Thoughts of Charmin Moo

Something quite weird has happened and I don’t quite know what to do about it. And I hope that anyone reading this doesn’t connect me with my identity in VW. Let me put it hypothetically. What do you do when you suspect someone of being a double agent, spying on you for the other side? It doesn’t matter what the two sides are. Natural justice demands that you don’t accuse somebody without evidence. But the longer you leave them to continue with their activities the more damage they do – assuming you’re right in your suspicions.

Do you confront them, and thus alert them to your suspicions? One you’ve done that, any further evidence gathering is over, unless they’re really stupid. But if you go along with them, treating them exactly as before only with your eyes open for any slip-ups, aren’t you being as dishonest as you suspect them of being? Suspicion really does poison human relationships. Here’s a thought: maybe that’s the purpose. Maybe ‘black operations’ are precisely designed to break down solidarity, to create paranoia, to make it impossible to trust anyone. The particular operational goal is less important than the general sowing of mistrust.

I asked Shiv: how easy is it to find out somebody’s real identity, who’s operating in VW? She just looked at me. She has this look that says: when are you going to stop talking gobbledegook and ask a serious question?

“Ok, is that a ‘how long is a piece of string?’ question? I suppose it would depend on how much effort they put into concealing their real identity, and creating an alternative. Would it be possible for me to create an alt ID? A kind of sting?”

She smiled then, “Oh wow, I’ve always wanted to be Harriet the Spy.”

“What, you mean you‘d do it? I was thinking of me.”

“Sorry, Moo, you’d fuck it up. You’re an airhead when it comes to techie stuff.” Thank you, little sister. “No, I’d do it much better. Tell me who the players are, what you want me to find out.”

“I suspect this person is working for Air Defence Systems as a security consultant. And they are pretending to be a peace protestor. Could you pretend to be a security consultant, looking to spy on peace protestors?”

“Air Defence? Irma from uni has a pilot’s licence. I bet she could get tickets for that show. Let me just fetch my false moustache and invisible ink.”

She was having way too much fun.