Don't get me wrong my friend Steve. I don't go snooping through anyone's things unless I have some sense of justification .
It was 4am everyone was passed out drunk and I was sitting on the couch as the only one awake, sipping my glass of whiskey and thinking about when I
should start walking home.
Saw his tablet in front of my boot on the coffee table and decided to see if he had some music or if I could check the time.
It was unlocked and I saw a antifa flag pic over his photos.
Gave in to temptation (more curiousity) and what I found made me grin and I recall whispering oh so ironically
"Steve oh Steve, you have been a naughty, wicked boy!" Pic of him and two of his best friends plus a group photo of a lot of them masked from some
event 2016 that I emailed to myself and then erased the email
So far got seven other people I see around him sometimes identified as the nose and eyes in that group photo.
Steve doesn't need to know I know yet. For one no reason to make a move.
I keep secrets better than I surrender them..
Plus, I'm a strong believer in "Omerte".
So his secret is safe with me, no one needs to know who Steve is just like no one in my main circles needs to ever know that I associate with all
sorts of groups with bad reputations and all for very good reason..
Of course I do have lines, like I won't associate with Klux because even being seen in a photo with those guys is bad news, plus some low rankers
tried to lure me into the woods to stab me when I happened upon a reunion in Grand Lake Oklahoma about a decade back.
Yeah if you all ever down there in Grand lake and meet a guy named Cojak do me and the world a favor and put two in his head or a pokie in his
It's not like they wear Pillows in Grand lake.
I was already laughing with several when cojack tried to lure me off, and that's when I felt in my bones his intention to harm, and that's also when I
noticed that all the people there were white, and most the men had shaved heads ... It was by the mercy of the one who first greeted me, an older,
giant of a man, a leader perhaps, but he looked like someone who could play the bald grizzly blacksmith in a medieval show.
Well he called cojack over and they had some words, a moment later big guy looked over Cojacks head and looked right in my eyes and said "See ya man
it was nice to meet you"
I took my queue and walked back from their bonfires and music and returned to the shadows of the Night...and never will I forget the name of an enemy,
and his name was Cojack!
True story btw. Watch what parties you walk up to, and never leave a device with incriminating or exposing information unlocked while your house is
packed full of people...
Cause if Steve knew he had a "Hans Landa" in his circle of trust, and that "Hans" has been using that photo and the friends identified in it to find
out who else they have in their group by exploiting my friendly status with them all he would be very upset..
Let's not kid ourselves he would freak out get pissed and then try to oust me before all.
But the funny is he has no way to prove my affiliations.
I don't keep pictures like that and my associates names and numbers are written in a child's encryption code on a piece of paper in my home
You can thank president Bush and his patriot act for my employment of the methods with the best firewall, that being that if they want to find out
what you are up to their tech is useless, they are going to have to do it the old fashioned way.
Send some asshole to break in and Snoop around.
The old tricks are still the best. There isn't a hacker in the world who can find out what information was written down on a piece of paper and handed
off to someone else, and simply light a match when the intended recipient is done reading.
edit on 19-10-2018 by AutisticEvo because: (no