Mirror EarthOps!

Beware, this is craziness from a crazy man... crazy as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs... for about the same reasons.

Earth Operations Central, a wholly-owned subsidiary of TJH Internet (sole propriety) is having an extremely lousy life right now. Prospects are more than bleak. Washington, the District of Columbia is in the grip of a mass-psychosis. Some hypothesize that it's something in the water supply, or perhaps a very small but rapidly growing minority is using psychotogenic chemwar agents to progressively destabilize the local culture, and in particular to disable anyone remotely capable of leadership. Teen ninja vixens in groups of three cruise the public transit of the city bent on mayhem, using mass-produced crippling tools evidently derived from very modern medical technologies. My immediate assumption is that this is the work of such third-world social lepers as Saddam Hussein of Iraq, Muammar Gaddafi of Libya, or an amalgamation of rebel third-world militias and their clandestine supporters in industry and academia. It's even possible that some thing even more bizarre may be occurring, such as some sort of invasion by party or parties unknown, which may or may not be fully human, or even terrestrial. It's way too weird around here to even really try to sort it out. If you want to come to Washington and take a look around, don't be surprised if after you've been here for about ten minutes you feel like running screaming back to your conveyance to depart in panic haste. This will no longer be Our capital unless extreme measures are effected, and effected immediately. I will damned sure not be here much longer. I have enough problems with my mental health without trying to internalize into a mass-psychosis or widespread mania which I deem completely incomprehensible. If you're a science-fiction fan, try reading some of the classics such as Heinlein's _The Puppet Masters_, or watch one of the older classics such as _Invasion of the Body Snatchers_. There's a scene in the remake of that last film in which two of the last normal people get to watch another normal hunted down by a screaming mob of hissing replacements, which should give you some idea of what's going on here.

While at present the Constitutionally-defined Federal Establishment is itself largely unaffected, its support staff is beginning to be deeply affected, and Washington itself reels in the grip of madness as this plague spreads itself, and spreads itself intelligently. Meanwhile, the city is becoming unendurable, with the local government on the edge of collapse, with the water considered unsafe to drink even by third-world standards, and delivered through lead pipes. As the summer heats up, they're going mad in the streets downtown, there is a mass-exodus of anyone competent to manage downtown, and in the surrounding suburbs, immigrant populations are nearly-the-majority and are arriving in droves. Of course I'm paranoid, in case you hadn't figured it out, but I am not stupid, and I have read some history. I remember the Goths, and I remember the Janissaries. Rome is ringed round, as it were, and I see extremely bad signs, portents and omens.

As fast as I can arrange it, I am outta here.

I've put a lot of work into these pages, though, and will continue to do so until it's time to pull the plug. So, anyone who wishes to mirror these files is humbly requested to do so insofar as they are not copyrighted works. I figure I'll be lucky to get out of town in any shape whatsoever; it's a sure cinch that everything I have must be abandoned to the Madness. Even as Lot fled Sodom shall I flee Washington, though there are no angels here; the ongoing situation is utterly insupportable in any sense of the word. I cannot see anything except escalation occurring, and do please believe me, whatever it is that's happening here must be stopped before it spreads to the rest of the world, or humanity itself falls.

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