicide bomber walks into a cafe in London and the street is shattered with Glass.

Air traffic control can’t place the planes on the tarmac - or get them out of the sky at JFK, Laguardia, Heathrow, Dulles, or LAX. The tin pushers are going apeshit from their desks.

Two United Nations sessions are interrupted in mid speech. The security council sets up for an unscheduled meeting, and the NATO brass are stepping into the foyer as the television networks come back up.

President George W. Bush is on every channel on DirectTV and Time Warner. Comcast comes up next, the speaker of the house introduces him, and he taps the Microphone. Today, October 5, 2007 at 3 PM Eastern time, Alpha Zulu 1500, the United States of America went to war with IRAN. We have proven beyond a doubt that they have not only been electing to develop Nuclear Weapons and procure them, but they have been Aiding and Abetting the Terror Networks that exist within and without IRAQ. The communication networks of this country should be functioning again within a couple hours. We have been implementing a countermeasure for exactly this kind of gridlock in communications since September 11th under Homeland Security’s protocols during Tom Ridge’s administration. We hope that you will be patient and stay in your homes while the traffic outside subsides. We ask that you do not leave your homes, because it will only continue to cause confusion in an already very tense situation.”

CNN on the ground in Tehran broadcasts the first officially sanctioned footage of a cruise missile camera as it reaches its target. There is a blast in full color and a shockwave, and the camera goes dead.

It is 5 pm. Google has pulled their backup and the pages become re-available in English. The news is scatterbrained and there are tens of thousands of articles per tag, rather than thousands. They revised their search engine to include the blog search, and everyone with an active connection to the web has been chronicling the events for the past 2 hours.

A plane goes doen over Chicago crashing into the Rock and Roll McDonalds due to lack of fuel. 223 people and restaurant customers are snuffed out in the blink of an eye. The burger industry will never be the same. The Sun Times reports in 80 news networks on both the Internet and in Print that O’Hare may have more casualties due to confusion on the ground and in the air. The people start reading it on RIM blackberries inside O’Hare and running for their gates on the people movers. The National Guard steps up its presence and all flights from and to O’Hare are canceled indefinitely.

7pm. The phones start working again. They are staticy and the calls keep dropping - but people are able to call each other successfully and Friday night begins to resume in a somewhat orderly fashion.

Jane Fonda and Brad Pitt are on CNN calling for an uprising in Washington D.C. and rattling their sabres, and they are allowed to spew for a full half hour.

Fox News has fresh clips of Jerusalem - Britain - and Tehran. Neil Cavuto and Bill O’Reilly talk in the seques from image to image about the “fair and balanced” retalliation for Jerusalem - Britain - and O’Hare.

The Rock and Roll McDonalds clip sells 100,000,000 hamburgers around the globe in a matter of minutes. It is covered on every major network. The Food Channel and Emiril start talking about seasoning beef and the commercials actually sell cars.

9:00 Air Traffic is sorted out. All planes are grounded for 24 hours in all major traffic hubs. And ticket takers issue refunds - sell hotel rooms - and rent cars to the grounded. People start driving on the Interstates to get from city to city and leave their luggage in the racks revolving for an eternity in the carriers.

11:00 Manhattan Gridlock doesn’t clear up. It never does anyway. The cabs manage to get from Uptown to Downtown and Across Town with no problem. But the civillians are bombarded by the ferrari and porche traffic coming in from the subburbs to initiate the club scene of Friday October 5th. Its a night for every celebrity to find his way in front of a camera and try to get face time with the McDonalds. Coca Cola pushes vitamin water to the McDonald’s board. And 50 Cent buys a small island.

The cars line up in Arlington. Along the hedgerows and carefully marked rows of white crosses. More than one of them is a limousine. The navy, army, airforce, marines, all have a presnce here. In life and in death. The secret service mill around in the crowd with their earpieces and mics. Sunglasses carefully hiding their eyes. The stage is set. And the flowers are being placed on the graves.

The four star general and the chaplain are conversing in private and the microphone on the dais above the closed casket are being tested inaudibly. The families of the fallen are wearing black. With hats and hairnets and drawscreens. The stockings are black, the shoes are black. The briefcases are black. The flash photographic cameras are black, and the tires along the curb are black - along with the entire motorcade of vehicles.

The purple heart and the medal of honor are kept in a case on the podium. The marines are lined up neatly in a row - in full dress - and with perfect hair and perfect rigidity.

The trumpet blows a sad call into the air - and the family members’ tears are evident. The faces are long and drawn. And they reflect in the fall sunlight as the day begins. The air is crisp and cool - and the birds are singing. Sparrows in the brush and cleaning themselves in the dirt along the side of the road.

The television crews are silent - recoding first - to edit later. So that they can make a dime on the event with their intermittent commercials and soundbytes.

The General calls him an Officer and a Gentleman - and recounts the public history of his career. He talks about the great loss of the Nation and the Service - Valor - and Honor that he presented in battle. The flag is unwaving as it drapes over the side of the casket.

The gasps of the crowd can be heard as his words conclude - and the chaplain steps to the forefront of the pulpit.

The chaplain begins telling the story of the death - resurrection - and ultimate victory of Christ - through the adversity of persecution and crucifiction. The people watch attentively.

A cough is heard from the CNN reporter…”bullshit.” But only to his co-workers who look at him in awe for his audacity.

The chaplain steps down to the casket and pours out a vial of water on the curved matte black surface. It coalesces and spreads out over the surface. Splashing into the earth below like the tears of the sons and daughters assembled.

He talks about baptism and the journey from the womb to the heavens - and how life is the infinite journey that ends only with a new beginning as the soul moves on to its proper place.

Then he pours out a mesh canvas bag of dust on the coffin. He recites the cant “Ashes to Ashes - Dust to Dust.” And his robes blow about him in the wind. Some of the dust travels with the wind. The leaves on the ground are yellow and orange - and they are brustling too.

The whistle is blown. A perfect formation of four F-22 Raptors does a fly over at the whistle. And the firing begins.

Several Marines step to the casket and the flag is lifted and folded with absolute precision into a triangle. While the women gasp and the men hold them. Their sholders trembling as the shots ring true - the guns angled into the air and the shells hit the ground with each reload of the chamber.

The flag is presented to the Widow. And the casket is lowered. The president offers his Condolences. He’s been standing in the background with a grim look on his face since the beginning. This has been his lot in life for months. He passes her the purple heart and the Medal of Honor. And quietly tries to back out of the view of the cameras.

The people stand for a moment. Then disperse. They get back into the cars and limousines and travel past the Washington Monument - and the signs and symbols of protest are evident. The people are railing against them as if they were the motorcade of the President. The people throw a bottle - and riot geared Police keep trying to push them back. There are so many that they cannot be pushed back. The waves of ignorance sweep through the crowd.

And the limousine serves a mean bourbon to the black suited brother of the deceased. He’ll cry later. Right now its time to be strong and prove he’s a man in light of the fact that he never set foot on foreign soil. The medication is good. He remains silent - and passes out on the ride back from Virginia to Maryland.

The television reporters come into view and CNN replays the Raptors and the Marine Corps. In a 4 second soundbyte, and sells some auto rentals with Avis. The newspapers flash a Fallen Hero in the days news with a photo of the flag on the casket. The journalists present speculate in their text about the true nature of the military operation. The wheels spin and the copies fly out of the printer in full color. The sports sections advertise Bud Light with their articles on The Patriots and the Redskins.

And the papers go unsold in magazine racks and four hundred thousand convenience stores around the country have to sell them back that day at a loss. While people eyeball it for a split second in Google News in 1200 possible venues around the globe. Favoring a YouTube video of a cat playing a piano. Which they give a good 3 minutes of their precious time while their ipods resound with the sounds of Jimi Hendrix Voodoo Child and John Lennon’s Imagine.

A cell phone rings on Vibrate in the pocket of Hillary Clinton as she receives a call from Bill. “Its a win. The numbers say you are go for Connecticut.” She says to her husband “Thank God that bitch is finally buried. The polls have been moving his way ever since the Move On ad. I need facetime. Someone tell those fuckers at CNN to get the signal up again.”

My thinking has gone sideways on that remark Splitcoil. I was just discussing with my friend from the UK my plans for American Mohawk becoming a film. Must be in a completely creative mood tonight.

If the movie comes out - somehow following the book outline I’ve introduced here. It should be full blotto. I’d love to see something like that. More than that I’d be glad to know I inspired it.

Some of the ideas we were kicking around for American Mohawk included recreating a Rave in Toronto set in 1993 with myself played by someone I know very well. Who will just be 19 in 2011. The premise will follow the book closely and be filmed on Location in NYC - Boston - Chicago - Toronto and Montreal. The generation gapping is perfect on it. 20 Years after the rave scene began. And it will be set all over Boston - I mean every stop on the Red and Green Lines - and all throughout Lower Manhattan - and 42nd St. Near the Chicago Housing Authority (the projects) - And downtown off Lakeshore. And near the major intersection of St. Denis in central Montreal. It might even include a short sequence in Detroit outside the Fox theater. Near Tiger Stadium. The music will be kickin’. I’ve been friends with a Cubase Studio owner in Manchester for 2 years now - and he knows Paul Oakenfold and a few other artists. More than a few actually. If I can make this happen and manage to to make my marriage work. (I plan to get married sometime around 2010). It will be a real urban legacy and not just a rave movie. It will involve a pink house in the Boston Area - a grizzled old Jerry Garcia looking guy as a landlord / subletter. Cafe’s - Harvard Sq. Chess - And a million scenes of American Excess. It might even include a sequence of driving from Chicago to Boston in a 2002 Model Ford Mustang.
And most of all - it will conclude with a devolution into the end of my book and the beginning of September 11 as seen through the eyes of the director of Pattern Recognition. If we can license it for replay. The beauty of it is - The rewrite culture has been here for some time. Its just a matter of what we are able to build with it. Maybe even setting PR up for a secondary release following American Mohawk in 2011 or 2012.

I am certain that PR. it is going to be the #1 movie in America in 2008. For A long time, and critically acclaimed. Maybe even take home an Academy Award. Incedentally - I’ve noticed that most people here are overlooking the fact that its coming very very soon. What happened to all the hype of 2006? I will be buying my tickets for the first week of it - probably sitting in 2 or three times. And then the DVD will be a must have in July. If they can wait that long to put it on the market.

I’ve even got an idea for a title for the sketch I just presented - call it a working title - rather than a film title. Title Gibson’s 9th book - Nails in Gotham. It would be hot - indicating both Women’s fingernails - and Nail weaponry - and Gotham - well maybe DC comics would pick it up and do a piece on it. Then the rights to Gotham (New York) would be entirely free and clear. I’ve never been a big comic fan - I loved them as a kid up to about age 10 - but I have very much enjoyed some of the DC comics films. And Gibson is getting to be that caliber of a writer. His works create characters with as much personality as Clark Kent and Bruce Wayne - except in our times - our circumstances. He doesn’t need a 100 year franchise to fall back on - but it would lift him onto the playing field of the next generation coming up. Those 15 year olds that have a lot of growing up to do, and the ones that aren’t already lost in the fogs of college attachment.

I’m not a marketing agent for DC. I’m not a whiz at this particular sort of thing. I just came up with these thoughts on the fly, and I think they might do some good - elevating Gibson even more. It seems with Spook Country that he might have been a bit despondant with the characters and the jokes he presented - because he doesn’t have anyone in his immediate presence telling him that there is a future beyond 9. I say shoot for at least 12 books by 2015.

He’s got a long life ahead of him being that he’s like rich and an international superstar in the writing community at the moment - as long as he stays clear of pitfalls - and I think he’s going to shock and awe the world with what’s coming next. I’ve wished I’d had a direct line to him ever since he sent me the post card that said keep writing. I’m going to say it to him now - Keep writing. Don’t fall like Solomon trying to lift the temple. Cast your etchings in the stones of the pyramids - and make them last 10000 years. We have at least 50 million years before the sun burns out I think. The least we can do is make the world a swifter smarter place, and rip the lid off a can of whup ass and shake the walls of Jericho again. Stephenson was write to keep his writing long and codexical. That doesn’t mean yours isn’t equally intelligent. In fact its more so - because you know the limits to the human thought capacity. You have yet to write your Stand Mr. Gibson, but I’d encourage you to write not just a Stand, but an Interplanetary Leap. I’d encourage you to write the wheels on the next milleniums automobiles and get out your Silver and Red Plastic 1950’s Ray Gun. You’re going to need it to fend off all the headless zombies in Vegas.

And keep in mind that ultimately, you like every other God Endowed creature are a creator first - and a composer second. First create, then concentrate on Form. And when it looks grim - ask the masters. Look to Socrates, Plato, and Aristotle. Socrates - the great questioner - Plato - the great blueprinter - and Aristotle - the establisher of the Academy as Alexander’s Star. The Sun will always set in the West. But the Sun Will Never Set on the North American Empire. You’ve seen it. It is true - And the brits will catch hell if they try to reckon with you. I’ve got a keen idea that they think they are snowing us with the France vs. Britain ploy. Its not happening this time - and if I have to cast the stone myself - with my last slingshot of momentum I am going to.

My stone flies at William - heir to the British Empire - and it flies with reason. I didn’t deserve this name - Our progenitor here didn’t deserve the name you branded him with, and I have no interest in going quietly. Strange isn’t it - that out of the bowels of South Carolina come two writers who were destined to evidence a change on the face of the globe by flying in the face of your twisted censorship and absolute lack of faith in Reason?

I will find the rest of the links to the current struggle for the authority of the EU and its Euro upper hand to the dollar. You will no longer laugh at us from our own television networks, and you will be deflowered before you are enthroned. You will lead no Continental Army against the United States - its territories - or its occupations, and you will lead no rational man woman or child on the Canadian soil against the United States of America or any of its territories or its occupations.

Just a note - for those of you that think that this is paranoid. It really is not. It stems from a direct conversation I’ve been having in multiple forums with Quite a few brits. Here’s what I’ve learned. You are a sinking ship. The french are going to take you out. And they nailed you hook line and sinker. Mahmoud is a goats head and we don’t have to tolerate him. And North Korea is about to get Bush Whacked. Keep smiling - we’re going to knock the stupid grin right into a Pint Glass on Essex.

I can’t wait for the day when we invade atlanta and buyout CNN and roll Turner over in his grave. Atlanta may be a hotspot for East Coast Media - but its going to be a sore spot when we are through recreating the True News Network in Times Square - with NATO backed Sattellites by Teledesic with Software Engineering by Intelsat - Microsoft - and Novell. Cisco will be rolling out the door too when NBC and ABC fall. The true power authority of the Combined MBC or MegaNetwork Broadcasting Corp - will be run on Nortel Fabric - With AT&T Comsrcial VOIP and SatPhones - and powered with Blades form Business on Demand by IBM - maybe even some off site work from Siteground. The United Nations will govern the level of literacy of the new MegaNetworks and ensure that the 21 Member Security Council is able to defend with REAL NEWS and Intel - and that the United Nations Resolution are turned into laws that are actually followed by the Global citizenry rather than scoffed at by the British Royals and the mongrels in Parliament.

I’m not done yet. Keep in mind  that this is all of course a prediction and not a fact. If I am given any sort of credit for inspiring the things that are to pass - I’d like it to be clear that i Came to bring a sword - but I am not the one you are looking for. They say he will come with power in the Clouds. And I’m sorry to tell those of you who are atheists, nonbelievers, gnostics and the like. He’s coming soon. And I am not holding a sign on the street saying the End of the World is at hand. We’ve already passed that mark. And the people that want to evade hell for the next 10,000 years…well - they better get packing. I recommend bottled water - a bible - a palm leaf - some oil - and a handkerchief - because there is going to be Misery and its not going to happen to us.

1983 was a good year for the prosthetic in the Gentleman Loser - Ratz made it look like it was going out of style. I have news for you. Its coming into fashion. Something tells me the grit and dirt will be placed just right when the ash settles. And your glorious Queen on the back of the Beast is grinning all the way to the end of chapter 22. I seriously recommend we take her down a notch and make it Mr. Vice President Clinton. Because we all know who has the sack in the family. And we know why he wouldn’t let her onto it. She’s got teeth, and those teeth would scare any ordinary man to death. They scare the hell out of me and I’m not even a prospect. I think its time Obama put on his Pimp Coat - strutted into the Apollo Theatre - cracked a cold one - and just let the votes roll in. After all - wouldn’t it be nice to for once see a white slave in the Oval Office?

Spook Country is a Go. Everything Must Go. And Nails in Gotham is a dream and a half. Get to it artists - this is my layout for 2008.

Matchbox 20 - shut your trap and quit selling records on a black man’s back. Let’s see how far we’ve come is a joke. And the video is worse. Try running for office sometime with the stigma that you completely forgot the heroes of 9-11 in your campaign materials. Or was it just fashionable to cut out the FDNY and NYPD.

Hip Hop Revolutionaries and Zionists - Wake Up and amplify the ripples of my stone’s spark. You are going to take Nails in Gotham - and you are going to Graffiitize Union Square Center - And you are going to paint Pictures of Big Pun and Biggie Smalls all over every damn thing you can find and don’t forget J-Lo. She’s coming along for the Ride to Austin. In a tan Limousine made with custom suede seats - with a just married sign on the back. I’ll sign her book if she wants. This stone should break glass everywhere it can - most defiantly like Bumblebee did it in the Transformers. That was a bitchin soundsytem in that Camaro. Break glass and learn how to tote because if that witch brings them back - its a day of reckoning and they will be gunning for our banks - our children - and our turf. And they will be armed with boatloads of illegally procured Heroin, Coke, and Ice from new supply lines established in the background of the city noise while you were sleeping. And they will have more Ammo than you for their Mack 11’s so make sure you’ve got good aim too. Also they will have the previously mentioned Humm Vees because they are now on sale at 0% down - you might want to roll a few of those through the transit authority and get them cleared by your local NYPD. You know the game. I said “Everything Must Go.” That means we’ve got like 2 months until the crown her queen of the party. At which point it is all over for 2k8. You have to think roughly a year ahead. He has to have your support by December 2007 to win in November 2008. Don’t let this Uncle Tom Arkansas Farmgirl roughhouse you. Traat a Ho like a Ho.

That said and done - I make my way to Copy tonights proceedings - live and direct from my location everywhere in the world to my own private venues - where they aill be transcribed for further review by editorial columnists and jornals as varied as Time Magazine - Baller Status - And my own personal favorite - Business Week. See you on the flipside.

And don’t get lost on the 404.

I watched (what wasn’t cut off the air) of Hillary Clinton’s Iowa speech on Monday (or was it Tuesday). The days seem to blend around here, being that I’m a man and jobless because of the kind of self centered woman power crap that’s been going on since the 70’s. In any case, to continue, she called America Weak, Emaciated, and “Starved for Leadership.”

Tell me H Bone…If we are so weak emaciated and “Starved for Leadership…” why would we want a woman in office, when a man can do the job twice as well for the same pay?

I smell a rat in your Universal Healthcare too…Sounds like United Healthcare for all more than Universal Healthcare for all. Sure, lets bring another Monopoly to the table to fix all the world’s problems. Or weren’t you aware that CMS and United Healthcare are doing a fine job of disqualifying potential patients already by offering them the opportunity to disclose whether they have End Stage Renal Disease (kidney failure) over the phone?

And then to add insult to injury, they are shipping confidential recordings of phone calls to these customers to Argentina to be processed to Who knows where through an Outsourcer called Teletech?

How do I know this. I worked for them for a month, and subsequently reported them to the New York State Insurance board, and to CMS. Where the case was subsequently dropped (supposedly due to lack of input on my part.)

HEALTH CARE DOESN’T NEED ANOTHER MONOPOLY. IT DOESN’T NEED YOU TO LEAD US TO IT, AND WE DON’T NEED A SOUTHERN BELLE PRESIDENT. NOT TO MENTION THAT YOU ARE A LITTLE OLD TO COMMAND THAT TITLE.

And as far as the troops are concerned…Obama I am sure can handle it. Do we really want a broomstick at the head of our army?

They went after a kid armed with a book and his mouth and they tasered him. I don’t care what the facts of the matter are, this is without question evidence of our freedoms to speak our minds in public forums being suppressed. By who? A police state that is living in fear. This has nothing to do with George W. Bush or John Kerry per se, just a bunch of asshole cops who wanted to make the nightly news…

And Glenn Beck, I’ve got it in for you now too… Taseapalooza? Your show is TASTELESSPALOOZA. You suck, and your army of viewers sucks. And your network is going to drown in your shitpile attitude.

To start out, I will admit that I read IHT only occasionally. Being American has kept me blind to certain elements of world commerce that I am now beginning to realize are taking place around me. Apparently, a US IRS Non Profit Organization has plans to sue me, and possibly extradite me to Belgium. Or at least that is what they are trying to bring to mind with me at the moment.

Allow me to inform you of a bit of history in the Computer Undernet called IRC. In September of 2005 Robert Levin of the Freenode Not For Profit IRC Network was killed while riding a bicycle by a moving car. What was washed under the papers in some old scraps in his blog was that he had been being stalked for at least a year prior to his death.

Due to a falling out I had with Freenode staff, for multiple reasons, including the fact that they have been known to harass adolescents and other wayward travelers in their network to the point of utter frustration, I chose to look into the matter regarding Robert Levin, and discovered more than a few things wrong with their current administration.

The principal officer of the network, through her own admission in her own Blog postings is clearly an Alcoholic. She may also be a habitual drug user. She brags about the fact that she has a tatoo of the Devil on her lower back.

What I found when I ran a search was that a radio station proprietor or group of individuals was responsible for the stalking of Robert Levin. In a conversation later with Freenode Staff, principally PhilKC - he identified the Radio Station off the cuff as being from Canada. In otherwords, he admitted knowledge of the station, with little or no prompting.

Leading me to believe, that there was a hierarchical plot to have Robert Levin killed. In My country, the United States, we are permitted our opinions. Apparently by my publication of one paragraph on a website accusing Freenode of having its former officer killed, I have been threatened with a Belgian lawsuit, by a person appearing in a chat channel and claiming to be freenode staff.

In otherwords, what could be handled within the United States is going to be turned into an International Incident. Because I assure you, I will not go quietly and my music videos can be uploaded to a wide variety of services now, just like everyone else’s.

And I have to say, I’m not a half bad artist.

Yours Truly,

Christopher J. Bradley

http://www.yale.edu/lawweb/avalon/diplomacy/belgium/bel010.htm

They think they are going to extradite me to Belgium they have another thing coming. I’m sending this to the papers - this is pretty rich…

I have produced an EP of music that is against an IRC Chat Network on the Internet that is hostile to children and is a generally unsafe place to be for a large number of the users that connect to it. The Anti-Node EP was a toungue in cheek effort to increase awareness of the kinds of illegal activities that COULD be going on in the network and are from day to day in many networks.

I have been threatened with legal action from belgium by a user just this afternoon and would like to give you the heads up just in case something should arise where I need your help.

I am a do it yourself blogger, and have a Year of Political Science in at University at Buffalo, and I know that there is nothing Legally wrong with making accusations. At least not in the United States. As long as fighting words do not come into play. With the amount of Rap Music in America threatening GunPlay, you’d think that at most my shaming the network would be a misdemeanor if anything at all in the US.

But be that as it may, they have chosen to take this route, as I expected, and I hope to fight them to the bone on it. This is America - we don’t put up with Foreign Terror influences in our country.

-Christopher J. Bradley
http://www.noisecontrolpublishing.com

http://www.noisecontrolpublishing.com/antinode.html

The Anti-Node EP has now come into Legal contention as some would like to claim - in a network outside of the one that it is about. When I logged into OFTC or the Open Free Technology Conference, today, I was informed by a user named Sejo that the laws of Belgium are being infringed upon my freedom of speech protected by my First Ammendment rights as a United States Citizen.

<SeJo> ping
<SeJo> do you have a minute for me?
<TrustFund> sure
<SeJo> ok, you are the owner of http://www.noisecontrolpublishing.com/antinode.html
<TrustFund> that was never brought into this network
<TrustFund> but yes - I am
<TrustFund> keep in mind - I am logging too
<SeJo> please do
<TrustFund> what is your relationship with OFTC?
<SeJo> i have to notice you from my lawyers, that if you do not take it down i’m forced to take actions
<SeJo> i just needed to tell you that
<SeJo> have a nice day
<SeJo> i have no affiliation with oftc

<SeJo> i’m a freenode staffer, according to my lawyers the statements you made on that site are illegal in belgium without proof, i just needed to contact you as your mobile will not accept my calls i do it through other means
<SeJo> but you’ll be notified by the lawyers also
<SeJo> have a nice day

The knot lies closer and closer to the fact that Freenode is trying to cover up its problems by threatening and bullying people even in other networks. I will not be bullied. And I will continue as planned with my campaign against the network.