While everyone was drinking rum cocktails and dancing on the yacht’s copious decks, Khan was lying in the tender gazing at the clear sky full of glistening stars. He didn’t think anyone would miss him but he was wrong.
Olympia Duhdashian, always alert, even when a little compromised with alcohol, noticed that he was not on deck and presumed that his quiet mood was indicative of some thoughtform weighing him down. She respectfully gave him time and then, after dancing and joshing with the crew for a few hours, she went looking for him.
“Here you are!” she smiled into the bottom of the tender and Khan focused on her lovely but concerned face. Lymp climbed in and perched beside him, swigging another mouthful of her potent daiquiri of local rum, key lime and cane sugar.
”Wanna tell me all about it?” she suggested sweetly and he smiled because he hardly knew where to start. He was still formulating his theory and it was so ‘out there’ that he was even accusing himself of over thinking it.
“It’s a nagging in my head…. you know…. like an itch in the brain but I can’t quite scratch it.” he offered, aware that this answer would be far too vague for his astute companion.
”Oh, I get those all the time!” nodded Lymp sympathetically. “Mummy used to say that it only happens when we get tired, but what mummy knew would fit on a postage stamp!” and she giggled into her cocktail glass.
Khan took a deep breath and launched his explanation, purely to use rum soaked Olympia as a sounding board. He did not think she was compos mentis enough at that moment to fully appreciate the magnitude of the matter.
“The Pentagon's New Map: War and Peace in the Twenty-First Century is a 2004 book by Thomas P.M. Barnett.” he began and Olympia nodded, settling down beside him to gaze at the stars. “In it he outlined a global strategy which is so cold and cruel it made my hair stand on end when I read it. Barnett described the world in a simplistic binary fashion. He said that the correct way to view the world was not as nations with borders but as two distinct regions, the GAP and the CORE.
If we live in the GAP we have two choices: Die or migrate.
If we live in the CORE we have NO choices: We accept immigration, poverty and debt.”
Olympia wrinkled up her nose. “Whoa!” she ordered. “Which bits are which?” and Khan described the map as best he could.
“If we view global events through that lens, we can easily see why certain places in the Gap are stressed with colour revolutions, wars or sanctions and others left to rot in poverty or smashed to a pulp by extreme weather. We can see how the Core is being deliberately over-stressed with out-of-control immigration and constantly increasing debt.” Khan checked to see if Olympia was nodding off yet. He was aware that geo-politics is enough to send most people to sleep. He was pleasantly surprised to see that she was paying full attention.
”You were telling me that King Charles wanted to represent Britain at COP 27 in Egypt this week, but Rishi Sunak went along instead and rushed through a weak speech before racing home. Right? Meanwhile, unreported in the Western media, our Caribbean islands are being battered with extreme rainfall, causing floods and massive destruction. How many other places in the world are reporting unusual weather events? Wasn’t the big yacht race from St Malo in France delayed for 4 days this week due to heavy storms and rainfall?” Khan was linking his dots like ducks in a row.
“There is NO CLIMATE CHANGE!” he raged. “There is weather warfare and geo-engineering! Look how many earthquakes and volcanic eruptions are occurring! The uninformed political leaders are called to these annual chinwags and the Black Nob predator class makes sure that their military industrial complex puts on a nice illustrative show for them back in their respective homes! Then they are convinced by bought ‘climate scientists’ being quoted by the politically appointed IPCC that all this chaos is ‘climate change’ running riot because we are using fossil fuels!” He stopped because he was verging on shouting and needed to calm down.
Olympia asked “How do they control the weather and volcanos?” she was trying not to sound too incredulous, even though the idea seemed utterly preposterous to her. Khan smiled ruefully and put his arm around her shoulders. “It’s nearly dawn, we should get some sleep. Tomorrow I will show you where you can find all the info you need online. It is way too huge a subject for two drunken sailors smooching in a yacht tender under the stars!”
As they made their way to the master cabin, Khan silently thanked the universe for Jim Lee who would save him a whole day of head and jaw ache tomorrow with his superb website page: TEN TECHNOLOGIES TO OWN THE WEATHER TODAY! where this explanatory film helps the uninitiated to glimpse the full ugly picture.
Chapter 1 - https://francesleader.substack.com/p/the-daily-grind-of-lymp-duhdashyan
Chapter 2 - https://francesleader.substack.com/p/lymp-duhdashyan-at-the-spa
Chapter 3 - https://francesleader.substack.com/p/lymp-duhdashian-kerching
Chapter 4 - https://francesleader.substack.com/p/lymp-duhdashian-disappears
Chapter 5 - https://francesleader.substack.com/p/lymp-duhdashians-reality-shock
Chapter 6 - https://francesleader.substack.com/p/the-olympians
Chapter 7 - https://francesleader.substack.com/p/lymp-duhdashians-education
Chapter 8 - https://francesleader.substack.com/p/lymp-goes-down-the-rabbit-hole
Chapter 9 - https://francesleader.substack.com/p/all-the-world-is-a-mine
Chapter 10 - https://francesleader.substack.com/p/the-olympian-population-reduction
Chapter 11 - https://francesleader.substack.com/p/awol-in-the-caribbean
Chapter 12 - https://francesleader.substack.com/p/frying-big-fish-in-the-caribbean
Chapter 13 - https://francesleader.substack.com/p/why-look-at-grey-when-you-can-choose?sd=pf
Chapter 14 - https://francesleader.substack.com/p/tempest-in-creole-heaven
and here is Chapter 16 - https://francesleader.substack.com/p/coral-reef-therapy
https://youtu.be/rif0-0jzs-c
https://youtu.be/BcuLFuOn7Q
https://youtu.be/jdUuqspVq3Q
https://youtu.be/48J6PcNt4mg