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Stanislav Petrov
The Desolate Garden was a work of fiction, or was it?
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In 1983, President Ronald Reagan ordered the commencement of a NATO exercise named Able Archer ’83. Nothing unusual in that as each year NATO stretches its muscles with shows of strength.
1983 differed considerably. Prior to the exercise, a cordon of submarine beacons had been laid in the North Sea from Newfoundland to Iceland and from Scotland to Norway. US Naval task forces had increased in the Pacific and all of the UK and French nuclear missile carrying submarines had put to sea.
NATO aircrafts were flying to the limit of USSR radar installations, marking them then turning back at the last minute before entering Russian airspace. None of this was reported in the civilian press. As a precursor to a First Strike scenario the Politburo knew that radio traffic between the US and the UK would escalate; this it did and using a code not previously used, which was indecipherable to the Soviets.
Unlike the Cuban Missile Crisis in 1962, the last time the world was on the brink of war, now it was the Russians being threatened not the West. To make matters worse for the USSR their early warning missile satellite, code name OKA had malfunctioned and was decommissioned awaiting repair. NATO’s readiness had been moved up to its most critical; DEFCON ONE, so when on the night of the 26th September a single ICBM leaving a silo in Nebraska was sighted by ground radar commanded by Lieutenant Colonel Stanislav Petrov he could have well pressed the button alerting his senior officers up the chain. But he did not. Nor did he panic when half an hour or so later three more ICBM’s were detected leaving the USA.
Within 16 hours Able Archer ’83 had run its course and Russian troops, air bases, naval forces and nuclear weapon ground control units were stood down. This was the closest the world came to imploding and it was saved by this man Stanislav Petrov who died last May aged 77.
Apart from the names all this, and more was told in The Desolate Garden.
May I introduce Stanislav Petrov:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-europ...
The Desolate Garden
http://mybook.to/DesolateGarden
In 1983, President Ronald Reagan ordered the commencement of a NATO exercise named Able Archer ’83. Nothing unusual in that as each year NATO stretches its muscles with shows of strength.
1983 differed considerably. Prior to the exercise, a cordon of submarine beacons had been laid in the North Sea from Newfoundland to Iceland and from Scotland to Norway. US Naval task forces had increased in the Pacific and all of the UK and French nuclear missile carrying submarines had put to sea.
NATO aircrafts were flying to the limit of USSR radar installations, marking them then turning back at the last minute before entering Russian airspace. None of this was reported in the civilian press. As a precursor to a First Strike scenario the Politburo knew that radio traffic between the US and the UK would escalate; this it did and using a code not previously used, which was indecipherable to the Soviets.
Unlike the Cuban Missile Crisis in 1962, the last time the world was on the brink of war, now it was the Russians being threatened not the West. To make matters worse for the USSR their early warning missile satellite, code name OKA had malfunctioned and was decommissioned awaiting repair. NATO’s readiness had been moved up to its most critical; DEFCON ONE, so when on the night of the 26th September a single ICBM leaving a silo in Nebraska was sighted by ground radar commanded by Lieutenant Colonel Stanislav Petrov he could have well pressed the button alerting his senior officers up the chain. But he did not. Nor did he panic when half an hour or so later three more ICBM’s were detected leaving the USA.
Within 16 hours Able Archer ’83 had run its course and Russian troops, air bases, naval forces and nuclear weapon ground control units were stood down. This was the closest the world came to imploding and it was saved by this man Stanislav Petrov who died last May aged 77.
Apart from the names all this, and more was told in The Desolate Garden.
May I introduce Stanislav Petrov:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-europ...
The Desolate Garden
A Sad Tale Of Toes
His feet were warm, having been spread out in front of the hot radiator whilst he worked at his desk. Hers, on the other hand, were cold. Freezing cold!
She had not worn slippers to protect her feet, preferring to simply tuck them under herself, sitting in a leather armchair watching the TV. Foolhardy with no consideration. Now they were about to strike!
After stretching his stiff legs against the crisp chill of the freshly laundered bed sheets, he lay on his left shoulder, his right foot slightly upon his left, keeping the warmth within his body as much as he could. Her right foot led the attack.
It was a strategy he was accustomed to, but he was not aware of just how cold her feet were. The big toe was first into the fray, surreptitiously sliding against the underside of his overhanging right heel. The next move was not her usual method of attack. She had recently read an account of one of Nelson’s attacks on the French fleet. Nelson’s innovative move had surprised them, now it was about to succeed in bed! Or was it?
Both feet attacked simultaneously.
Raising her leg she placed her knee heavily against his kidney, causing her right foot to slide further up his pyjama clad leg, as her left foot slipped between both his feet. He could take no more……..
“Why dear love do you do make such a move,
When you have only to choose
My advances of thrills and bliss
Bestowed on your body but without the risk
Of freezing my ardour before it does start
By allowing your cold to attack my heart?”
He was Russian. A man of many poetic words, few making sense.
She was Italian and the opposite, being verbose in the extreme. Only this time he never heard most of her words as she mounted the most ferocious physical attack he had ever been involved in.
She rolled on top of him, pinning him uncomfortably against the bed.
“Ardour you say? You obviously don’t mean harder,
As you couldn’t care less if you tried!
You keep your warmth to yourself as if your skin’s been fried.
I’m sick of you with your selfish ways, and inconsiderate behaviour too.
You’re just about to be hit on the head, with this heel attached to my shoe!”
She pounded away, never stopping for breath, nor ceasing to curtail her blows.
She sneezed in excitement, but even that, didn’t stop her to blow her own nose.
By now she was away. Her body now warmed, even sweat appearing on her brow.
It was now that he flipped, no more could he take. He swore this solemn vow!
“I promise my love that from this day forth no more are my feet my own.
I admit my faults. ‘Tis true that my love for you I have not always shown.
I will warm you through, be kind to you, by sharing my bodily heat.
Now please my love, be gentle with me, go lay on top of my feet.”
This tale of toes is not over, it never ended that night as if a sweet dream.
As his feet lost their heat, it finally ended in a terrible, piercing scream.
Her love had departed along with his heat, but that was not all that he lost.
He now saves money, by paying less, than his regular pedicure did cost!
Do take seriously all your wife’s woes,
Or else you too might lose some toes!
She had not worn slippers to protect her feet, preferring to simply tuck them under herself, sitting in a leather armchair watching the TV. Foolhardy with no consideration. Now they were about to strike!
After stretching his stiff legs against the crisp chill of the freshly laundered bed sheets, he lay on his left shoulder, his right foot slightly upon his left, keeping the warmth within his body as much as he could. Her right foot led the attack.
It was a strategy he was accustomed to, but he was not aware of just how cold her feet were. The big toe was first into the fray, surreptitiously sliding against the underside of his overhanging right heel. The next move was not her usual method of attack. She had recently read an account of one of Nelson’s attacks on the French fleet. Nelson’s innovative move had surprised them, now it was about to succeed in bed! Or was it?
Both feet attacked simultaneously.
Raising her leg she placed her knee heavily against his kidney, causing her right foot to slide further up his pyjama clad leg, as her left foot slipped between both his feet. He could take no more……..
“Why dear love do you do make such a move,
When you have only to choose
My advances of thrills and bliss
Bestowed on your body but without the risk
Of freezing my ardour before it does start
By allowing your cold to attack my heart?”
He was Russian. A man of many poetic words, few making sense.
She was Italian and the opposite, being verbose in the extreme. Only this time he never heard most of her words as she mounted the most ferocious physical attack he had ever been involved in.
She rolled on top of him, pinning him uncomfortably against the bed.
“Ardour you say? You obviously don’t mean harder,
As you couldn’t care less if you tried!
You keep your warmth to yourself as if your skin’s been fried.
I’m sick of you with your selfish ways, and inconsiderate behaviour too.
You’re just about to be hit on the head, with this heel attached to my shoe!”
She pounded away, never stopping for breath, nor ceasing to curtail her blows.
She sneezed in excitement, but even that, didn’t stop her to blow her own nose.
By now she was away. Her body now warmed, even sweat appearing on her brow.
It was now that he flipped, no more could he take. He swore this solemn vow!
“I promise my love that from this day forth no more are my feet my own.
I admit my faults. ‘Tis true that my love for you I have not always shown.
I will warm you through, be kind to you, by sharing my bodily heat.
Now please my love, be gentle with me, go lay on top of my feet.”
This tale of toes is not over, it never ended that night as if a sweet dream.
As his feet lost their heat, it finally ended in a terrible, piercing scream.
Her love had departed along with his heat, but that was not all that he lost.
He now saves money, by paying less, than his regular pedicure did cost!
Do take seriously all your wife’s woes,
Or else you too might lose some toes!
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Three months before the invasion of Iraq, a member of a Masonic fraternity known as the Rosicrucians is helped to escape from a British Intelligence holding station by the head of a counter-intelligence department inside the Russian Federal Security Service. But why was that, and what is it to do with a remodelled, highly classified CIA file, code name Gladio B that makes George Orwell’s novel 1984 read as though it’s a supplement to Winnie-the-Pooh?
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Three months before the invasion of Iraq, a member of a Masonic fraternity known as the Rosicrucians is helped to escape from a British Intelligence holding station by the head of a counter-intelligence department inside the Russian Federal Security Service. But why was that, and what is it to do with a remodelled, highly classified CIA file, code name Gladio B that makes George Orwell’s novel 1984 read as though it’s a supplement to Winnie-the-Pooh?
The eight families who control the machinery of worldwide governments have shaped that file for their own ends, and in order to accomplish their ultimate aims they propose to start the war on humanity by using American field howitzers firing stolen Russian weaponised anthrax and phosphorous artillery shells on an unlikely target.
The first task facing the new chairman of the British Joint Intelligence Committee is to destroy the unholy alliance between corrupt business and corrupt politics, and although he is aware of the location of these weapons of mass annihilation, time is running short before the whole situation is overtaken by the escaped Rosicrucian receiving the Masonic mystical ‘thirty-three degree level of understanding’.
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