The Reluctant Spy Talks

When your files are eyes only with the CIA they can never be entered in court, or given to anyone at all, and are accessed on a need to know basis, locked away for fifty years, unless active.  I am still active.  The files are boring, page after page of intelligence that means nothing and then heart pounding shit about massacres....   a friend accessed them, checking me out with a drunken aunt in the CIA, who has since died, after I got to talking about this shit, and he wanted to see how for real I was.  Or so he said at first.  Later, when I realized he was a spy sent to inform me of certain matters, because he did.... and helped me deal with this new world, which he knew a lot more about than I.  He knew more about how I had been used than I did.  More about the fighting, the death.   He would not give me details. After he told me he read the file, I wanted to see if he had and asked, What about Detroit?   Oh, HE TOLD, THOSE WERE BAD PE...

I liked Robot Chicken and all the shows coming out of Williamsburg studio, and almost felt like I worked with them, they put so much of my  stuff on their show.  And that was kind of the point of  Blue Beam, but I had messed that up by bringing too much religion into politics, and visa-versa.  I was shocked one night to see them jamming a Christ on a cross into a hole and saying YEA, I AM GLAD YOU ARE IN PAIN.  I am in Chronic pain, and during the first phase of bluebeam, or whatever you want to say happened to me...  and they knew this.  I had no idea why they would be angry with me, though I had vague tips something was going on in the state.  They believed I wanted my headquarters there when I thought I had made it perfectly clear that I was in Chicago, and this is where I would fight, that I would not let them drive me from my town.  I was reckless then in a way I would not be now.   I thought people were reporting to me what other p...