Between 16 Jan. 2009 and 17 Feb. 2009, the story of 'Devils on the March Part I-VII', was published here, of course, as fictitious, satirical, etc. Well, whatever, now, after one year, I would like to add another chapter to this horrible story. Just as a memory aid, I would like to remind the reader of how the first part of the story began: Today, at a hall, a contest was held to choose the king of the thieves.
Part VII, ended as follows: Now some people in the hall started booing him. The warlord's son shouted, "Shut up, you miserable faithless!", but the booing continued. At this juncture, the CEO beckoned at a man standing at the entrance who blew his whistle and in a second fifty armed men raided the hall. They waived their AK-47 rifles in the air, shouting: "Down with the faithless. Long live the Chief."
Thus, the selection of the king of the thieves was disrupted. When the CEO was escorted out by his foaming armed men, the maimed judges and jury, (all ex-cons), struggled to find their way out.
Soon after their wedding, the bride, a staff member to a government agency, asked her institute for leave without pay to further her education at a prestigious UK university! Of course, she had to go to a language school first for 9 months before sitting at doctoral program! She went to her language classes and returned to her lonely rented room or flat for six months. She like many soon got home sick.
Certainly, her husband who easily got a UK visa joined his newlywed wife and probably stayed with her for a couple of days, but soon he found life on the campus very boring. Therefore, he left Britain and returned to the sweet sweet habitat of the Devils. Well, although Devils' territory is replete with all kind of prostitutes, male, female, oral, and drugs, etc, the Devils policy is to cover up all forms of sanctioned corruptions in public.
In other words, the Devils in charge dispatch to the street their moral police patrol normally formed by former old 2-bit whores, all experts in corporal pleasures, to arrest innocent young females simply for exposing a strand of hair out of black burqa. Then the moral police would take the females to undisclosed places for further interrogation, i.e. selecting the hot girls for the warlords' pleasure time. Certainly, families keep the disgrace as a family secret.
Now, the warlord's son who badly needed a companion in bed, just like a nightcap, found himself in a miserable state; therefore, next morning, he packed and grabbed his passport, probably diplomatic one, and got on a plane to Bangkok where he was cordially received by hospitable professional girls. As to money, there was no problem. He, like the rest of the warlords and their families, has several bank accounts with Suisse banks, etc.
Economically, globalists' agenda encourages people like him to transfer abroad the vast amount of money the devils have collected by extortion, confiscation, stealing, etc. To a globalist the whole world is reduced to a village or rather a jacket. Does it mater, if one puts his wallet in any pocket on his jacket?