THE LAST FINAL SOLUTION
The Operation Order

The Teams waited for the Order to come out and the details were to be given to them by Brian who was anxious to make it as informal and relaxed as possible, knowing that there was a fair chance that some men may not return. It was a mission without any Military Intervention and there was no going back if they were captured. Each man was to be issued with a Cyanide pill.

Brian addressed his fifty chosen people just prior to the departure of some teams; He used an old white board and a pointer stick.

‘Are you well gentlemen and better still in good spirits?’ Yes was the group replying? He had developed a rapport with each man, having gently probed their lives and as a result they became as close to him as brothers. He feared the expendable tag and was hopeful they would all return, even if their mission was a no go.

‘I have not issued you each with a handout because they provide a splinter in the works if some decides to take it to the Tabloid press; not that anyone of you would do that however someone in admin might. Hard to say even though they are all cleared to Top secret.’” there was no response so he continued on

’You can see the Title of the Op/Rod.. Mil /into loves handles though it’s not very Original. OPERATIONS FIXIT. I hope that title provides us with our best wishes...ok can I go on.—stop if you want a break to digest but no one did so he went on.

’See the subheadings of SITUATION, MISSION, EXECUTION, ADMIN, and COMMAND AND SIGNALS which has a short title of SMEAC. An acronym. The mission is the same for all teams except North Korea and Iran and the Government requires a total destruction of both Installations irrespective of a large loss of life.

‘This means charges set everywhere while you are on the hide menu of invisibility during this part of the process I have discussed this aspect with the Teams charged and they are willing, so I need not travel any further with it’

‘Team one and Team two for the sake of completeness and to allow the other teams the scenario of which team carries out a mission in a specified location North Korea and Iran are your targets. I consider they are the most dangerous of the chosen attacks and I wish you good fortune’.

’Team three is to land in Afghanistan inside of a globe and attempt to use the Thought machine rather than destruction. You have been briefed and please remember to press hide just before you land. That is essential so that Control can monitor your conversation

′ Team four this is an experiment which has been forced on me. It is about travelling into the past to the Civil War in 1862 in an attempt to change history. No Globe just civilian clothier and the thought machine. You will be teleported—if it works-- to the War room of President Davis of the Confederacy and I wish you luck’. .

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’Brazil is a solo affair by James who has served in that area with the US Rangers. He will attempt, with the thought, machine to influence the Board of six members, who are cutting down trees in an alarming pace and as you are aware Climate Change is rushing in

’The day date and time of departure will be shortly given to each team. The mission by Team five to disband a Cult in the North West is on hold for the moment.

Good luck Gentlemen. If you have any concerns, even doubts, speak to me as soon as possible. Thank you.′ . .

TEAM THREE

The. Men of Team three sat outside under the blue ray and wondered, while they waited, if the teleportation of ten men at the same time would work. There had been some failures. Some found them separated a fair distance and others had violent headaches but deadlines were to be achieved so a globe was invented whereby all men could be seated, along with master devices, controlled by the Base Control team. Brian had serious doubts about the new idea and along with his doubts came sleepiness nights.

Big Abs the seven foot leader ran away from his country after the Taliban killed his sister and his parents for having the temerity to suggest that their interpretation of the Koran was against all the tenets written in the inspirational holy book.

Abs could not visualize a future under a leadership of people who recognized that the male gender were the only ones who could rule. Yet it took some months of imprisonment under strict American rule to convince his captors of his beliefs, until they discovered that they had the wrong man, and released him, and then he came under the radar of the Committee. He could not wait to assist them in their efforts to provide a permanent solution.

His team were resolved that the thought machine would be the best option as any killings would result in a new applicant willing to step forward. Which would continue the same terror reign; without any hiccups they guessed as one, that the Thought machine had the best chance of providing (in the long run) a permanent peace.

After a number of false starts(due to the danger of teleportation. of ten men inside of a globe) Control felt it was still the best option and pushed for the execution though Brian still had reservations of them getting back home, as it was discovered that no more than four teleportation’s each, were advisable. Anything over that figure could result in death, due to a brain clot.

The Globe had a raft of electronic devices which would ensure invisibility at the exact time and send/receive apt communication .However the globe could not determine or detect any hidden bombs or where they were and as a result it was ad- hoc.Put them down—invisible or otherwise on unlearned ground were the orders.

The men entered their global tomb and within minutes were whisked to Afghanistan and right into the middle of fierce fight between warring factions and right onto a buried IED—the terror of the Coalition forces, which had left some twenty years before, due to rising casualties. The ten trapped men never knew what happened when they were blown to pieces and the repercussions followed.

Brian was devastated and showed it in his rage. He had made many friends within Team three and made no bones about it He screamed at the Control team and his Superiors—yelling out I told you so—a waste of lives and idiots who did not know what they were doing. There reply did not sit well with him.

‘We told you at the start about casulaties.You were too emotionally involved Brian. You knew they were expendable. This is a War and you had better get with it or we’ll replace someone else, less subjective to get the job done.’ Brian sulked for days as did the other teams who now started to feel vulnerable.

TEAM FOUR.

Brian was told to move on with team four which was in his opinion a loopy plan to send a team back to the past in an effort to change history. Some members of the Committee were re enactors of the War and wished to try out if the War could be stopped and change the face of the Nation.

1862 was selected when the South had the upper hand. The team were dressed in civilian clothes and transported right into the Confederate War room before they had a chance to try the Thought machine. President Davis ordered that they be tried as Northern Spies and be hanged at 8am the next day.

It took Control a lot of button pressing to remove the men back to the present day and those members suffered with severe migraine headaches for many days. They were released from the program and resettled. Brian was once again furious and made his point of view so adamant that the members who thought it would be a lot of fun was instantly told to pack their bags, in spite of the reverse heat that some of them belonged to the US Congress and had made complaints.

TEAM ONE AND TWO.

The mix of South Korean and Chinese volunteers sat inside of their Globe and within seconds they were whizzed to a location near the Nuclear Installations. The globe was immediately put into Hide mode.

Two men set off in the night armed with explosives and set the charges and wondered how easy it was in spite of the guards Six invisible others set charges on the roof while the reaming two set their charges at the Security gate and Control room.

The procedure was viewed in the base control room with the Globe. The eight men circled back and sat near the globe at a safe distance. A signal was sent to Base Control who pressed the remote buttons. Huge explosions rocked the entire area and it was discovered later that all of the scientists and their staff lost their lives.

The Command Centre high fived each other on the success and received a thank you call from the President.

Team Two, in IRAN was a doppelganger, a great success as well, and the same woops of joy echoed back to the Globe. The Command Centre was assured that no more threats would come from those two countries and the World Government was in accord. Team one and Team Two were put to sleep with drugs, which affected their memories.

They were all unable to recall what had been done and in that fashion the World Government was assured that, no books. No movies or interviews, with a curious press would ever embarrassment the Government.

TEAM FIVE

The members of Team Five were moved up the ladder, upon insistence from the Committee, who were disturbed about a surge in Current Affairs programs, which spoke about the many lawless deeds of some Cults regarding kidnapping of children and alleged sexual abuse of minors. Team five was totally spiked with former members who had an axe to grind about the cults. Some never saw their relatives again after being expelled for speaking out, which had consequences when the Leaders preached against the dissidence and placed restraint orders against them. And it was all done in the name of God.

A series of helpful eye opening seminars were conduced by the FBI and their specialists whose data was enormous regarding actual comes committed by the Cults and their brothers; the hard line right wing Christians The students were encouraged to ask any question about dogmas and the structure of the hierarchy of the Cults.

At the conclusion of a very informative Lecture the students stood and clapped the speaker after he had described, in simple terms, the largely two types of religious dogma. They remembered his words and some recorded them Gary spoke softly but with a hint of a fire brand, helped by gestures and clenched fists striking the air.

‘A uses the power of intimidation’.

′ A governs with the fear of failure (if one strays from the flock he is dammed’)

‘The dammed are sentenced to a form of Dante’s inferno-burning in Hell.’

‘A leaves no room to challenge and questions are not tolerated.’

‘A spurns anything which smatters of the psychic who trades with the devil. anyone to reach for the good—rather search for it in anyone’

‘B believes God is within us if we care to search.’

‘B believes dream and signs are significant and should be examined.’

‘Do you agree with these conclusions gentlemen?’ A resounding yes went up

The Team Leader Robert asked a question

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We may be asked to kill in order to carry out our mission. What about the Ten Commandments?′ Gary was thoughtful and pursed his lips just after he looked back from the white board.

’We are at war men—believe it. The World, us, has it in our power to lesson groups which are after all, destroying our precious environment. Stupid graffiti people splash signs everywhere which need to be scabbed with the residue running down gutters. This is all about that.

Climate change is established and to those disbelievers who are still bound on destroying the environment, even if it is by dropping garbage, wasting precious resources and other such dangers, well they need to be taught hard lessons and I am confidant that those lessons will shortly arrive on our doorstep .

I believe the Military will be engaged in rounding up those despoilers and carry them off to an institution where they can be retrained.′ Robert scratched his head thinking that the speaker was bursting out with some radical views.

‘Gary.—what are you saying? Like the stocks—like lashing. Sounds like it to me.’ Gary became annoyed that he was being questioned when after all he had been roundly applauded.

‘If the cap fits yes. I believe in the stocks’

‘What about the death penalty for someone dropping a Lillie paper then?’

‘That is ridiculous. Thank you for listening.’ Gary darted away

‘Silly bloody Ass.’

Robert looked around to see if anyone agreed with him but no one did. But he spoke up again.′ look at you -can’t you see. He is just like the autocrats he spoke about and just like the ones we escaped from. Boys keep you on track. Don’t know how he got into the act’s am going to speak to Brian about him.′ He did.

‘Yes. He is so wrapped in the Climate change issue that he wants everyone in Goal .I will not recommend him again to the Committee OK.?’ Robert nodded and walked off to tell his team that they were to be teleported (two at time on this occasion to two Cults in the North West of the Country).

They gathered at 8am the next day for a final talk with their beloved Brian. Many of them were still grieving for Big Abs and his crew. John remarked at the final conference.

‘Brian you already know my views. That I talk to dead people’ Brian had many chats with John and was not prepared to dismiss those matters because his Grandmother was a well know medium and although he did not admit very often; his father appeared to him, on a few occasions, indeed they shook hands.

‘Yes. I do. Very interesting but do tell us .I am sure some will agree and others will be skeptical.’

‘Abs sat on my bed on the last night after we heard about it .Indeed he gave me a piece of paper with the name of an Uncle and his address in Pakistan. He wants me to write to his Uncle and tell him that he is happy in the afterlife. I feel I must but I know the risks. What shall I do?’

‘Do not send him an email—whatever you do. Leave it with me. I reckon when you’re finished with this mission send it then, by letter, but put it on hold. It would not get through without a forwarding address and you can’t use our address. Take a holiday after this. Maybe India and send it frm there how’s that?’

‘Sounds Good. Thanks Brian.’ The Team thought how clever Brian was and how quick he’was on his feet. Robert spoke about it just before the hour of takeoff.

‘No doubt about Brian he can pull a rabbit out of the hat.’

8 Am’ Use a collective thought’ they were told before departure’ maybe something like. I am a Buddhist but I love you and would like to visit and address you and your people.′

The team agreed that the Cult hated any other religion and especially Buddhists who were doomed to hell. ‘That’ll get the hairs on their necks standing up.’ They all roared as did Brian and within seconds the men started off in pairs until they were safely at their destination.

They watched with their buttons on hide in a close area near the Toilets and one by one the flock ran in. The sounds of toilets being flushed proved that their words worked. ‘Wouldn’t Gary love to be here listening to all that waste going out into the lake’ Said Geoff------ the quiet one---- in his usual dry manner with a sting in the tail.

‘Shush. I can hear the faint sounds of a set of stocks being made by Gary’ And the team suppressed their giggles at their Leader’s comment. Just to be sure they stayed longer and repeated the exercise .Within 24hours of being phoned by people saying they were Muslims, Catholics and John saying he was Spiritualists the Cult had had enough and a sign was put up on the door. THIS CHURCH IS CLOSED

The mission was a success. No one was hurt and the Team enjoyed the Thought machine as did Brian who put in a glowing report to the Committee. In which he wrote.

Team Five achieved much by using the Thought machine and I am thrilled with their success. I do not expect any repercussions from that Cult however the members of Team Five are quite happy to avail them selves again, should the need arise. I imagine we will need them again as some of these Cults have a habit of bouncing back.′

TEAM BRAZIL (JAMES)

It seems a bit silly to call me a team but my friend pulled out with an old occurrence of Malaria from his days in Central America, with the Army Engineers. He would have been a valuable source and good backup, if I had reverted to a bomb with his being an expert in that area. For awhile I didn’t think I would get a berth and I was going to object if the Globe came back which was not a success when it killed poor big Abs and his mates. He was a great guy and a champion wrestler in his country. I was looking forward to seeing him take it up again here and offered to be his manager.

I know my way around Rio and could make my way to where the business people who were causing the ruckus: they were sitting on their bums ordering the chopping down of trees which drove indigenous people away from their natural life.

The more I get to think about them the more I start thinking –maybe I ought to just kill the bastards:.I know a bit about that place and have bumped a few off-- you see I was a US Ranger and served in that great and beautiful Country. Sometimes at the United States of America Embassy, supposedly as a Guard but it was actually Intelligence gathering.

I smile to myself nowadays when I think about the word Intelligence because most of my intelligence went for a long walk- a bloody long walk- when I fell from grace –however I’ve got it back now, got the full deck.

There are Jewish people in the family, somewhere and they would love my recent operation (so do I actually) I try to push the shame away of falling off the perch. Who would believe I ever fell off a perch with my size eighteen feet. I still remember the thrill of planting my foot up the behind of a man splashing paint over a War Memorial. When I picked him up off his trembling bruised ass I arrested him. Gee I miss that power now that my health is restored.

Brian guessed I would make my own way to Rothay have my CV which says Ranger Corporal. Bronze Star, Purple Heart and other stuff- I was involved in insertions with teams and am a fully qualified Parachute trooper and a diver. Quite impressive some one once said when I went into the NYPD.

I re started my body once Brian had me under his wing and I got back into sleeping rough and eating rough: the instincts have come back. I could now hear a snake fart in Egypt and can isolate the sounds of insects in the night. As well I have a pair of night glasses and a sleeping bag. It’s all go.

An army spotter plane took me in close and I chute out into the Jungles outside of Que, Mado about 30ks from Ryobi made my way to Rio gradually, conserving energy and taking naps on the way and all the time I kept alert with the plans I had quickly made and rehearsed, about the Gentlemen from the Business Board.

I really did think about wasting them all. But is that permanent. Some other mob would take over with the same greed and the same axe and the same timber cutters who are guys that do anything for the money.

Yet here I am this recent re vitalized bloke who was close to death because of his own stupidity who closed down on life- and blamed his unfaithful wife, who ran off with my kids. Shit happens and I am, not the only one. Some of the teams people had similar experiences and It seems to me they gathered up a lot of guys who wouldn’t be missed if the bogey man caught up to us.

And then along came Brian the stoic scot who with his inner strength took us from the gutter and re made us. And because I am surrounded by people who believe in God they have rubbed off on me: my views have changed.

I now think it was God who started the ball rolling and by the powers he invested in me I fully intend to honor him for my new life. And I ain’t going back on that I prayed to him each night on my walk through the Jungle and I know good things will come my way from this moment on.

The Thought. Machine was the answer. Nice and clean. No bloods no need to ask God for forgiveness. I sent a text to Brian that night when I was listening to the insects.

‘Brian. You may not believe this but on my walk I have found God. I knew you helped but he is the one who helped you. I am still the same dry man with a same views on many thinks except now I feel I will live each day—not as a Saint—but really handling most of my big stuff over to God. The Thought machine is the way forward. Keep you posted.’

‘He sent me a text as I knew you would deliver and that you are back on track. I am proud of you. Use the special long distance new version of the hand held machine let me know how it goes’ Yes great about you and God. You must tell me later how you achieved it because I reckon I need him in my life as well...Cheers.’

I walked around Rio quite visible with no need to press the hide button at this point and besides who would know me in this big City of millions. I came up to the building where they met and saw the day date and time on a bulletin when the men would meet. It was tomorrow at 10am. Phew how lucky is that. Thanks God I whispered.

I booked into a Hotel nearby and took a room and was served up a delicious meal paid for with my US Government Credit Card. I woke early and showered and gazed at my new body in the full length mirror just as a maid walked past and smiled at me. I covered up quickly

‘Is there a food order Mr. Martin.?’ I was puzzled that she knew my name and then I said.

’My name is James; you may as well know that because you have seen the rest of me.’She giggled a bit and I realized then and there how beautiful she was and I gasped when I realized she looked just like my ex-wife Mary with the blue eyes and the black curly fringe drooping over her forehead.

‘I am Mary.’ She said and I felt dizzy. Like a wave of some ancient past had come into my mind when I visualized her riding a horse and I was riding alongside of her We looked to me like Mongolians on small horses. I saw there were no rings on her fingers. I broke the silence of her steady eyes and said.

‘You remind me of someone long ago.’ The big generous smile flooded her face

‘Maybe in another life.’ This floored me with the recent micro seconds of us both in Mongolia on small horses. Though I took her as a person who knew a lot more than she presented.

I remembered old Auntie Joan who the family laughed at because of her visions but she was spot on with the tarot cards and the tea leaves she even frightened my drunken old Cop father who kept his distance because she knew too much.

‘Actually this might sound silly but I had a vision of you and me riding those small Mongolian horses in ancient times. You see I had an Auntie who was a medium.’

‘I am a medium. Actually a healer as well. And you could be right about Mongolia. It has happened like that for me.’

‘Are you one of those Brazilian Healers? I have heard about? Could you fix an old shoulder wound for me.?”’

‘Here is my card. Ring me in a few days when you have finished your task.’ Unusual words I thought which prompted me.

‘I will. I do have an urgent task.’

‘I know—Good luck. You have been sent by God.’ Bloody hell has she read my mind. She turned back from the door and said.

‘But mind your words.’ I watched her walk away with those great hips and felt my loins stirring. Everything is working -I thought-.I thought I had lost you Willie

The sun woke me up and I re read my mantra and then thought about God. I knelt down and said.

‘This is an important mission God. I leave it to you guide my words please. Amen’

My vision of the board came straight into my mind and there they were the six of them. I pressed the thought button and the waves went out as I thought. Please disband the Company you are all destroying a great country and displacing many people’

I watched the screen which I placed on full and saw them quietly flicking pens. No one spoke but in turn they got up and rushed to the toilet. I even sent the wave to the toilets; the leader came back and spoke to a man.

’I heard a voice and had to go to the toilet. I was very angry and it was like talking to ME .I said to the voice-- how bloody dare you idiot-- and then suddenly I felt sick, because I said those words. I am troubled.

The voice told me to disband the company because of Climate change and we are destroying this great land Am I being silly.′

‘No your not --the voice spoke to me and I too was angry and after I yelled at the voice, I was sick too my daughter says we are destroying the country and should stop logging.’ The four others came in as well and listened.

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′ I am going to Church. I think God has spoken to me. ′ The others followed him into a nearby Church and I knew then I had won the battle. I texted straight away to Brian

The Company posted a note of the board to all shareholders that the logging was stopping immediately and all the workers would be paid a month’s wages. I felt sorry for the workers but the weight of opinion from the science is heavily weighed against logging of precious old trees, also with the undergrowth destroyed in the process.

I rang Mary for an appointment and sent a message to Brian asking if I could stay another week.

‘Good – Good’ he said with joy in his voice. And added ‘give my regards to Mary and her father Edward. She once saved my life.’

‘You old Codger—you are setting me up here with her.’

‘You never know your luck in the big City son. Catch you later –but I suspect it will be much later’” I heard him chuckle when he closed down the mobile

The Hotel rang for a cab and as soon as it was there I told him the address. He moved his rear vision mirror and looked in it and spoke as we drove to Mary’s address.

‘She has fixed my old back. Mary is our best healer and is her father. So say Hello to her for me. I am Raol.’

‘I will Raol thanks.’ I paid him and watched as he drove off. I waited for the traffic to slow and when there was a break I darted across the road. I only heard the sound of squealing brakes and in fact I do not remember the thud and then it was just black until funny lights came into my vision. I seemed to be halfway between awake and sleep I was not aware of how life changing that moment was during that time I kept hearing the music of my favorite groups.

Although I wasn’t born when Glee hit the scene I became a Glee tragic. I bought all of their CDs and their DVDs and frequently had Glee fixes when I was off duty. I love their theme song of ‘Don’t stop believing’ and of course they were all about New York and Broadway

I also had all of Peter Allen the Gay Icon from Australia with his CDs and records, who was born out of his time. As a result of all those loves of music this included Freddie Mercury and Elton John. I carried a hope in my heart, when I was a Cop a lot later, that the Gay people would one day not be hounded to death.

And I never met a Gay who was a pedophile, which I used to tell my guys in the NYPD, though some sniffed their noses at my view of the Gays.

I have always spoken out and it got me in a lot of trouble yet some one somewhere kept a weather eye on mea Tarot reader once told me I was to be protected but I would have a period where I was a lost soul, unwilling to help myself and I would be like a snail who carried his house on his back. Christ how right that was and I have never trodden on a snail since Let alone eaten one....

“Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow for tomorrow will be anxious for itself: let to day’s trouble be sufficient for the day’s own troubles”

Matthew 6:34.