Swifty and Conspiracy Control

SWIFTY AND CONSPIRACY CONTROL - 2018 INTRODUCTION: Swifty King has been called a “fixer,” a criminal, a businessman, a negotiator, a jailbird, a “shady character” and a dozen other names. Me too. I am Kyle Faust, former CEO of a Fortune Five Hundred Company and Swifty’s best pal. Business guys are always called many of those things. So, it comes with the territory, as they say. Swifty did serve nearly three years in Federal Prison for a“non-crime” back in the ‘70s. He was later pardoned, by Bush ’41 and confirmed probably accidentally, by Bill Clinton who may have thought he was one of the Puerto Rican Terrorists. Anyway, that Administration, the one before it and the two since have used Swifty’s services to accomplish things that the “genteel” of Washington politics dare not touch. Swifty King, Advice (SKA) is the name of his company now and I am sort of a partner. I retired involuntarily from my CEO position and needed something more to do. Well, now I have it. Since joining Swifty in his adventures…first part time, beginning almost twenty years ago and lately full time, I have been shot at and missed, shot at and hit and almost splattered all over the country side in an out of control airplane. I have actually shot at people myself…and hit them. Two died. It is not a good feeling, though it is better than being the guy on the other end. A couple of years ago Swifty and I got involved in a quest to figure out who was activating a series of dangerous programs known as The Synthenet. They were imbedded in video games at first and later in other communication vehicles. They were modified to influence those on the edge of sanity who could be pushed over that edge. The big difference in the subliminal and overt messages in these programs was that they provided an avenue for the users to bond; to use their group ingenuity to expand on ideas of destruction and to create new, more dangerous programs. Well, we stopped the advance of the Synthenet by running to ground the man who was financing its development and expansion. But, we could not stop what had already been started. Did Charlie Abdo, the thing in the Paris nightclub and stadium have to do with Synthenet? Who knows. Did the nut case who killed all those nice people in the black church down south start by playing a certain video game? Who knows? San Bernardino…who knows? The thing in Orlando where all the people in the LGBT nightclub were killed and injured…did that idiot start by absorbing information from the Synthenet then work with brothers in arms to devise a “killer” plan? Who the hell knows. Then there is the nearly unexplainable thing in Dallas where twelve cops were shot and five died. What about all of these lone wolf events like the Fort Lauderdale Airport shooting? Could all of that be a by-product of the Synthenet or another such program? Something is causing all of this craziness and it does not seem to be lessening. Oh, and neither does the daily slaughter in Chicago and a few other cities. Whatever the cause, we need to think of what we are lacking as a human race that allows for this kind of madness. It just goes on and on. We have no idea how to deal with it, but Swifty says that is the key word: idea. He says we have to give these people a better idea. Well, how do you do that? Again, who knows. Just as I finished the first draft of the last sentence I heard about the tragedy in Las Vegas. A seemingly normal man accumulates an arsenal in the Mandalay Bay and crafts a system for firing a simulated automatic barrage into a crowd of Country Music fans. So far, fifty-nine killed and 480 wounded. There is no way to know if this guy was receiving messages from Lippell or one of his minions through a video game or another mechanism. But, it is the kind of thing Lippell had in mind. Of course, the Left was immediately out with gun control cries. What kind of gun control? Nobody knows, but “something,” they say. Virtually no law on the books or proposed would have stopped this devil and his quest. We must keep searching for the set of answers because no single one will work. Yikes, I barely finished and some crazy man kills twenty-eight in a Texas Church. Fortunately, there was a “good guy with a gun to stop the bad guy with a gun” or more innocent people might have been killed. Help us God! After some of that and before a lot of it, another kookie idea surfaced and I fell for it, again.