In the District

So strange to be back in DC. I've seen Christine and Ann and Margaret. They are such wonderful friends.

Tonight, I meet Ken for dinner.

I was a bit horrified by the response of my Company yesterday. Until yesterday, they refused to tell me what the Command had told them about the cancellation of my contract. They also wouldn't tell me what our first meeting would look like, or what I needed to bring in order to be prepared. I went into the room on a fact-finding mission. They were there for an interrogation. They had binder-fulls of my personal e-mail exchanges that Sjors and Mac had selected in order to create their falsehood. No surprise that the collection was edited for content and incomplete - eliminating anything that might lead someone to think that I'm a rational person. 

Of course the whole thing is so complex, involving the tactics of foreign intelligence organizations, and my company expects that two women from HR will decide whether I exercised "poor judgment". Hmmm. Would someone like to point out in the employee manual where it tells someone what to do when your phone calls are tapped and intercepted and blocked by a foreign intelligence organization, and your personal relationships are interfered with?  

"P" was a lovely, coiffed woman with nice hair (I kept looking at her frosted hair, admiring the way that it framed her face. If I hadn't been so irritated I would have offered a compliment). She was pleasant as she said to me, "This message to Mac seems...threatening." 

"Yes," I said. "It was meant to be. If, by threatening, you mean that I offered to expose his illegal activities and that I expected him to suffer the consequences for this."

It is not in their realm of experience to understand what has happened. 

Sorry folks, I'd prefer not to be on the receiving end of this witch-hunt. I've had my fill of burnings-at-the stake for one lifetime. Makes me wonder whether this has happened in a previous lifetime. Not holding my breath that these folks will be either 1) Ethical or 2) Courageous. I'm willing to be surprised but I'm also hiring a lawyer.

One interesting outcome of this meeting was that I glimpsed (for a few seconds) the Dutch depiction of events. Apparently, I became obsessed with Sjors in Fall 2010 and he "rebuffed" my advances. Seriously. If this was his testimony then he has turned into an amazing asshole and deserves his come-uppance. In the e-mail message of Stacey: 

"Wow! Wow. Well, fuck the lot of them - seriously. "Fine, mr. Dutch man - you have a big dick. Now go fuck yourself with it.", says Stacey "

I won't waste my time worrying about the potential actions of people. The important thing is that my programs persist. I will focus my attention and energy on getting these supported. I will not let the bastards crush me.