Friday.....Friday.....Friday...blah blah blah

Fri Sep 16, 2005

Well its Friday again and I doubt if anyone has even noticed the lack of reports the last few weeks but I didn't feel like writing anything so there.


Updates: The political prisoners are all moved out to the gulags and the holding area has been renovated for other uses. The Feline tried to lay claim to the area but was removed by security personnel. The canines didn't seems to show much interest in the change at all. The canines are rather oblivious to most things I've noticed. The move was made without incident and completed easily all the prisoners moved are doing well in their new homes. There was one casualty in this although the medical staff say the loss was due to natural causes as the prisoner was not doing well to start with.

With the coming of autumn it is hoped things will cool down in the workers paradise and perhaps there will be more issues to report between the canines and the feline. As it sits right now the canines have the feline outnumbered and the feline has the canines outclassed. Which leaves us in a bit of a stalemate situation. Minor attacks have been carried out on both sides but neither has taken an obvious advantage. I had hoped with the coming of cooler weather the canines will come out of the dog days of summer and do something but so far its not happening.

I fear the stalemate will continue and my boredom with the situation will lead to drastic measures being taken. But for the time being I am simply enjoying some time off and having no political prisoners to have to manage is quite enjoyable. I think I will have to incarcerate one of the canines soon just to give the security/death squad troops something to do but we will deal with that in its time. Bored security/deathsquad troops is not a good thing, right now I have the different squads reporting on each other just to keep them busy.

So I think I will close this report on this note. Remember..I have crazy bored security/deathsquad troops and I'm not afraid to use em. So please for the sake of the monitors in this society speak clearly while your plotting. I mean mumbling is just rude and it gives the monitors a little too much leeway in reporting what you say and trust me you don't want them getting creative. Till next time remember We know what your up to........ and we wont tell if the check is big enough.

(Editors Note: This is the last of the historical record. I am not certain but I think I may be able to convince the  Beloved Patriarch\Revered Leader\ President for Life to send me more updates as I understand there have been some changes to the workers paradise since these were written. You may have noticed a change in title for the author He informs me the addition was "forced" upon him by the insistence of his loving subjects...err fellow citizens. We will see if I can get him to give us any more updates in the future.)

Friday....Big freakin whoop.

Fri Aug 12, 2005 

It was a dark and stormy night in the workers paradise. Things were thin, like shoe leather that had walked over too much concrete. Life had that sad repetition like a scratched LP with a dull needle in the stylus. Always revolving over the same groove in a Satchmo album.

OK ENOUGH OF THAT........


Lets just say SSDF this week and move on. I'm sure you all have something much more important to do than read this issue of the reports from the workers paradise and say to yourselves " Self, this looks the same as the last report." So in the interest of brevity which a far better writer than myself has already pointed out, "is the soul of wit". I will leave you gentle reader with this thought...... Tune in next week when you can hear the Feline say......