Posted 9 months ago on Aug. 15, 2012, 11:33 a.m. EST by ZenDog
from South Burlington, VT
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Continued from: Operation Dragon Ate the Chickens
I have been honest with you. I work for a governmental team. We are indexing the forum and searching for clues for "Operation Dragon".
You are an active poster prone to violent writings. We found many old posts containing threats. And, yesterday, you made a death threat for almost no reason, and now you talk about the blood of children. These are the reasons we have you on radar. Not only for the safety of all Americans, but also for your safety. The fact that you are cooperating does give you points.
if your point is to undermine your own credibility . . .
it does seem to be working . . ..
My only point is to do my job which is to find out if the threats you posted on this website have any chance of being put into execution. Are you a threat or not? That is my question.
I certainly hope so, you lyin'
It is my most fervent desire to find some means, any means to burn your pnac gallery of fools to the ground.
What's your stance on the issue with Mike?
Could you give us more information about where you stand on this issue: http://occupywallst.org/forum/it-has-been-said-we-should-take-up-arms/
Do you really believe the American people should take up arms?
read what I wrote
So, I take it you agree that we can mark you down as "potentially dangerous"? If you had the chance to take up arms today, would you do it? If you could be the leader in a taking up of arms, would you feel comfortable in that position, would you feel at home?
read what I wrote
For the record - I do confess . . .
I confess I find it interesting that you send a message with such concerns right after I visited
This is very interesting - especially so since that webpage advocates a new version of mailbox baseball - using instead of mailboxes, cameras, which are to be found installed throughout our society today.
Let me say this:
I AM NOT INTIMIDATED.
YOU CAN KISS MY ASS
You are intent on one of two things, it is quite plain:
Intimidation, and failing that -
kiss my ass
No one's here to intimidate anyone else. We are just doing our job - to serve and protect.
Do you know how many people we save each year by catching terrorists before they execute their plans? Let me tell you, there's a lot of 911s' that were avoided. You would be surprised! Your taxes pay for my job, and I intend to do it well.
The fact that you were targeted by our system shouldn't surprised you, it should instead prove to you that the government is doing their job! At the moment, this website is one of the most anti-government websites that exist. And, you are one of the most prolific posters here. And, you often use violent type rhetoric. The computer picks all that up, so it's pretty obvious we are sent here to clear the air sort of speak.
I'll be honest, from my experience you don't seem like a threat. But, of course, I have to do my job and check you out. I read your poems on the other site, and they convinced me you weren't a major threat. It's also pretty obvious from our research that you aren't very active in Vermont on the activism front. You pretty much limit your activities to the Internet which is the way we like it.
Hey, all I want is pro-Obama people on this site, instead of anarchists on the street! Keep your activities to typing and you won't have a problem.
So you really are the police -
that is your contention.
I'm a special agent. Even if I told you my name, you wouldn't find it in public records. i am not here to prove myself, that burden is on you. I'm just doing the job your taxes are paying me to do.
Now that we have each other's trust, perhaps you can tell me more about what inspires you to write poetry?
You are saying you are a federal agent?
I'm just a friend.
so you are not in law enforcement?
That's not important. What matters is your honesty. You can refer to me as "RainbowSparrow". I'm searching for "Mother Hen".
Sounds like ACDC!
Rainbow Sparrow is the name.
part three Letters From NoWhere, Going to NoOne