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  “And further 50.000 kr. to ‘The Local Times’ if they guarantee to bring this version,” Svendsen concluded.

  “I guess I can deliver a contract signed by the editor-in-chief along with information, where to transfer the two equal amounts – they always need money in the papers,” said Mrs. Nielsen. She had already another obituary ready for the next Sunday.

  Projecting 9/11

  They had agreed on ‘The New Pearl Harbor’ in September 2000, the “catastrophic and catalyzing event,” which should open ‘The War on Terror’ as the old ‘Pearl Harbor’ had opened for America’s participation in the Second World War. In the meantime, the precondition for this nasty plot, the Republican Presidency, had been forced through in an election campaign full of cheat and still won by the other candidate – only a juridical intervention saved George Bush 2nd after weeks of stalemate (four years later, he succeeded in stealing the election for the second time, but that is another story).

  “The main act must take place in New York against a symbol of finance, while the second will aim at a symbol of national defence,” said a person, let us call him W, at a meeting in New York in February 2001, shortly after the imposter’s inauguration. “We have already chosen the main objects. Here in New York, it is the WTC, whereas ...”

  He was interrupted by an elderly man: “But we tried already to get rid of WTC in 1993.”

  “That was an abortive attempt. This time, we shall make sure it falls. We shall anyhow soon have to get rid of the building because of the asbestos pollution,” said W.

  “Couldn’t we simply get rid of it in a peaceful manner?” persisted the intruder.

  “We investigated that. It would cost more than 40 billion dollars. Can you tell us from where we are going to take that cute little sum?”

  The elderly man suddenly felt very old and lonely. He decided not to interrupt the younger reformer any more. W. continued: “We are working on a plan according to which a demolition could be carried out free of expenses.”

  The group was nervously excited and demanded further details. One of them said, “We have previously received the estimate, that even a conventional demolition, would it be legal, would cost between 3.5 and 4 billions of dollars. That alone is a huge sum of money. And how could you possibly perform such an illegal act? The whole World will be watching!”

  W. laughed. “Indeed it will be illegal. That is part of the plan. Like in 1993, it will be a terror act and they are, as far as I know, anyhow illegal. The nation will be stunned. But let us not talk about such consequences now. From your point of view, the main obstacle is to find an economical solution to the demolition, never mind the political gain it may cause.”

  Another of the participants argued: “But how can you be sure that it will fall this time? And how can you avoid that it suddenly breaks over? Controlled demolition has never been carried out on such high buildings”

  “I can only briefly refer to a conversation I had a few days ago with an expert on such matters,” W. answered. “A few years ago, the army developed a new potent explosive, which they had already tested on buildings. The result is, that all concrete and soft parts like for instance wood are transferred to a dust that is simply blown away over the Atlantic Ocean while the metal parts, when carefully disintegrated then falls to the ground - under the place where they were before the demolition. The new explosive, which consists of so-called nanotermites, is able to cut through thick steel beams.”

  “What about another soft part of the buildings, the humans, are they also simply transfigured to dust and blown over the Atlantic?” The old man had recovered and introduced some ancient moral concepts from the last millennium.

  “We shall, of course, try to keep the human toll as small as possible. Once this has been said, I beg you to recall, that all big entrepreneurial projects have a human price, also the WTC may have cost some lives. I hope the demolition will cost less.”

  “That will be difficult, since there were no fatalities, only 35 serious injuries when this complex was built.” The old man felt in the reaction from the others that it was time to stop arguing.

  “We shall try our best, but a certain collateral damage cannot be excluded. If you agree on this principle, we shall continue in two groups: one dealing with ownership and the economical aspects, another with the planned demolition and associated terror attack - including means to reduce the body-toll by the event,” finished W.

  After some further discussion, it was decided with overwhelming majority to continue with W.’s plan – in fact, the only vote against was forwarded by the old man, who died the following day from a heart attack, I think, or something similar, as must be expected by anyone in high age.

  W. worked fast. Already the following week, his subcommittee met.

  “The problem is, that we have to deal with two towers, which must both disappear on one occasion – and the solution to the problem is, that both shall be hit by aircrafts in a spectacular way. With a delay of around an hour then, the demolition shall follow. The event will be transmitted live ...”

  “How can it be live, if nobody expects it?” interrupted A.

  “Good point. We shall hardly be able to show the first collision, but since there will be two planes, we can let the second ‘dock in’ 10-15 minutes later. The first plane will leave unmistakably wing-scar plus some fire, and when the second plane arrives, nobody will be in doubt that there has been one before for the first tower.”

  Another man, B., lit a cigar and simultaneously asked, “Will the fire not ignite (puff ... puff) the explosion?”

  “I can only refer to the explosion master as I posed the same question,” answered W. “The kerosene, with which the plane shall be loaded, burns with a much lower temperature than needed to ignite the explosives.”

  “But how should it then be able to cause a collapse?” continued B.

  “People see an impressive plane collision – at least the second will be very impressive – and shortly afterwards the tower collapses; everybody will believe that the two events are related. The fire melted the steel and afterwards the weight of the collapsing floors” created a successive collapse of the underlying – and if they don’t get it immediately, the media shall tell them what to believe. After all, we control the media almost worldwide!”

  “I know,” said B.

  “You said hijacked planes. Where should they come from?” asked A.

  “It is not quite decided yet, but they will probably come from an airport with a security service under a friendly organization, like Boston or even Newark.”

  “But if they are hijacked, they are bound to be intercepted,” said D.

  “May I answer that remark,” interrupted R. “We shall change the rules for interception of airplanes in advance.”

  “Besides, we shall keep most of the airplanes occupied elsewhere through participation in manoeuvres and exercises,” added C.

  “How shall the explosives be planted, it normally takes a couple of weeks,” asked E.

  W. grasped again the initiative: “The explosion master told me that less than two weeks suffice with many helpers and the new explosive, which can virtually be painted on. However, he also set a limit of the helpers, in order to maintain an overview. So splitting them into two shifts, we need about hundred young men for each tower – and no whistleblowers among them.”

  “That excludes using American young men,” remarked B.

  “How about using Israeli craftsmanship,” suggested Z.

  “Why Israeli? What have they got to do with it?” asked B.

  “The terrorists shall be Arab. It will be the clash of civilizations, as Levi Strauss called it,” explained W. “You can be sure to find Yeshiva-students who shall keep silent.”

  “And THAT is very good for Israel,” said N, who had so far not taken part in the discussion. “But forget about the Yeshiva-students, they are not good for any practical work. It doesn’t help being able to keep silent if you have nothi
ng to talk about. The other men laughed.

  “Who, then, do you suggest for this job?” asked R

  “We can definitely sort out 200 former IDF soldiers who will work for money and keep silent for ideological reasons,” concluded N.

  This was essentially what came out of this meeting. Important fundamental decisions had now been made.

  The subgroups worked patiently along. In the beginning of July, several obstacles had been cleared, as detailed described at a meeting in Washington, where W. summed all events up: “The Israeli sent us two hundred of young veterans, now disguised as art students and a minor group as moving firm employees. They are now being educated in their responsibilities, either to implant the explosives in, or simply to transport it to WTC. The chief of security will take care of that they are admitted, but for certain areas, a complete lock-down of the towers will be necessary – it is already planned. The big event is going to take place on September 11.”

  “That’s about time. We have a lot of political problems, and the opposition is still fighting over the Florida election,” commented R.

  “Don’t worry, all discussion will end with our new Pearl Harbor. But continue, what have you achieved in your responsibility sphere?”

  “We are preparing the Pentagon for attack. We wanted an aeroplane of some sort, but that’s impossible, so we shall have to go for a missile, aiming at a ‘hot spot’ in the building which is just being enforced; the leading engineer guarantees that only the outer ring will be affected, and that part of the building is anyhow closed for the reconstruction.

  Then there are the surveillance cameras, they are of two categories: public and private. The public ones, over the neighbouring highway, will be out of function as usual, when we are performing some action, but the two private ones, on a neighbouring gasoline station and a hotel, we shall have to ask the FBI to confiscate immediately after the action before they can manage to make any copies.”

  “Be assured of our loyal participation,” M. added and turned back to his silent participation.

  “Good. Let me hear further from New York, please C.”

  “First, we decided, as R. mentioned, not to use real passenger-loaded airplanes for the action.”

  B. was not informed. “Why not?”

  “It is better to direct a remotely controlled plane, guided by hot-spots, against WTC, than a standard plane. You never know what a skilled pilot can figure out, once he has lost control over his plane,” said Z.

  “And what about the original four planes?” B. persisted.

  “We shall first let them land in Cleveland, where NASA can take care of them. Presently, their further fate is not decided upon,” continued Z.

  “Send them to the moon,” suggested B. Several in the company laughed politely.

  C. remained serious. “It is not necessary for you to know so many details. You shall be in Florida and it will be easier for you to act surprised if there are a few surprises left.”

  B. was somewhat offended. “Does that mean that my presence is no longer required?”

  “So it is,” confirmed C. drily.

  “Then I wish you good luck!” said B. and left.

  “You insulted him,” said R.

  “He will recover,” replied C. “After all, contrary to you all, he is in the lucky position not to carry general responsibility by knowing too much.”

  “Nobody will decide about responsibility, I hope,” murmured somebody. A thoughtful intermission followed.

  W. interrupted the silence. “We should not be afraid of many victims. The part of Pentagon hit will, as R. argued, be almost empty. In New York, there will be more victims from the collision, but the collapse is going to take place at least an hour later, so most of the people present will have ample time to evacuate the buildings, even if they are forced to take the stairs. Many offices shall be scheduled to open later that day and the bosses will be absent, called to meetings far away from the WTC. And L., can you tell us about the last target?“

  L. had been silent by the meeting so far, but now, in front of all the important men (and one woman, who remained equally silent), he blurred with enthusiasm. “For the last plane, we found a brilliant solution to which not a single drop of blood will be spilled. We found a place in Pennsylvania where we can simulate an airplane crash – without the airplane itself, which will by then have landed in Cleveland. The details ...”

  “No details here and now, L.!” interrupted W.

  “Why don’t we let it fly to Washington and attack the Congress or the White House?” asked the woman.

  “The hijackers wanted to, at least that is what we claim. However, we have several options with the New Pearl Harbor, and one of them is to get rid of WTC the cheap way. We do not wish to create further destruction. The attack on Pentagon is a sacrifice we make in order to make it an attack on America, which is the precondition for certain political advantages from this project. But we do not want further destruction in Washington. E., would you please go on telling about the hijackers?”

  “We have already been planning this for long. Our heroes do not know they are going to be famous, neither will they ever guess the role they are assumed to have on the crucial day. For each of the four planes, three Arab men are training at various flight schools. We are simply keeping them occupied until their big day comes.”

  “Why only three hijackers, we agreed on five per plane,” said W. angrily. “You miss eight of these scoundrels!”

  “We shall find some names to fill the crews up,” said E. reluctantly without admitting any guilt. “People won’t ask for any details when they see the WTC come down.”

  “We shall instruct our controlled press not to ask any embarrassing questions. Unfortunately, we can only do so after the attack,” concluded W.

  “Leaves me to report the air control,” said K. “We have decided to make another exercise at NORAD on the day. A lot of other airplanes are simulated to be hijacked with their transponders turned off. At first my assistants will play the game and not suspect any malice, later the chaos is complete.”

  “And the consequences?” somebody asked.

  “There won’t be any,” claimed K. “C. sent the majority of the fighter planes on holiday and R. grounded the rest with his new regulations recently.”

  “Exercises, not holidays,” grunted C.

  “Before we finish, may I add a comment,” said S.

  “Please do,” granted W.

  “As you know, I am leasing WTC with effect from later this month. The demolition will cost more than the insurance will cover. Therefore, I have looked for another solution to the problem. If I sacrifice my own part of the WTC, the Solomon Bros. building, or tower 7, I believe I can pay the cost for the insurance sum then added.”

  W. responded angrily: “We shall do nothing of the kind. There will be two aeroplanes, one for each tower. Anything else will look strange – suspicious – even obvious.”

  “But ... but how shall I pay the demolition?” stuttered S.

  “If necessary, you must negotiate again. I thought the deal would make you rich, that is, I still think so. Under no circumstances may you let a third tower disappear, whatever good you insured it. Is that understood?”

  “If you insist,” answered S. with badly disguised disappointment.

  “And no use of your knowledge in business on the bourse! What we have agreed here, must remain absolutely secret, before and after the event,” C. emphasized. And thereby the meeting ended.

  Many preparations later, the big day arose, September 11, 2001, the day that changed the World. Many things went wrong. Many more people fell victim to the crime than the gang-leaders (excuse me for not using their honourable titles) had considered an acceptable ‘collateral damage.’ In New York, the demolition – a World record – succeeded while the explosive acted too strongly so that all concrete, glass. furniture and entrapped humans were transfigured to an immense (and toxic) cloud, which spread over the city and s
till, more than 10 years later, claims health and lives. What was not foreseen was the rapid progression of Orio Palmer and his colleage fire-fighters to the not-so-fiercely-burning stocks in the South Tower, which he reported over radio, thereby prompting the premature demolition of the building. In the North Tower, people were trapped above the touching level of the first plane. Although only approx 17,500 people were present in the towers when the first plane collided, the number killed was unexpectedly high; many employees had been warned not to come to work, and all the bankers had a meeting at safe distance in Ofutt AFB, Nebraska, where they were later visited by the pResident on his way back from Florida to the front – after all, America was at war with ... eh, Russia, China, Lichtenstein or whoever was it?

  In Washington, the missile which penetrated Pentagon was also too strong for the expectations and penetrated two active working buildings. Thereby, not just a few renovation workers were killed (to the organizers an acceptable ‘collateral damage’), but 125 persons, including some with military rank. The offices of the VIPs were at the other side of the building-complex and never in real danger.

  In Cleveland, passengers and crews of the four planes met at NASA Research Centre, but their future fate is uncertain. I believe they were all killed as possibly awkward witnesses, since the organizers of 9/11 have already proven their ability in this direction. My own guess is, that all these 255 people were taken to one of the four planes (now remotely controlled) and in the late evening flown north over Hudson Bay. In more than 30,000 feet altitude, the cabin pressure and light was suddenly released; oxygen masks came down over each seat, but no oxygen flowed. Within a few minutes, after a brief panic, nobody moved anymore. When the plane disappeared in the polar sea, it had long been quiet in the cold cabin.

  All the spectacular ‘coincidences’ and mistakes, which should have woken up any sceptical mind of middle intelligence, were compensated by collaboration of the totally uncritical press.

  Of course, all this is speculative, but in the absence of reliable information, I find this approach permissive. Many demand a new investigation, but what does a new whitewash commission bring? There is no point in asking the criminals again to investigate themselves.

  Schou’s Evolution Theory

  It was a dark and stormy night. The rain hammered on the window and far away, one could hear the horns from a ship in the fog. But wait a moment: heavy rain and dense fog do not match and the sea is far away. Suddenly I realized: I was lying here and could not sleep while I was occupied with the deeper problems of life and close to a solution stood – no, wait, I found it, I solved the problem with this simple formula:

  A=β*

  Do I hear a serenade? The trumpets are overwhelming; it must be in the higher spheres that they are celebrating finally to receive the correct answer to this problem of life, as you know from the popular series in television. Specialists will know how to value this spectacular breakthrough and it was me, John Schou, who have recognized it. Forever shall my name be connected to this event ... if it wasn’t for a small problem:

  Waking up, I had suddenly forgotten, which were the parameters behind A, β and c, but I am certain that the formula is correct. A popular interpretation could be: “The hair is too long, pointing in all directions and wasn’t combed for a long time.” I guess, other geniuses (if you in all modesty will permit me this comparison) had similar problems. The aging Charles Darwin, e. g., should have suffered from similar symptoms. The old man was apparently somewhat forgettable albeit he had set up a fascinating theory.

  But why am I now talking about Darwin? Oh, I am slowly remembering; the fog is rising, soon the sun comes through and also in my head clarity comes through. It was all about his evolution theory, the topic of our discussion yesterday. Where is the proof of this theory? I had ironically claimed that I had known several ‘missing links’ in person – some species lived perhaps here in our street. And then we considered the pickpockets of a certain nation (the foreign ministry has asked me not to reveal which, fearing diplomatic consequences).

  Suppose, musical quality would be proportional to the length of the length of the fingers then this parameter would characterize the most talented pianists – instead, here we find the most talented thieves. Scientific studies have found that this human species, the ‘Homo criminalis,’ has fingers that are in average 2.7 mm per meter body length longer than the honest part of the population. This finding prompted the hypothesis that this development was not the result of incidental mutation and selection, but rather a targeted stimulation in a certain direction (without paying respect to human concepts of morality). Selection can then take place as described by Darwin, much to the disadvantage of the short-fingered pickpockets, who better find a job in the state administration.

  This inductive Process is what we now term ‚Schou’s evolution theory‘ or just A=β*

  Epilogue

  In the preface, many authors try to excuse their production by arguments, which are boring to their readers. I have chosen to introduce an epilogue, which again should be uninteresting to the majority of readers, so if you belongs to that group, there is no need to read any further.

  Since you did not respond to the warning and are obviously not afraid to waste your time, here are my remarks: Short-stories seem to be hated by publishers; they are so fed up with them that it is not infrequent for wanted-to-be-published-authors to find a warning, not to submit any short-stories. Desired is a book of at least 500 pages and words, words, words (OK, that was 3 more, but the epilogue does not count, so I shall not hit the desired volume).

  I must admit, that I prefer short-stories and even my larger novels reflect that style. Maybe because I was always a stressed person with many tasks waiting, I thought that many readers also would also prefer a succinct style: just read a few pages, consider what the author obviously may have wanted to illustrate and then good night – may we have a few minutes tomorrow for the next story.

  The description of the character’s outer appearance is generally left to the reader’s phantasy (if any). Here, however, some general help: The noses in this book are mostly normal-sized, normally formed and reflecting the general skin colour of the subject although I must admit that there are some red exceptions, generally reflecting the abuse of alcoholic beverages. Half of them carry glasses and there are some who ought to but do not. All the young women are slim and sexy whereas all the characters, as in real life, tend to become overweight with increasing age. I am not overdoing the description of the people, so please feel free to insert your enemies for the crooks and vice versa.

  The title of this collection reflects the frustration connected to the long search for a publisher: I went a long way through a narrow tunnel before realizing that it was a cave.

 
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