>
> klaatu wrote:
>
> > I've been saying it for years.
> >
> > And now at long last, backed up by the now-public files of KGB defector
> > Vasili Mitrokhin, even the Washington Post agrees. Please see the article in
> > the Sunday _Post_ Metro section.
> >
> > Aspen Hill Maryland is "Spook Central".
> >
> > I grew up here, and I can indeed agree that the place is, or used to be, the
> > exact sort of bucolic suburbiana in which one shady denizen of the darkness
> > that is international intrigue would wish to rendezvous with another.
<snips>
> Klaatu, I have to say, I'm impressed. I've done a fair amount of late nite
> wandering and never seen anything suspicious. And here I thought
> you were being surrealistic about Aspen Hill.
Oh hell no. The surrealism is in most cases (outside of what's
unquestionably intended to be fiction) merely a response to a reality gone
DaDa. The only way to deal with insanity in the environment/surround is a
personal insanity sufficiently controlled so as to merit the term "art" as
opposed to "madness". when I say I'm "as crazy as a long-tailed cat in a
room full of rocking chairs and for about the same reasons" I really mean
it. As in "think about it". That's not really all that crazy, sure the cat
is wacked but it's certainly understandable. Of course, if you don't believe
the cat when it yowls, it'll keep yowling because it will still be locked in
a room full of rocking chairs rocking. You can either move the cat, move the
chairs, or keep 'em from rocking. Of course, if the rocking chairs were
intel, they'd follow the cat no matter where it went, or call ahead and let
all of the other rocking chairs know the cat was on the move...
Damn. And here I am getting surreal again, talking about cats being chased
by rocking chairs. _Real_ rocking chairs would contrive to get the cat on
"America's Most Wanted", bona-fide cat picture, bogus-but-believable fake
story.
Hell, if you're bored, see
http://www.clark.net/pub/klaatu/thewar/background.html -- I really need to
finish that, though. And of course, it's just a surrealist overreaction and
bombastic hyperbole... could never happen here, certainly not in Aspen Hill
Maryland. Heck, drive around the place sometime, I guarantee there are no
Foreign Teen Ninja Vixens who think they're Buffy or something. Not a one.
>
> Now what about the Takoma Langley shopping center?? When is the
> maze of alleys between the Red Apple and German delicatessens, Tiffin,
> and the Hampshire Motel going to become famous?
It already is famous, but mostly for drug violence and assorted passed-out
bums., etc. Outside of maybe establishing safe-houses, spies tend to avoid
places that have legitimate reasons to be under surveillance. Also, if
someone _was_ onto them using dealer-turf as a meeting place, sneaking in
surveillance disguised as a bum or dealer kills several birds with one
stone. There would also be the risk of gangstas catching onto them, either
sussing them out as cops which could be detrimental to mission, or figuring
them for what they really were, and either trying for some blackmail or
busting them out -- any way you look at it it would be a bad idea. Now,
they'd prefer upscale and safe-as-houses if possible. As for safe houses,
crap neighborhoods are ideal, since people tend to mind their own business
or get shot. Someplace like Petworth would be ideal for safe houses. Aspen
Hill, however, is perfect for spooky biz.
>
> We get the lousiest benchBama excuses for lowlifes here on this side
> of the Fall Line. And no blind blues players, despite the cruel hoax
> perpetrated on the majority of Takoma Park residents
> by a couple of deranged folk singers. There are a couple wierdos
> on Red Top Road off the powerlines, though.
Cool, weirdoes are never spies; if you want to pick out a spy, pick the most
invisible person you can find. Undercover cops, for instance, generally look
like the worst of rough-trade, not like TV glamour-pusses. Undercover is
undercover, whether it's military espionage or busting out a kingpin.
For instance, emaciated Goths moping for spare change down at the corner are
probably not spies, though they might in fact be undercover cops. Old men in
golf clothes aren't likely to be undercover cops, but they'd be perfect
spies, especially if they were picking up dead-drops at churchyards, etc.
>
> Disenchanted by the folk festival constantly outside his door,
>
> - BER
>
> PS- I take it that downsizing and moving to the suburbs has removed
> even this bit of legendariness out of your beloved Aspen Hill. There's
> no real business left in the city, only spy business. We need to buy
> back all the converted nightclubs and bring back real people engaged
> in life-and death beltway bandit stuff, or at least more paper manufacturers
> (the last industry advantage remaining to the poor city). Else we will be
> sucked dry and turned into a hotel-and-hospitality colony of the white-bread
> dulles corridor entertainment industry - a city that produces nothing
> subjugated by a Virginia-based private sector that produces nothing. Oh
> the shame!!!
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Thankfully I have seen neither that nor the air-taser for some time.
This might or might not have something to do with them being illegal in
Maryland, DC and Virginia.
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What we see is more colored by our beliefs,
than what we believe is colored by what we see."