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The Art Of Manipulation
The art of manipulation or being a spy is something. To be a double agent or triple agent even is more interesting than one would expect.
To deal with the reality of a government. Change it just a little. By using words instead of physical assassination, one can change realities.
To get into a government or corporation and manipulate it towards good? Something very few can do. The intentions of corporations along with the state is to control the minds of the people the system of things enslaves. To change the doctrine even a bit can cause pain. Free humanity.
From Guest Contributor Clinton Siegle
Clinton is an expat, filmmaker, and story teller
The Samba
Juan Felipe surveyed the room. He knew the moment the radio plug went silent that his cover was blown. All eyes turned. Even as he sashayed to the music, he scrutinized those eyes, looking for an escape.
He would have preferred the merengue. He'd have used his partner to shield him from gunfire. Instead, he waited for the music to reach a crescendo, and then as his knees dipped, dropped to all fours and slunk across the floor towards the exit.
Later, as he waited for the interrogation, he wished he'd taken lessons rather than learning to dance reading Wikipedia.
The Daily Theme from Figment for Jan. 13, 2012(Because today’s theme hasn't arrived yet.)
Dance break: Narrate a character’s thoughts while he or she is in the midst of some serious dancing. (The character can be the most reluctant hoofer ever or Balanchine himself, but in this moment, this guy is getting down.)
The Spy Who Couldn't Spell
Agent Baker scribbled fervently on his notepad. Dr. Kupfernickel would return any minute.
The footsteps warned him. He folded his note into the perfect paper airplane and launched it through the window just as the door swung open. Baker turned confidently to face his adversary.
The paper airplane glided across the square and into the waiting arms of Agent Donnelly, who quickly read the missive.
"Is this message encoded?" asked Donnelly's puzzled partner.
"Baker is dyslexic. He can't spell. He said to wait here until he gives explicit orders. So we wait here."
They found Baker's body two weeks later.
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