Bitcoin bursts through $5,000 for first time

DV/ABUSIVE COURT There's more to this Nightmare

their father worked for the local internet company decided to spy on me admitted it openly don't have perfect evidence of that at the moment either because I lost the online accounts it was saved on or impossible to connect to any printers. He later quit internet company and work for the electric company then Microsoft . Once he spied on me long enough he felt he had evidence and dirt on me enough to raise my child support to a very unreasonable amount when I already paid 100% for the children and paid a good amount of child support every month and had them 40% of the time . I could not afford to pay it he decided to kidnap my younger one during the times that I would have always have her. My children have been going through the domestic violence an abuse their entire life. the day of the trial hearing, I had denial of service attack. where I could not get Wi-Fi nor data on mobile. that I have always paid for. Which made it so my alarm did not go off and I was late for trail. yes the guardian of alliance said the children would be super with me if I was more stable. which was because online it says I have about 10 more addresses than I actually lived at. She said the kids were not safe with him and his wife. my son 17 yrs, went in courts filed for two restraining orders & provided proof of physical abuse and he was deneyed the judge did not seem to feel as if it was abuse . One day I received a call from my children's father. I was hoping you wanted to discuss the children but all I could hear on the other end Were sounds of computers, similar to a fax machine. Shortly after that I lost all my online accounts had a brute Force attack. My last pass and keeper did not help me either because I couldn't reach them or because they chose not to help. I noticed the last time I was able to access my passwords some of my accounts were changed to my social security number. Which I would never do. So my identity any form of privacy,all my work art an memories gone. my whole digital Life. My son who is in high school lost a lot of his hard work and the Mac, I recently purchased for. I could not access our router majority of the time. while my internet company where he used to work, lied to me and said there's no such thing as a network hack and we're not willing to help. I could not use our cellular data or Wi-Fi on my electronics but majority of the family still could use the internet on some of their mobile devices. I was panicking trying to reach my customers the company that I subcontracted for but unfortunately I was redirected to spammers. I ended up using all of our financial savings to pay rent and buy more mobile devices a new computer and any type of internet security I could possibly fine in a very small town. I could not buy anything else online I had too many online fraud charges that I was continuously fighting. I could not use the vpns I always would get a sever error and my antiviruses somehow were rerouted and I would continuously be locked out. Majority of the new electronics I bought would be compromised and controlled within minutes to a day or two, thanks to the Internet of things. My family can't even reach out for help with their hack devices services with the same local internet company. They are constantly being overcharged slow connection and additional charges like voice over IP . I've purchased at least 10 phones in the last year. My cell phone companies either have no clue or ignored me or treatme as If I was a terrorist, who was just begging to get help controling my data and my children's baby photos. I've gone through over a hundred emails since I kept losing access to them even though I had the password written down. I had DNS poisoning so majority of the websites. I still am I can't even get court forms sometimes server cant find Wacourt.gov & washingtonhelp.org I can't seem to talk to a lawyer that I've been approved for multiple times through the Northwest Justice project. for my mobile phone will consistently hang up. I can't call the non emergency 911. My emails don't go through or are blocked. Many websites I visit seem to be cloned in insecure. JavaScript would not give me access to majority of the security settings in all my browsers. There is always new extensions and apps and open source license for untrustworthy certificate and cant reach the same security settings in my browsers. I cannot turn on or off like family sharing when I don't even have a family connected to that mobile device. Can't turn off USB tethering and Google pay and apple wallets has multiple transactions not by me. cannot turn them off or use them. for they are lightened out or I don't have access. Sim card & ip always changed. 5000 $ in extra international charges hit my credit report along with new numbers emails and new addresses. Cant reach for help when device have so much static and lose connection. If I try to connect my email account to a computer. It will say I need a physical key to access it. as if I set it up myself. when every computer I own now Is broke or has locked me out. I gave up but was sad for I could not keep tabs or communicate with my children. unless I borrowed a phone. They mapped out my family and contacts so if I were to borrow a phone and try to reach out for help I usually reached spam or foreign hotline or got disconnected. Then the locals were acting strange. Like sitting outside our house taking photos of us &things were stolen of property. When we were out of town. then the landlord had strange men over pretending to fix things that didn't need to be fixed installing pipes underground , laying down new soil& having some Wi-Fi farming company working in our yard 5:00 a.m. I also notice a few times the electric companies employees were messing with our power boxes, in the middle of the night . Then My photos came out extremely bright. the family videos look like we lived in a microwave oven. I know it's very strange! I do have evidence. If I would get a new router my children's father would come over take the children and their phones from them and install something on their device saying that he had to change the password on their Netflix account, so he needed to use their phone. When I would purposely break the router the electric company would show up before the internet cable company and be across the street fixing power lines. bought the children new phones and then he puts another restraining order on me and the children saying that I stole my daughters phone and won't allow her to use it. when she didn't want to use it for some reason she has on 5 gb and ends up with no data within a couple days and has to use Wi-Fi all the time. Apple finally told me they couldn't help me with iphone for it was a government issue. I thought that was hilarious for I didn't do anything wrong unless the person who was using my accounts did. I figured it would pass I mean if you're under an investigation. it would only be for a few months right ? Not two years ! well nothing happened I mean there was no reason for anything to happen. I did notice that police were driving by the house a lot. Then I thought maybe it must have been my roommate they might be after. Then why am I the one who lost everything and dealing with network abuse. My roommate was in a bad guy he did have a bit of a criminal history but nothing considered to be violent maybe just a couple drunken stupid events. Then during the process of moving my children and roommates out of the house.while drivin my car mysteriously blew up because of some electrical issue. Luckily the children were not in the car. There were no warnings & no issues with car. It took the fire department about two minutes find me but it was totaled. I could not afford to fix it or have a mechanic look at that time . Then somebody I did not no had it towed and I lost it. I was in the router that I can't get into majority of the time and saw a port forwarding to a local Bitcoin mining pool. Then it I received another server error . He continues to harass me and threaten me or he knows everything we do in our own privacy our own bedrooms where we're going who we're going with how much money says he's recording everything it seems to know everything before I can even share it with a girlfriend. He's throwing everything against me in The family Court and continues to commit perjury while I have proved him wrong multiple times but still aren't getting the protection and respect in this local small town courtroom I have currently moved to Spokane Washington to get away from it I do the traveling for the judge is now took my daughter from coming to Spokane Washington and requiring me to stay with my children at my parents home. When they are almost fully grown she is going to be 15 soon she should have a choice to bpick who she feel safe enough to live with. without him constantly tracking and destroying every electronic I have after calling my daughter then receive Non-Stop spam and scripts over SMS and once I go to my parents more and more viruses are downloaded. I've been told multiple times by a few computer companies and files that I have some sort of invisible beacon. How ? Seattle times has reported that the local electric company and crypto miners are being questioned for unauthorized usage of other families in the small town electricity for maximum power leaving us in a unsafe situation to build more cryptocurrency . Please I appreciate Any help and advice!
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Respect: Deathstroke (DC Rebirth)

Deathstroke The Terminator aka Slade Wilson is a DC Comics comic book character that has been around since 1980.
This respect thread which may be updated in the future, will be about the "DC Rebirth" version of Deathstroke, which has been the main version/Earth 0 version of the character since he was more or less rebooted back in 2016.
The main writer of this Deathstroke is Christopher Priest which is why this Deathstroke may be known as "Prieststroke". Christopher Priest is virtually the Word of God when it comes to this Deathstroke, and he has a site specifically dedicated to this Deathstroke: http://lamerciepark.com/comics/deathstroke/
Most quotations will be from that site, and I recommend reading it for the best intro into the series and an understanding of this Deathstroke.
Also for an idea of how this Deathstroke is meant to look, This is Deathstroke's Rebirth Design version 1.1.
Now, Who is DC Rebirth's Deathstroke?:
He is not a mercenary, profesional soldier, military subcontractor or any other clever euphemism used to round the edges off of his description. Deathstroke kills people for money. Lots of money. He spends a great deal of that money on a virtual army of lawyers who expertly prevent police and/or covert entities from ever positively proving Lt. Colonel Slade Wilson (Ret.) and Deathstroke are, in fact, one and the same.
Physically;
Deathstroke is approximately 55 years of age but appears to be 20 years younger due to the tissue regeneration caused by his rapid healing power. He is 6'4", taller than Superman or Batman, (and very intimidating). Slade is an extremely cool customer, much like the first act or so of the Michael Mann-Tom Cruise film Collateral. He occasionally wears sunglasses so the eye patch (a stick-on white patch) isn’t necessarily seen. It is very difficult to get Deathstroke to lose his temper.
Mentally;
Deathstroke is an emotional cripple along the lines of Hugh Laurie's House M.D., a guy who desperately loves and desires to be close to his children, but is too emotionally damaged to ever achieve that. He was a terrible father and is now haunted by a lot of poor choices made with his wife Adeline and his boys, especially.
So
The only people he actually talks to are his longtime partner Major William Randolph Wintergreen, British SAS (Ret.), his kids and his ex-wife. Wintergreen, approximately 65, is a reluctant partner who has ethical conflicts about DS's line of work. Other than that, Deathstroke is (in my version) much more laconic than as he's traditionally been portrayed. He trusts no one, thinks most everyone is an idiot, speaks only when absolutely necessary.
Also
Deathstroke works for himself, is suspicious of all governments (especially ours). You hire him by posting an offer on the Dark Web along with a six-figure deposit in untraceable Bitcoin.
Deathstroke's basic powers are:
Enhanced Strength: Roughly that of Captain America. YMMV.
Enhanced Reflexes: Roughly that of Captain America. YMMV.
Note* Christopher Priest has written Captain America before (The Captain America and Falcon series if i recall), so what his Captain America did may be usable for his Deathstroke. Also YMMV is "Your Milleage May Vary", which means basically it may be different in your view.
Deathstroke also has
Enhanced Intellect: Post-Rebirth, we're redefining this a little. We no longer say Deathstroke uses "90% of his brain capacity." If Deathstroke used 90% of his brain capacity, he'd be Charles Xavier. Now we just say he's really, really smart. Deathstroke is probably the smartest guy in the DC Universe. He is easily the equal of Batman in terms of strategic planning. Deathstroke's intellect is deadlier than his sword. He typically out-thinks and out-strategizes everybody in the book. He is a keen observer and expert detective. He usually has several balls in the air at one time.
And
Rapid Healing: Post-Rebirth, we're redefining this a little. Deathstroke's rapid healing clots blood in seconds and seals wounds in minutes. The time it takes for full healing depends upon the wound: a bee sting, maybe a couple seconds. A gunshot wound: a few hours. It depends on the complexity of the knitting process, how much tissue needs to be regenerated and other factors. It is not an instant process. Deathstroke's rapid healing cannot regenerate organs. It can heal organs, but, for example, it won't regenerate a liver if a bad guy rips his out. Therefore, his rapid healing power did not simply create a new eye (or, in the case of Marvel's over-the-top Deathstroke parody Deadpool, grow a new hand). Deathstroke experiences pain like anyone else. Just because he has rapid healing doesn't mean he'd just sit around and let people gut him with swords. This is why he wears a protective uniform.. Deathstroke experiences trauma like anyone else and is capable of going into traumatic shock from injury. If he does not allow his rapid healing process to properly close a wound, Deathstroke can bleed out and die just like anyone else.
This all as Dr. Villain has explained comes from a dormant Metagene that after being activated in an experiment "literally evolved his brain." Meaning Deathstroke is actually a Dormant Meta-Human. His evolved brain means Deathstroke can "Access his brain functions on a cellular scale--Enabling Rapid Healing, Enhanced Strength and Reflexes.", and just in case you are not aware; Deathstroke lost his right eye due to his (Now Ex) Wife shooting him in the back of the head. Anyway Deathstroke is genetically enhanced with Rapid Healing, Enhanced Strength, Reflexes and intellect, and being Half blind is said to have only made him more dangerous.
By the way: Yes. Deathstroke is stronger and faster than Batman, as he has directly told Batman.
Anyway, Deathstroke has been known as a decorated war hero, devoted husband, loving father, relentless warrior, prisoner of war, and the world's deadliest assassin. He's also been called "the most ruthlessly efficient killer alive", "the best informed and most prepared assassin on the planet", "one of the most dangerous men on the planet", "the terrifying master assassin", the absolute best asssassin, and "the deadliest man alive".
And Deathstroke's major background info has been summarized here. It's also been summarized again by The Riddler and again by Black Mask.

Deathstroke's Gear:

Deathstroke's standard gear:
  • His Promethium Broadsword aka The Deathstroke
  • His Titanium Staff
  • His Ikon Suit Prototype
  • His Glock 19
  • His combat belt
and
  • His knife
Also it has recently been explained that Deathstroke's mask is lined with Encephalitic filters. This prevents the mind control and even the new amped up telepathy of Jericho.
Make sure to check out this link for more information on Deathstroke's gear: https://www.reddit.com/useTheTrueDeathSkeleton/comments/eeurec/respect_deathstrokes_dc_rebirth_gea?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share
This thread is huge so I had to put them in a different one. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Deathstroke Feats:

STRENGTH FEATS
Striking:
Other:
Limits:
  • Can't lift a Car over his head.
SPEED FEATS
Reaction/Combat:
Other:
INTELLIGENCE FEATS
Combat Strategy/Intelligence:
Other:
SKILL FEATS
Combat Skill:
Other:
DURABILITY FEATS (Non Ikon Suit)
Unarmored/Virtually Unarmored:
Limits:
"Deathstroke Classic" which has Promethium Chain Mail that absorbs energy (Note his mask doesn't really offer much to any protection):
Limits:
Endurance:
RAPID HEALING FEATS
Other:
RESOURCES FEATS
Hosun (Deathstroke's sometime tech guy):
Wintergreen (Deathstroke's best friend and virtual conscience):
Prep only:
Other:

MISC:

Some stuff on Deathstroke's mentality:
The 2016 Deathstroke comic book series has concluded and Christopher Priest has finished his Deathstroke series, so, this is likely the end of this respect thread for the foreseeable future.
Nevertheless, The Legend Continues..
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Infinite Hope

Infinite.
What is with these people and their love for the word "Infinite"? (See also, "unlimited", "limitless", "boundless" and "eternal"). They can't seem to get enough of describing aspects of this practice, and the members themselves, as "infinite". But people aren't infinite. We're finite, and mortal, and very limited in our capacities.
What gives, freaky cult?
So then I spent literally three minutes on the math part of YouTube, and learned something about the concept of "infinity". Did you know that it comes in at least two varieties: "countable" and "uncountable"?
From what I remember, the difference is: "Countable infinity" is a never-ending list of actual numbers, also known as "natural" numbers, such that you could theoretically count your way to any one of them. Whereas "Uncountable infinity" is infinity in the other direction: to the infinitely divisible. Between any two defined numbers there are infinite others: you can always add to the decimal place, at any place. That's infinity too, but in a way that can't be counted... because you could never figure out what the numbers are in the first place.
One concept of infinity stretches out into the distance, while the other one infinitely subdivides into something smaller. Both infinite... but not in the same way.
I think the version of infinity being used by the propagandists over at Sniffing Glue-dism magazine would have to be the second kind, right? The kind that subdivides into infinity? Human capacity could never be "infinite" in the countable sense, in terms of days or dollars or output, but that second type, that uncountable type... a religion could wax wooingly about that one all day, and it would never mean a thing.
You could go around saying that space itself is infinite, or that each moment of consciousness is infinitely subdivisible, and you wouldn't be wrong, but you wouldn't be provably right, either. You could say that there are three thousand "realms" contained within each moment of consciousness, and what would it matter? Is there a practical difference between that many and 2,999? Is this information of any use to a physicist? Does it even sound smart? No, to all three. It sounds like a throwback to more primitive times, like how the ancient Chinese used the number "ten thousand" as their standard way of saying "a countless many".
Remember, infinity isn't a number... It's more like the space within which all the numbers can exist. It's a term for what lies outside the realm of understanding, and in math it's what you get when the calculations break down. It means "error", "paradox", "does not compute".
But our concern here is not to grapple with the concept of Infinity per sé. No. Once again this story is about a funny group of propagandists with a looong track record of using language as a weapon, as a tool for confusion. Not only do they have no interest in explaining how they're using a term, but they have no interest in you having a concept of it yourself Your confusion, muddleheadedness, the glossy look you get when your brain runs low on glucose... that's their currency. They want you in the mushiest of middles.
A word like "infinite" is key to their deceptive ways because it sounds deep, it indicates paradox, and it also has a range of different meanings, which makes it easy to fling around like a pile of monkey shit, without having to commit to any particular train of thought. It checks all the boxes.
Oh, look! The recent cover of the World Tribune: "One Youth, Infinite Hope. 6,000 in 2020".
Six thousand new members, eh? What a depressing little goal. (What happened, did no one survive the war of 50k?) And how very finite. Funny how, if one person is so infinitely valuable, they still require 6,000 of them for work in the salt mines.
"One person awakening to their Buddhahood can change the world— introducing the SGI-USA’s new, hope-filled focus."
So they're basically recruiting the Messiah?
"This is a call to action from the youth of America."
Written by three people who look a little too old to be playing high school students.
(And I'm not saying that these three are stuck in the world of delusion or anything, but the one in the middle is literally named Maya. Draw your own conclusion.)
"It is a cry from the depths of our beings to call forth and raise a new generation of peacemakers who have both the philosophy and means to transform our country from the inside out."
They've invested in Bitcoin?
"This year, 2020, marks the 60th anniversary of SGI President Ikeda’s first visit to America, his launching point for the worldwide spread of Nichiren Buddhism."
Oh, is that what that smell is?
"In 1990, he cited the book The Cycles of American History by Dr. Arthur M. Schlesinger, who discusses the theory that America returns to its founding ideals every 30 years."
BAH GAWD, everyone! They're about to drop some knowledge on us!!
"This was evident in the 1930s and 1960s, with President Roosevelt’s New Deal and the American Civil Rights Movement. Furthermore, the 1990s marked a monumental shift in the SGI-USA’s history, in which we returned to the foundations of faith, the Gohonzon, Nichiren Daishonin’s writings and President Ikeda as our eternal mentor of kosen-rufu."
WHOOOOA!!! What a lesson!! Every thirty years... shit happens! It happened back in 1990. It happened back in 1960. And yes, 1930 was a thing too! 2020 is DESTINED to be another year of shit happening! I can feel it in my bones!!
In fact, without 2020 happening, there couldn't even be a 2021! This year is the most important year that is currently happening! It may be finite in length, but it's completely infinite in terms of how important it is!! Just like YOOOOU, gentle reader! You may be finite in every way that matters, but you at least have an uncountable amount of hope. What does this mean? We don't know, because this religion has all the emotional complexity of a soda commercial.
"Now, 30 years later, the youth of America are resolved to create another tangible shift. How so? By welcoming 6,000 young people to the SGI-USA this year."
Infinity plus six thousand?
"These future leaders of justice and peace will be the antidote to our country’s turmoil—from gun violence and climate catastrophe to anxiety, suicide and the opioid crisis."
Theeese warriors of the tangible arts... they will be unleashed upon the population, not unlike bioweapons in the war for human revolution, to set about the work of completely eliminating guns, drugs, suicide, and the climate itself. Be afraid! Be very very happy! Most of all, be infinite...
"We may sometimes feel powerless as a single individual to effect change in the world."
But please, don't let reality stand in your way...
"Our Buddhist practice, however, teaches us that “one is the mother of ten thousand”
See? Ten thousand.
"Everything starts from one inspired person, determined to make a difference."
True, but then would it also be fair to say that the vast majority of plans end in the mind of that same person? See, I'm more of a glass-infinitely-empty kind of Icchantika.
"When all the members of the SGI-USA stand up with the resolve to help one youth rise up with this same mission and awareness, we will undoubtedly create a tidal wave of hope throughout our country and the world."
Woo-hoo! Being religious hoo-has will surely change the world!! Nobody's tried that one yet!
And can we talk about phrasing? When it's not a war we're emulating, it has to be a devastating natural disaster such a tidal wave? You'd think the Japanese people would have had enough of both by now! Chill the fuck out already.
"The one youth we introduce will not only gain infinite hope in their own lives but will also be the source of infinite hope for their families, communities and society."
An indeterminate amount of hope, yes...
"We have a responsibility for the sake of humanity to stand up in this significant year. Let’s not be bystanders of history. Let’s be active participants by giving infinite hope to one young person."
Well, gee, that sounds all sorts of wrong... Do we all have to share the same person?
"This year, we are resolved to break through our own limitations, saturate our communities with the seeds of the Mystic Law..."
Ewwwww...
"...and nourish them through heartfelt dialogues and friendships, with one youth after another."
Ugh!!!
"What greater way is there for us to express our appreciation to our mentor in this 60th year of worldwide kosen-rufu?! Will you join us?"
I don't know. This all sounds a little too messy for my liking. I also can't decide if you guys are hippies or fascists, or just plain old energy vampires, and it sort of freaks me out.
Could I have infinite time to mull it over?
Thanks! Text you...uh...never.
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The Dark Side Of Apple

Why you should not use Apple
Censorship
Spying
Worker abuse
Tax avoidance
Right to Repair Phones
Miscellaneous
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Useful LoL websites and software | 2017

Intro: I saw the original thread back in 2015 and thought it needed some updating to the list since it's been over 2 years since that thread was posted and alot of the websites have been shutdown or closed and many new ones have came online. So I thought it would be a good time to update the list and add new websites to it. Credits for the original thread go to thepanthergaming.
Personal Stats ( Summoner Information)
Bitcoin Giveaway Discord Channel to 10 lucky winners: https://discord.gg/ZymnAAb
Champion Stats & Bans & Counters
Builds
News/LCS/Pro Scene
Guides and League Information
Replay Softwares
YouTube Guides
Official Riot
If there is any website, software or youtubers missing just put them in the comments
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Hitler Hunt for 7/16/2019

I found 135 Hitlers in Politics today.

As backlash against Trump’s ‘go back’ comments builds, here’s Ronald Reagan’s ‘love letter to immigrants’: ‘You can go to live in Germany, Turkey or Japan, but you cannot become German, Turk or Japanese. But anyone, from any corner of the Earth, can come to live in America and become an American.’
RacistGOP trends on Twitter as Republicans stay silent on Donald Trump's racist attack
Rep. Al Green says he will file articles of impeachment against Trump tonight, despite pushback from Democratic leaders
Melania Trump remains silent on husband's racist tweets despite having been a US citizen for shorter time than Ilhan Omar
Kellyanne Conway Snaps Back at Reporter: ‘What’s Your Ethnicity?’
Ivanka Trump, Jared Kushner And Every Trump Administration Official Accused Of Using Personal Email For Work
When Does America Reckon with the Gravity of Donald Trump's Alleged Rapes?
Twitter Users Slam Mitt Romney’s ‘Spineless’ Reaction To Racist Trump Tweets — The Utah senator refused to answer a reporter’s question on if he thought the president was racist.
'Good,' Says Elizabeth Warren, After Billionaire Right-Winger Peter Thiel Says She's 2020 Democrat He Is 'Most Scared By'
Trump’s Racism Is Not Blundering -- It Is Tactically Deliberate - Trump's racism is not an oops, it's a fascist strategy.
William Barr steps in to make sure the NYPD cop who killed Eric Garner won’t be prosecuted
Federal judge permanently blocks Trump admin from adding citizenship question to 2020 census
Donald Trump has made it clear: the only 'real Americans' are white and Christian
ObamaWasBetterAt trends after Trump Attacks on Minority Congresswomen
GOP advisers reportedly told Trump his racist attacks on Democratic congresswomen may have backfired
President angrily attacks victims of his racist tweets for third day in a row, as impeachment calls grow
Trump supporters stand by the president amid inflammatory tweets: "That's why I voted for him"
Oregon to require schools to teach about Holocaust
Pelosi is forcing House Republicans to go on the record on Trump’s ‘go back’ tweets
New Hampshire county commissioner quits GOP because of Trump
Trump Is Now Calling “The Squad” “Pro Terrorist” In Yet Another Racist Tweet
Trump says he will 'take a look' at investigating Google for treason.
Mayor Kenney: ‘If Donald Trump Ever Has To Go Back Where He Came From, He’s Going To Have To Go To Hell’
‘Nobody Opened the Door’: Neighbors Rally During an ICE Raid in Houston
House Condemns Trump’s Attack on Four Congresswomen as Racist
Jewish Protestors form human chain around ICE Headquarters saying “Never Again is Now”
'Unfit to be president': Full text of House impeachment resolution on Trump
‘Really Good Speller’ Trump’s Handwritten Note Shows Embarrassing Mistakes
Conway To Reporter Who Asked About Trump’s Racist Tweets: ‘What’s Your Ethnicity?’
Ilhan Omar to Maddow: Trump Is ‘Corrupt,’ ‘Inept,’ and the ‘Worst President We’ve Had’
Chris Evans Exposes ‘Painfully Transparent’ Reason For Trump’s Racist Attack
Donald Trump is like a 20th-century fascist, says Sadiq Khan
Trump’s notes show he doesn’t have a clue how to spell Al Qaeda
House GOP Leaders Claim Trump Tweets Not Racist Because We Are ‘Party Of Lincoln’
If You Helped a Racist Become the Most Powerful Person in America, Then You’re a Racist Too
Kellyanne Conway to reporter: What's your ethnicity?
Kris Kobach: I Might Still Support Trump if He Came Out and Said ‘I’m a Racist’
Anti-Defamation League blasts Trump for 'invoking support for Israel to defend this racism'
Kellyanne Conway just said something that should stun you
Trump is an apocalypse
As Hate Incidents Grow, More States Require Schools To Teach The Holocaust
Trump vs. 'the Squad' makes watershed moment in racial politics
Children in states with strict gun laws are less likely to die, according to a new study
Treasury secretary says he doesn't find Trump's tweets racist
Trump repeats racist attack, says Democratic congresswomen ‘can leave’ the US
Puerto Rico’s governor needs to step down
Trump: I don't have a racist bone in my body
‘Trump’s Going to Get Re-elected, Isn’t He?’ Voters have reason to worry.
There’s One Heresy That Sets Bernie Apart From All Other Dem Contenders to Unseat Trump
Trump Faces Backlash from Base over Bitcoin
Watch: Ilhan Omar declines to respond to Trump claiming she supports al Qaeda
Moderate Dem slams 'squad' for threatening to primary him: 'They're not Democrats ... they're socialists'
Sieg Heil! I mean... Beep Boop, I am a robot.
My purpose is to find and link comments in Politics that contain the word 'Hitler'
Since my birth, I have found a total of 43614 Hitlers in Politics. On average, I found 79 Hitlers per day.
Today, I read 54953 comments. In total, I have read 24333224 comments.
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Best Quotes from "The Bitcoin Standard"

Best Quotes from Saifedean Ammous book "The Bitcoin Standard"
  1. "Bitcoin can be best understood as distributed software that allows for transfer of value using a currency protected from unexpected inflation without relying on trusted third parties"
  2. "While Bitcoin is a new invention of the digital age, the problems it purports to solve - namely, providing a form of money that is under the full command of its owner and likely to hold its value in the long run - are as old as human society itself"
  3. "People’s choices are subjective, and so there is no “right” and “wrong” choice of money. There are, however, consequences to choices"
  4. "I like to call this the easy money trap: anything used as a store of value will have its supply increased, and anything whose supply can be easily increased will destroy the wealth of those who used it as a store of value"
  5. "For something to assume a monetary role, it has to be costly to produce, otherwise the temptation to make money on the cheap will destroy the wealth of the savers, and destroy the incentive anyone has to save in this medium"
  6. "The monetary media that survived for longest are the ones that had very reliable mechanisms for restricting their supply growth - in other words, hard money"
  7. "The choice of what makes the best money has always been determined by the technological realities of societies shaping the salability of different goods"
  8. "Human civilization flourished in times and places where sound money was widely adopted, while unsound money all too frequently coincided with civilizational decline and societal collapse"
  9. "Whether in Rome, Constantinople, Florence, or Venice, history shows that a sound monetary standard is a necessary prerequisite for human flourishing, without which society stands on the precipice of barbarism and destruction"
  10. "History shows it is not possible to insulate yourself from the consequences of others holding money that is harder than yours"
  11. "Some of the most important technological, medical, economic, and artistic human achievements were invented during the era of the gold standard, which partly explains why it was known as la Belle Epoque, or the beautiful era, across Europe"
  12. "World War I saw the end of the era of monetary media being the choice decided by the free market, and the beginning of the era of government money"
  13. "Government money is similar to primitive forms of money and commodities other than gold: it is liable to having its supply increased quickly compared to its stock, leading to a quick loss of salability, destruction of purchasing power, and impoverishment of its holders"
  14. "With the simple suspension of gold redeemability, governments’ war efforts were no longer limited to the money that they had in their own treasuries, but extended virtually to the entire wealth of the population"
  15. "Had European nations remained on the gold standard, or had the people of Europe held their own gold in their own hands […], history might have been different. It is likely that WorldWar I would have been settled militarily within a few months of conflict"
  16. "The cause of the Great Crash of 1929 was the diversion away from the gold standard in the post-WWI years, and the deepening of the Depression was caused by government control and socialization of the economy in the Hoover and FDR years"
  17. "All spending is spending, in the naive economics of Keynesians, and so it matters not if that spending comes from individuals feeding their families or governments murdering foreigners: it all counts in aggregate demand and it all reduces unemployment!"
  18. "In essence, Bretton Woods attempted to achieve through central planning what the international gold standard of the nineteenth century had achieved spontaneously"
  19. "Hyperinflation is a form of economic disaster unique to government money. There was never an example of hyperinflation with economies that operated a gold or silver standard"
  20. "With government money, whose cost of production tends to zero, it has become quite possible for an entire society to witness all of its savings in the form of money disappear in the space of a few months or even weeks"
  21. "Hyperinflation is a far more pernicious phenomenon than just the loss of a lot of economic value by a lot of people; it constitutes a complete breakdown of the structure of economic production of a society built up over centuries and millennia"
  22. "Even if the textbooks were correct about the benefits of government management of the money supply, the damage from one episode of hyperinflation anywhere in the world far outweighs them"
  23. "Hanke and Bushnell have been able to verify 57 episodes of hyperinflation in history, only one of which occurred before the era of monetary nationalism, and that was the inflation in France in 1795, in the wake of the Mississippi Bubble"
  24. “The constantly increasing supply means a continuous devaluation of thecurrency, expropriating the wealth of the holders to benefit those who printthe currency, and those who receive it earliest. This is termed the CantillonEffect”
  25. “Whether it’s because of downright graft, “national emergency,” or an infestation of inflationist schools of economics, government will always find a reason and a way to print more money, expanding government power while reducing the wealth of the currency holders”
  26. “It is ironic, and very telling, that in the era of government money, governments themselves own far more gold in their official reserves than they did under the international gold standard of 1871–1914”
  27. “A sound money makes service valuable to others the only avenue open for prosperity to anyone, thus concentrating society’s efforts on production, cooperation, capital accumulation, and trade”
  28. “The twentieth century was the century of unsound money and the omnipotent state, as a market choice in money was denied by government diktat, and government-issued paper money was forced on people with the threat of violence”
  29. “Sound money is an essential requirement for individual freedom from despotism and repression, as the ability of a coercive state to create money can give it undue power over its subjects, power which by its very nature will attract the least worthy, and most immoral”
  30. “Sound money is a prime factor in determining individual time preference, an enormously important and widely neglected aspect of individual decision making. Time preference refers to the ratio at which individuals value thepresent compared to the future”
  31. “Economist Hans-Hermann Hoppe explains that once time preference drops enough to allow for any savings and capital or durable consumer-goodsformation at all, the tendency is for time preference to drop even further as a“process of civilization” is initiated”
  32. “Microeconomics has focused on transactions between individuals, and macroeconomics on the role of government in the economy ; [...] the most important economic decisions to any individual’s well-being are the ones they conduct in their trade-offs with their future self”
  33. “The better the money is at holding its value, the more it incentivizes people to delay consumption and instead dedicate resources for production in the future, leading to capital accumulation and improvement of living standards”
  34. “The move from money that holds its value or appreciates to money that loses its value is very significant in the long run: society saves less, accumulates less capital, and possibly begins to consume its capital”
  35. “Civilizations prosper under a sound monetary system, but disintegrate when their monetary systems are debased, as was the case with the Romans, the Byzantines, and modern European societies”
  36. “What matters in money is its purchasing power, not its quantity, and as such, any quantity of money is enough to fulfil the monetary functions, as long as it is divisible and groupable enough to satisfy holders’ transaction and storage needs”
  37. “The best form of money in history was the one that would cause the new supply of money to be the least significant compared to the existing stockpiles, and thus make its creation not a good source of profit”
  38. “Had government money been a superior unit of account and store of value, it would not need government legal tender laws to enforce it, nor would governments worldwide have had to confiscate large quantities of gold and continue to hold them in their central bank reserves”
  39. “The fact that central banks continue to hold onto their gold, and have even started increasing their reserves, testifies to the confidence they have in their own currencies in the long term”
  40. “Sound money is money that gains in value slightly over time, meaning that holding onto it is likely to offer an increase in purchasing power”
  41. “Unsound money, being controlled by central banks whose express mission is to keep inflation positive, will offer little incentive for holders to keep it”
  42. “With unsound money, only returns that are higher than the rate of depreciation of the currency will be positive in real terms, creating incentives for high-return but high-risk investment and spending”
  43. “Savings rates have been declining across the developed countries, dropping to very low levels, while personal, municipal, and national debts have increased to levels which would have seemed unimaginable in the past”
  44. “One of the most mendacious fantasies that pervades Keynesian economic thought is the idea that the national debt “does not matter, since we owe it to ourselves”
  45. “Only a high-time-preference disciple of Keynes could fail to understand that this “ourselves” is not one homogeneous blob but is differentiated into several generations -namely, the current ones which consume recklessly at the expense of future ones”
  46. “The twentieth century’s binge on conspicuous consumption cannot be understood separately from the destruction of sound money and the outbreak of Keynesian high-time-preference thinking, in vilifying savings and deifying consumption as the key to economic prosperity”
  47. “It is an ironic sign of the depth of modern-day economic ignorance fomented by Keynesian economics that capitalism - an economic system based on capital accumulation from saving - is blamed for unleashing conspicuous consumption - theexact opposite of capital accumulation”
  48. “Capitalism is what happens when people drop their time preference, defer immediate gratification, and invest in the future. Debt-fueled mass consumption is as much a normal part of capitalism as asphyxiation is a normal part of respiration”
  49. “The only cause of economic growth in the first place is delayed gratification, saving, and investment, which extend the length of the production cycle and increase the productivity of the methods of production, leading to better standards of living”
  50. “This move from sound money to depreciating money has led to several generations of accumulated wealth being squandered on conspicuous consumption within a generation or two, making indebtedness the new method for funding major expenses”
  51. “As H. L. Mencken put it: “Every election is an advanced auction on stolen goods””
  52. “As politicians sell people the lie that eternal welfare and retirement benefits are possible through the magic of the monetary printing press, the investment in a family becomes less and less valuable”53.“The majority of the technology we use in our modern life was invented in the 19th century, under the gold standard, financed with the ever-growing stock of capital accumulated by savers storing their wealth in a sound money and store of value which did not depreciate quickly”
  53. “The contributions of sound money to human flourishing are not restricted to scientific and technological advance; they can also be vividly seen in the art world”
  54. “In times of sound money and low time preference, artists worked on perfecting their craft so they could produce valuable works in the long run”56.“Modern artists have replaced craft and long hours of practice with pretentiousness, shock value, indignation, and existential angst as ways to cow audiences into appreciating their art, and often added some pretense to political ideals, usually of the puerile Marxist variety”
  55. “As government money has replaced sound money, patrons with low time preference and refined tastes have been replaced by government bureaucrats with political agendas as crude as their artistic taste”
  56. “The Use of Knowledge in Society, by Friedrich #Hayek, is arguably one of the most important economic papers to have ever been written”
  57. “In a free market economic system, prices are knowledge, and the signals that communicate information”
  58. “Prices are not simply a tool to allow capitalists to profit; they are the information system of economic production, communicating knowledge across the world and coordinating the complex processes of production”
  59. “Any economic system that tries to dispense with prices will cause the complete breakdown of economic activity and bring a human society back to a primitive state”
  60. “The fatal flaw of socialism that #Mises exposed was that without a price mechanism emerging on a free market, socialism would fail at economic calculation, most crucially in the allocation of capital goods”
  61. “In an economy with a central bank and fractional reserve banking, the supply of loanable funds is directed by a committee of economists under the influence of politicians, bankers, TV pundits, and sometimes, most spectacularly, military generals”
  62. “Creating new pieces of paper and digital entries to paper over the deficiency in savings does not magically increase society’s physical capital stock; it only devalues the existing money supply and distorts prices”
  63. “Only with an understanding of the capital structure and how interest rate manipulation destroys the incentive for capital accumulation can one understand the causes of recessions and the swings of the business cycle”
  64. “The business cycle is the natural result of the manipulation of the interest rate distorting the market for capital by making investors imagine they can attain more capital than is available with the unsound money they have been given by the banks”
  65. “Contrary to Keynesian animist mythology, business cycles are not mystic phenomena caused by flagging “animal spirits” whose cause is to be ignored as central bankers seek to try to engineer recovery”
  66. “Economic logic clearly shows how recessions are the inevitable outcome of interest rate manipulation in the same way shortages are the inevitable outcome of price ceilings”
  67. “Monetary history testifies to how much more severe business cycles and recessions are when the money supply is manipulated than when it isn’t”
  68. “A capitalist system cannot function without a free market in capital, where the price of capital emerges through the interaction of supply and demand and the decisions of capitalists are driven by accurate price signals”
  69. “The central bank’s meddling in the capital market is the root of all recessions and all the crises which most politicians, journalists, academics, and leftist activists like to blame on capitalism”
  70. “Imagining that central banks can “prevent,” “combat,” or “manage” recessions is as fanciful and misguided as placing pyromaniacs and arsonists in charge of the fire brigade”
  71. “Central planning of credit markets must fail because it destroys markets’ mechanisms for price-discovery providing market participants with the accurate signals and incentives to manage their consumption and production”
  72. “It is typical of the #MiltonFriedman band of libertarianism in that it blames the government for an economic problem, but the flawed reasoning leads to suggesting even more government intervention as the solution”
  73. “Only when a central bank manipulates the money supply and interest rate does it become possible for large-scale failures across entire sectors of the economy to happen at the same time, causing waves of mass layoffs in entire industries”
  74. “In a free market for money, individuals would choose the currencies they want to use, and the result would be that they would choose the currency with the reliably lowest stock-to-flow ratio. This currency would oscillate the least with changes in demand and supply”
  75. “It is an astonishing fact of modern life that an entrepreneur in the year 1900 could make global economic plans and calculations all denominated in any international currency, with no thought whatsoever given to exchange rate fluctuations”
  76. “The combination of floating exchange rates and Keynesian ideology has given our world the entirely modern phenomenon of currency wars”
  77. “Hard money, by taking the question of supply out of the hands of governments and their economist-propagandists, would force everyone to be productive to society instead of seeking to get rich through the fool’s errand of monetary manipulation”
  78. “Under a sound monetary system, government had to function in a way that is unimaginable to generations reared on the twentieth-century news cycle: they had to be fiscally responsible”
  79. “For those of us alive today, raised on the propaganda of the omnipotent governments of the twentieth century, it is often hard to imagine a world in which individual freedom and responsibility supersede government authority”82“. The fundamental scam of modernity is the idea that government needs to manage the money supply. It is an unquestioned starting assumption of all mainstream economic schools of thought and political parties”
  80. “Having the ability to print money, literally and figuratively, increases the power of any government, and any government looks for anything that gives it more power”
  81. “By placing a hard cap on the total supply of bitcoins, Nakamoto was clearly unpersuaded by the arguments of the standard macroeconomics textbook and more influenced by the Austrian school, which argues that the quantity of money itself is irrelevant”
  82. “Societies with money of stable value generally develop a low time preference, learning to save and think of the future, while societies with high inflation and depreciating economies will develop high time preference as people lose track of the importance of saving”
  83. “With sound money, the government’s war effort was limited by the taxes it could collect. With unsound money, it is restrained by how much money it can create before the currency is destroyed, making it able to appropriate wealth far more easily”
  84. “Unsound money is a particularly dangerous tool in the hands of modern democratic governments facing constant reelection pressure. Modern voters are unlikely to favor the candidates who are upfront about the costs and benefits of their schemes”
  85. “Unsound money is at the heart of the modern delusion believed by most voters and those unfortunate enough to study modern macroeconomics at university level: that government actions have no opportunity costs”
  86. “It is no coincidence that when recounting the most horrific tyrants of history, one finds that every single one of them operated a system of government-issued money which was constantly inflated to finance government operation”
  87. “Unsound money makes government power potentially unlimited, with large consequences to every individual, forcing politics to the center stage of their life and redirecting much of society’s energy and resources to the zero-sum game of who gets to rule and how”
  88. “In the world of fiat money, having access to the central bank’s monetary spigots is more important than serving customers. Firms that can get low-interest-rate credit to operate will have a persistent advantage over competitors that cannot”
  89. “Banking has evolved into a business that generates returns without risks to bankers and simultaneously creates risks without returns for everyone else”
  90. “In a world where central banks allocate credit, the larger firm has an advantage in being able to secure funding at a low rate which its smaller competitors cannot get”
  91. “Bitcoin was the first engineering solution that allowed for digital payments without having to rely on a trusted third-party intermediary. By being the firstdigital object that is verifiably scarce, Bitcoin is the first example of digital cash”
  92. “Whereas in a modern central bank the new money created goes to finance lending and government spending, in Bitcoin the new money goes only to those who spend resources on updating the ledger”
  93. “Difficulty adjustment is the most reliable technology for making hard money and limiting the stock-to-flow ratio from rising, and it makes Bitcoin fundamentally different from every other money”
  94. “Bitcoin is the hardest money ever invented: growth in its value cannot possibly increase its supply; it can only make the network more secure and immune to attack”
  95. “The security of Bitcoin lies in the asymmetry between the cost of solving the proof-of-work necessary to commit a transaction to the ledger and the cost of verifying its validity”
  96. “The Bitcoin ledger of transactions might just be the only objective set of facts in the world”
  97. “Bitcoin is the first example of a digital good whose transfer stops it from being owned by the sender”
  98. “Bitcoin presents a tremendous technological leap forward in the monetary solution to the indirect exchange problem, perhaps as significant as the move from cattle and salt to gold and silver”
  99. “Without a conservative monetary policy and difficulty adjustment, Bitcoin would only have succeeded theoretically as digital cash, but remained too insecure to be used widely in practice”
  100. “Bitcoin’s volatility derives from the fact that its supply is utterly inflexible and not responsive to demand changes, because it is programmed to grow at a predetermined rate”
  101. “As the size of the market grows, along with the sophistication and the depth of the financial institutions dealing with Bitcoin, this volatility will likely decline”
  102. “As long as Bitcoin is growing, its token price will behave like that of a stock of a start-up achieving very fast growth. Should Bitcoin’s growth stop and stabilize, it would stop attracting high-risk investment flows, and become just a normal monetary asset”
  103. “Bitcoin is the cheapest way to buy the future, because Bitcoin is the only medium guaranteed to not be debased, no matter how much its value rises”
  104. “The strict digital scarcity of the Bitcoin tokens combines the best elements of physical monetary media, without any of the physical drawbacks to moving and transporting it. Bitcoin might have a claim to make for being the best technology for saving ever invented”
  105. “Any person who owns Bitcoin achieves a degree of economic freedom which was not possible before its invention”
  106. “For the first time since the emergence of the modern state, individuals have a clear technical solution to escaping the financial clout of the governments they live under”
  107. “Bitcoin, and cryptography in general, are defensive technologies that make the cost of defending property and information far lower than the cost of attacking them”
  108. “If BTC continues to grow to capture a larger share of the global wealth, it may force governments to become more and more a form of voluntary organization, which can only acquire its “taxes” voluntarily by offering its subjects services they would be willing to pay for”
  109. “Contrary to popular depictions of anarchists as hoodie-clad hoodlums, Bitcoin’s brand of anarchism is completely peaceful, providing individuals with the tools necessary for them to be free from government control and inflation”
  110. “The invention of Bitcoin has created, from the ground up, a new independent alternative mechanism for international settlement that does not rely on any intermediary and can operate entirely separate from the existing financial infrastructure”
  111. “Bitcoin can be seen as the new emerging reserve currency for online transactions, where the online equivalent of banks will issue Bitcoin-backed tokens to users while keeping their hoard of Bitcoins in cold storage”
  112. “Bitcoin’s advantage is that by bringing the finality of cash settlement to the digital world, it has created the fastest method for final settlement of large payments across long distances and national borders”
  113. “Bitcoin can be best understood to compete with settlement payments between central banks and large financial institutions, and it compares favorably to them due to its verifiable record, cryptographic security, and imperviousness to third-party security holes”
  114. “BTC, having no counterparty risk and no reliance on any third-party, is uniquely suited to play the same role that gold played in the gold standard"
  115. “If Bitcoin continues to grow in value and gets utilized by a growing number of financial institutions, it will become a reserve currency for a new form of central bank"
  116. “The first central bank to buy BTC will alert the rest of the central banks to the possibility and make many of them rush toward it. The first central bank purchase is likely to make the value of BTC rise significantly"
  117. “While central banks have mostly been dismissive of the importance of BTC, this could be a luxury they may not afford for long. As hard as it might be for central bankers to believe it, BTC is a direct competitor to their line ofbusiness”
  118. “The modern central bank business model is being disrupted. Central banks now have no way of stopping competition by just passing laws as they have always done. They are now up against a digital competitor that most likely cannot be brought under the physical world’s laws”
  119. “If the modern world is ancient Rome, suffering the economic consequences of monetary collapse, with the dollar our aureus, then Satoshi Nakamoto is our Constantine, Bitcoin is his solidus, and the Internet is our Constantinople”
  120. “Should it achieve some sort of stability in value, Bitcoin would be superior to using national currencies for global payment settlements, as is the case today, because national currencies fluctuate in value based on each nation’s and government’s conditions”
  121. “Bitcoin is the only truly decentralized digital currency which has grown spontaneously as a finely balanced equilibrium between miners, coders, and users, none of whom can control it”
  122. “After years of watching altcoins get created, it seems impossible that any coin will recreate the adversarial standoff that exists between Bitcoin stakeholders and prevents any party from controlling payments in it”
  123. “It is high time for everyone involved in BTC to stop concerning themselves with the question of the identity of Nakamoto, and accept that it does not matter to the operation of the technology, in the same way that the identity of the inventor of the wheel no longer matters”
  124. “No single altcoin has demonstrated anything near Bitcoin’s impressive resilience to change, which is down to its truly decentralized nature and the strong incentives for everyone to abide by the status quo consensus rules”
  125. “Contrary to a lot of the hype surrounding Bitcoin, eliminating the need for trust in third parties is not an unquestionably good thing to do in all avenues of business and life”
  126. “A non-Bitcoin blockchain combines the worst of both worlds: the cumbersome structure of the blockchain with the cost and security risk of trusted third parties”
  127. "“It is no wonder that eight years after its invention, blockchain technology has not yet managed to break through in a successful, ready-for-market commercial application other than the one for which it was specifically designed: Bitcoin”
  128. “The most common potential applications touted for blockchain technology - payments, contracts, and asset registry - are only workable to the extent that they run using the decentralized currency of the blockchain”
  129. “All blockchains without currencies have not moved from the prototype stage to commercial implementation because they cannot compete with current best practice in their markets”
  130. “Any application of #blockchain technology will only make commercial sense if its operation is reliant on the use of electronic cash, and only if electronic cash’s disintermediation provides economic benefits outweighing the use of regular currencies and payment channels”
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I'm an Identity Thief and I Want My Identity Back [Part 3] - Final

Part 1
Part 2
 
It’s my bad, guys. I got too busy to sit down and format the post right after it went up. It’s been up for a few hours and people are blowing up over it.
A few have private messaged me and asked for a link to the forum post. Let me clarify where this is being posted. This site is very, very privacy oriented. Links are automatically changed every few minutes, and they are updated across the site automatically. Even the domain name changes every couple of hours.
In short, nothing on the site is static. You have to be invited and run software on your computer to keep the links updated. So, no, I can’t link anyone to the post. I can’t invite anyone to the site either, because every account gets ONE invite, and I’ve already given mine to a friend a while ago. Sorry.
That’s also why, even though Michael/Neale provides links in this post, I can’t link them here.
Without further comment, here’s the last post from Michael/Neale!
 
 
Jack's face told me that there would be no lying my way out. Not a chance in hell. He wasn't going to believe anything besides the truth.
I eyed the gun on his bedside table briefly. If he didn't like the way I'd been living, he could shoot me. Or just plain attack me. Jack seemed to be a very upright and honest guy. I'd probably lose his help by the end of telling the truth.
So, I did. I told him about leaving the military and being unable to find a job. I told him everything I've told you now. I told him that I did in fact talk with Neale's Employees, and that I didn't want the police involved because I was an identity thief.
Jack sat on the bed across from me and just stared during my story. He barely even moved. No reaction.
"I still don't know if these guys are after me as Michael, or me as Neale," I finished with a shrug. Then I sighed deeply and looked at the floor.
"You're kidding me," Jack said after a few seconds of silence.
"Nope, it's all true," I said.
He stood up and grabbed one of the motel keys.
"I'm taking a walk to think about this," he said. I didn't even look up. He left, and I stayed where I was, my eyes boring into the floor.
"Fuck." I whispered after he slammed the door.
My emotions were drained, but the adrenaline of being caught by Jack kept me alert. No way was I sleeping anytime soon.
I pulled out my laptop and took a seat at the desk provided by the motel. It would be past midnight soon, so the DeathNote guys' latest wager would be wasted. They'd have to put in another if they wanted their money on their next attempt.
If the DeathNote guys were going to try and make some money by killing me, I was going to use their greed against them.
I wrote a quick bot that would poll the DeathNote site every few seconds. If a bounty was added under my name, I'd get a text from my email address.
Hello crude alarm system.
Writing that bot took about half an hour, and by the time I had finished, I was ready to sleep again. As I laid down, I turned up the ringer on my phone to its maximum. I hoped it would wake me up.
Sleep hit me like a metric ton of bricks.
 
I didn't hear Jack come back in last night, but he was sleeping in his bed when I squinted in the morning light and rolled over. The curtains were parted just barely and let a single stream of sunlight right into my eyes.
Grumbling, I got up to pull them closed. The alarm clock on my nightstand said it was 10am. I panicked, realizing that I was very late for work. I pushed that trivial panic down and laughed quietly at myself.
I was so wrapped up in maintaining Chris's identity that I apparently didn't give a shit about Neale or Michael. Not getting fired took priority over staying alive, apparently.
I called my store and told the employees I was sick and wouldn't be in after all. Giving instructions from memory. I glanced over at Jack, who was completely passed out. His Beretta, phone, and keys were lying on his bedside table.
I watched him intently for a few minutes, thinking. He could very well wake up and call the cops on me. He was a liability now. But there was nothing I could do to get rid of him. Not now, at least.
Time to get to work. I still had some fishing to do.
Ha, get it?
 
I logged into the backend of the fake phishing site I'd made, and was pleased to find ten entries in the database. Ten people had used my "forgot password" scam, and eight of them were Neale's. The other two were from my Employees.
Marco and Alejandro Chavez. Brothers? Or were they cover names?
They had followed my instructions, providing the same email address for both of them, but separate phone numbers. Pulling out my phone, I entered both numbers and saved them. I had yet to decide what I was going to do with them.
Now, onto Neale.
All of these Neale's were at least a little smart. None of them gave addresses, only zip codes. But at least I had something. Two zip codes were far out of state, two were one state away, and three of them were from nearby counties. One Neale didn't even have the last name of Keaton.
How many Neale Keaton's were there?
I decided to investigate the three Neale's in nearby counties. Google provided Facebook pages, LinkedIn profiles, and even a Twitter account. They were semi-active there, and even though they looked like grade-A citizens online, there was no way to know if any of them were not my Neale.
For each one, I created a Facebook profile with some stock photos online. Their profiles were locked down, but their friends lists were viewable. I correlated the number of friends and guessed that the friends with the most of the same high school meant that was the school Neale had gone to. I used that high school to finish the profile, and sent off a friend request.
I followed the same procedure for the other two zip codes in the neighboring states, but ignored the other two that were far away.
If they accepted my friend request, I could do some more digging on their profile and hopefully narrow down my list.
It took me a couple of hours to set everything up. Jack woke up just as I was wrapping things up.
"Guess you're more into computers than you let on," he said as he sat up.
I didn't say anything, but I turned around slowly to make eye contact.
"You gonna call the cops on me?" I ventured.
"Do you see the cops here?"
"No..."
"There's your answer."
"Are you planning to help me get out of this?"
"I don't want to help you."
"Then why are you still here?" I coarsely asked.
"After last night, whoever was shooting at us knows I'm helping you. So, before I knew what kind of an asshole you are, I locked myself into this."
"You really think I'm that big of an asshole that I don't deserve to live?" I said angrily.
"Identity theft is pretty fucking serious, Michael. Or should I say "Chris", because that's what your name tag says."
I cringed and shut my eyes.
"Jack," I started. "I'm not a bad person, or at least I try not to be. I boost people's credit scores and only take what they can afford to lose and not get suspicious about. I do that so I have a chance at retiring and not being a store manager beyond the age of 65."
"So you go to school, you learn how to be valuable instead of stealing value from someone else!" Jack's voice rose.
I gestured wildly at my laptop. "I didn't know shit about this or business before I started! But look at me now, I'm learning and getting better! Hell, if I get good enough, I might be able to repay everything I took! Plus interest!"
Jack turned away and ran his hands through his hair.
"So if you're stuck with me, like you said, then what's the endgame here?" I asked, giving him a minute to collect himself.
"To get my name disassociated with yours, or Neale's or whoever the fuck these guys are after."
"Good, then we have the same goal: to ditch Neale's identity. I have a part of a plan. Maybe sixty-five percent."
"How comforting," Jack sneered.
I spread my arms out and widened my eyes. "I've gotten this far on some pretty complicated crimes, Jack. We can get out of this."
Jack sighed. "What's your sixty-five percent of a plan?"
"Well, obviously we leave this area and never come back. Find a way to fire those Employees after I pay them what I owe."
"You owe them money?!" Jack cried incredulously.
"Not me! Neale!"
Jack shook his head at me. I continued anyway.
"I pay them what I owe so they don't come looking for me. We leave town, I burn everything to do with Neale. I find a new job somewhere else, you do the same, and we're free and clear."
"How is that only sixty-five percent of a plan? Sounds more like common sense."
"I haven't run through all the variables yet to make sure nothing is left undone," I said, folding my arms.
"If you want my help, I have some conditions," Jack said.
"Honestly, I could take it or leave it at this point, so I'm not to inclined to ask for your help," I snipped.
"Then you can walk home from the motel."
I shut my mouth.
"First, you give me your real info. First name, last name, military unit, parent's info, the works."
I waited for him to continue, even though I was shouting "No!" internally.
"Second, you burn every identity you have currently. All except for Chris, since you need a job somewhere. But if you take out anymore credit cards, they sure as hell better be in your name."
I clenched my jaw. Those were my backups. My emergency identities in case I needed to run.
"Then I've decided. I don't want your help."
"Then I'll call the cops."
"Not if I get out of town first."
"Then I'll find Chris directly and tell him all about what you've been using his info for. I'm sure your store keeps records on first and last names and social security numbers. I'll call as a bill collector and find the real Chris. Your best identity will be gone." He snapped his fingers.
"I can't believe this. You're threatening me to accept your help. Are you listening to yourself?"
"Actually, I'm protecting the public against you. If I find out you're swindling people out of identities again after this, I'll turn you in myself. The alternative is that I turn you in right now."
Shit. He had me in a tight corner. I could squeeze out, but it'd take time to plan and some research to--
"Deal?" Jack interrupted my thoughts, thrusting out a hand. "If we have a deal, I help you get out of Neale's identity and get the target off your head. No deal, and you go to jail tonight."
I sighed, then took his hand.
"First thing's first," Jack said after we let go. "Burn those identities."
 
I shuffled around my office, peeling credit cards and IDs from underneath tables and underneath carpet flooring. Jack explored the room, looking for any that I might be intentionally leaving behind.
"We might need these to get out of town," I complained while stacking the cards on my desk.
"You mean you might need them. I don't have any fake identities to fall back on if things go south, so you don't get them either."
"I'm telling you, these could be useful," I grumbled.
"And I told you that was part of the deal. Every identity except Chris."
I kept Neale's and Chris's documents off to one side. Neale's I would need in case I needed to prove myself to my Employees, and Jack was letting me keep Chris's identity.
I tried to keep at least one identity hidden, but Jack swept the room and found him. Bert Drew, a tax accountant.
"Whoops, missed one," I laughed nervously. Jack just dropped the credit card on the table and continued searching.
Once Jack was satisfied by his search, we gathered all the documents and cards and went to Jack's house. We took out his barbeque, lit a fire, and toasted each one. Every name that was dumped into the fire evoked memories for me.
"And you'll pay off every last one of these and close the account?" Jack demanded.
"Most are already paid off," I sighed. "I'll finish the rest today."
He nodded his satisfaction.
 
After burning all that plastic to a crisp, we had gone inside to do some research. I wanted to check my phishing site for more details and talk to my Employees to find out how much I actually owed them.
Jack stood behind me as if he didn't trust what I was doing. Out of recent habit, I went to DeathNote first.
I couldn't believe what I was staring at. Neither could Jack. His jaw hung slack before he took his fingers through his hair again.
"Oh my god..." I whispered.
And so, my little darkweb dweebs--hey, that's kinda catchy--this is where you started to come in. I'm sure you've seen the lovely "Wanted Poster" style post at the top of DeathNote.
"WANTED -- NEALE KEATON. REWARD: $150,000. DEAD OR ALIVE."
The rest of the post was some big long monologue about how shitty Neale Keaton was and how he double crossed on his business deals and shot up both friends and enemies. It included lines about how Neale stole identities too, which I thought was interesting. Did they get that from the real Neale, or from stalking me?
The post wasn't signed, not even with a username. It was stuck to the top of the page. I read it in horror, a horror that was amplified after what we’d just done.
"YOU DICK!" I screamed, jumping at Jack and shoving him into the wall. Even as he backpedaled, he grabbed his Beretta and stabbed it into my chest. I was so furious that I didn't care.
"WE BURNED ALL OF MY IDENTITIES EXCEPT NEALE AND CHRIS. WELL, GUESS WHAT?! THEY KNOW ABOUT CHRIS NOW TOO! I'M WORTHLESS NOW, JACK!"
He kept the gun painfully dug into my chest and glared at me.
"There were kids at the store, when Neale's "employees" showed up. They were taking photos together in front of the store. Posing and stuff. They weren't even suspicious." He was thinking now.
"Do you see how far up shit creek we are now?!" I yelled.
Eventually, I calmed down and we got back onto DeathNote. It got worse.
There was an honest-to-God campaign against Neale. You assholes were commenting everything you could dig up on Neale from across the darkweb. The stuff came from hidden sites that I didn't have an invite to and couldn't have searched.
Our Neale had been a very busy man. Killed three drug runners in an ambush and stole their goods. Burned down a few competing meth labs. Harassed people who planned to testify against his friends and killed the ones who did.
I'd call him a bad guy, but that doesn't do it justice. Not only was he enemies with good people, but he was enemies with practically every other bad guy out there! Not a single positive comment about him showed up.
And everyone that commented thought that his name belonged to my face.
I sat back in disbelief.
“I can't outrun this,” I sighed. “This is all over the place, who knows where he has and hasn't been. No matter where I move, this bounty, plus the DeathNote gamble, is attached to my face. Doesn't matter who I really am. No one is going to believe me when I say I'm not him.”
Jack was staring grimly at the screen.
My phone suddenly rang, which scared the hell out of both of us. I exhaled sharply then took it off the table.
Another $1,000 had been added to DeathNote. I refreshed to see that, sure enough, there was more. The bet was for today.
“We should get moving,” Jack said after seeing the new bet.
“I need to take care of a couple of things on my own first,” I said. “Can I borrow your car and a scarf?”
 
Jack let me leave without a fight. I don't think he cared if I lived or died at that point.
“I'll call a couple of friends and see what I can set up while you're gone,” was his response.
I wrapped the scarf around my face in a way that didn't arouse suspicion, and left in Jack’s car.
My plans were twofold: collect my cash from my hiding places, and pay Neale’s Employees. There were three hiding places in town with cash that would total around $5,000. Enough, I hoped, to pay the two and get us out of town.
I called Marco, who I hoped was the tall one.
“Hello?”
“It’s me,” I ventured.
“Hey, boss.”
“You hear the news?” I asked.
“Which part?”
“I’ve been ousted.”
“Heard that,” he said.
“Anything else?”
“Shawn Lockhard is looking for you.” Marco sounded nervous.
“I'm not concerned about him right now,” I said, unsure how else to respond.
“He’s offering you help.”
Well then. I guess Neale has some friends after all.
“What kind of help?”
“The usual. Money, guns, passports.”
A way out. Neale was offering me a way out.
“I'm coming by to pay what I owe you,” I stated. “Remind me how much.”
“Nah, boss, it’s only a couple thousand. Keep it, you're going to need it. We planned for this.”
Well what do you know. Loyal employees, and good friends. Even though the world hated Neale, I was starting to like him. Guess he wasn't such a bad manager after all.
“We still should meet,” I said, against my better judgement. I glanced in my rearview mirror in paranoia. “We need to talk.”
 
I left the meeting with Marco and Alejandro feeling a little better. I had a meeting with Shawn Lockhard, whoever the hell that was.
We had spoken on the phone. Two passports, ten grand, and a private plane trip to the northwest. From there, I could slip into Canada and hide away while I disassociated Neale from myself.
Jack could do whatever he wanted after that.
As I drove back to the motel, I thought about just taking off. I thought about staying with Marco and Alejandro until the meeting that night, grabbing the money, and running. Jack would demand half of it, if not more.
But I wasn't Neale. Michael and Chris were more loyal than that.
So, I parked around back, and made my way to the room.
As I approached the motel room, my phone started buzzing. I opened it to see texts flooding in, one after the other.
Gambles on DeathNote were being placed left and right. What the hell? There were five already and growing.
When I stepped around the corner, I looked up from my phone, and my whole body tensed. There, huddled near the door to our motel, were the two DeathNote goons. Looked like I had just managed to turn the corner right as they were going to break the door down.
The one facing me looked up in surprise and pointed. The other one swung his head around to look at me. They were both wearing something on their heads… flashlights on headbands?
“You’ve got to be kidding”, I growled as they stood up and pursued me. I was already back around the corner by the time they’d stood. My phone’s buzzing picked up intensity as I stuck it back into my pocket.
I bolted for the car, thankful that I was leading them away from Jack and keeping him safe.
A silenced shot whizzed past my arm, and I moved to the side, my throat clenching up. I couldn’t even swear, I just moved back and forth, praying they were bad shots.
I heard three more silenced shots, but didn’t see where they went. I was coming up on the corner of a building, so I threw myself around it to put something between us. The car was still far enough away that they could catch up and fire more shots.
Suddenly, I heard gunshots from behind. I ducked behind a car and wondered what the hell I was going to do. My phone continued to buzz, and I got very, very irritated. Then, I realized that some of the gunshots weren’t silenced. There was an exchange of fire happening around the corner between muted, silenced shots and the raw power of a Beretta.
Jack was here.
I made for the car, pulling the keys out of my pocket while I ran. Gunfire was still filling the air when I jumped into the car. A few people were peering out of the gas station next door, wondering what was going on. I saw two of them on the phone, probably calling the police.
Great.
My phone was distracting me, so I pulled it out and tossed it onto the floor of the car. It kept buzzing, but at least now it wasn’t against my thigh.
I slammed the car into reverse and sped out of the parking space. For half a second, I wondered what the hell I was doing. But before I could question it, I put the car in drive and stomped on the gas. I lowered my seat so I could just barely see over the steering wheel.
I flew around the corner, yanking the wheel hard to the left. I saw my chance and took it.
The DeathNote goons were no match for the Honda Civic. The first guy bounced off my front bumper, flying forward into the air. The other guy, alerted by his buddy being bounced off, managed to roll onto the hood. Momentum had other plans, and he tumbled up the windshield, over the roof, and slipped off the trunk.
As he rolled over the windshield, I caught sight of what was on his head. A fucking camera. He was filming this! I glanced at my still buzzing phone on the floor of the car. It must’ve been a live feed, and people were submitting gambles, each trying to be the one who got the closest to my time of death.
Fuck.
I came to a stop just in time to see the first guy land on another parked car, setting off the car alarm. The brakes had brought me too far from Jack, so I switched into reverse and hit the gas. I heard the guy behind me scream, and the car jolted when it hit him.
Jack threw open the passenger door and slammed it shut.
“Go!” He yelled. I peeled out of the parking lot and into the street.
 
“Those fuckers!” I yelled, punching the steering wheel. I needed some release: a way to get the adrenaline out.
Jack looked down at my still buzzing phone.
“They had live feed cameras on their heads,” I explained. “They were showing video to DeathNote, and people were placing bets on the exact second that I would die.”
“Jesus…” Jack said in a tone I couldn’t quite understand.
“I arranged a deal,” I said. “I can get us out of here. Private plane, money, and a way out of the country.”
Jack did a double take.
“How?”
“My Employees set it up for me. I guess being Neale Keaton still has some perks.”
“How do you know it isn’t a trap? A way to kill you and collect the reward?”
“Because, according to my Employees, Shawn makes enough money to make that reward money seem like pocket change to him. Apparently I told them at one point that I’d seen his golden private jet.”
Jack still looked skeptical.
“I told him I was coming alone,” I continued. “But that doesn’t mean you can’t come along for backup.”
Jack nodded while I told him my plan.
 
I rolled up to the private airport and slowly pulled into hangar 3, as Shawn had instructed. Jack, who was hiding in the back seat, jumped out of the car on my command. I was moving slow enough for him to slip out and get behind some crates, gun at the ready. He was my backup if things went south.
If things went badly here, we’d be out of options.
I was met with a guy in a suit who held out a hand for me to stop the car. I obeyed. He came to my door and pulled it open for me.
“Welcome, Mr. Keaton,” he greeted cordially. Not what I was expecting.
I stepped out of the car, and he held out a hand for the keys. That made me nervous. I wanted a getaway vehicle.
“That’s okay,” I said, putting the keys in my pocket. To my surprise, he didn’t protest.
We were inside a massive hangar that housed not one, but two private planes. One was a small, single prop airplane. The other was a private jet. It was black, not gold, but was still sleek and beautiful.
The floors of the hangar were polished concrete that actually shone under the large, dome lights overhead. The walls were made from polished steel and segmented into storage containers. The hangar looked nice, but there were large crates scattered everywhere, as if a cargo plane had just been unloaded. The mess took away from the appeal if you asked m--
“Neale!” Someone called from across the concrete. I looked over to see a much older man walking my way. He was a walking contradiction. He looked like he was almost 90, but his walk was young and full of spring. I hoped I’d be that upbeat when I was that old. If I ever made it to that age.
Instead of replying with a name, like an amateur, I smiled widely. “Thanks for seeing me,” I said happily.
“Happy to see you in the flesh!” He called back as we neared each other. We met right in between the two planes. The man reached out a hand, and we shook vigorously. The man in the suit was still beside me, and the old man turned to him.
“Tell everyone that the hangar is closed for the night, please Harold. And go home yourself. Take the night off.”
The man smiled and actually bowed. The old man bowed back, and the man excused himself.
“I’m guessing you’re Shawn,” I ventured when the man had left. I hoped that Jack could find a way to stay hidden while they closed down the hangar.
“Indeed,” he laughed, giving me a wry smile. “It’s so good to see you, Neale. I’ve been looking forward to meeting you for a long time.”
“Long overdue, I guess,” I smiled back, playing my part. “I wish it was under better circumstances. You’re aware of my situation?”
“Oh yes,” he murmured. “Your identity has been revealed. You’re a marked man, Neale.”
Something about that last sentence made me uneasy. Shawn must’ve sensed it, because he laughed to put me at ease.
“You and I are a lot alike,” he said in typical old man rhetoric. Life story, here we come.
“Bold, but cautious. Visionaries. Makers of our own fortune. When you were down after leaving the Army, you didn’t just accept your fate. You got up and took control of your future.”
I nodded, my heart skipping a beat. Stay calm, Neale might have been in the Army too, that’s not uncommon.
“You and I both use people to get what we want. We both started out by mistreating them, but, over time, we learned that the best way to get what you want from people is to give them something in return. We learned to treat our human relationships as symbiotic.”
“I used people face to face. But you, my friend, you used people without them even knowing about it. I’m in awe of your methods. What a world of technology we live in,” Shawn sighed.
My smile was fading.
“Hello, Michael,” he smirked. “I’m Neale Keaton.”
 
A small pistol had materialized in his wrinkled hand, and light glinted off the metal in my peripheral. It was aimed steadily at my chest.
“Do you know how long it took to track down all of your history? I mean, once I had your real name and found your credit cards, it was a lot easier to backtrack you from identity to identity. You kept great historical data. I guess you just got sloppy after a while.”
“I’m not alone,” I whispered.
“You’re not?” He said in surprise.
“Jack!” I called into the empty hangar, my voice echoing. The real Neale Keaton didn’t even flinch.
There was no reply.
“Sounds to me like you’re alone,” Keaton chuckled.
“Actually,” Jack said from behind him. “He brought me.”
Keaton didn’t even turn around. Jack’s gun was trained on Keaton’s back, but Keaton just smiled.
“Glad you could make it,” he said.
“Me too. Almost thought that Michael was going to come without me,” Jack smirked before lowering his gun. I stared at him in disbelief.
“You… and… him?” I stuttered.
Keaton waited while I put it together. I didn’t vocalize my understanding.
“Why?” I asked.
Keaton’s eyebrow raised.
“Why take such a roundabout way to get money? Why didn’t you just have Jack shoot me in the back, take your money, and leave?”
Keaton burst out laughing. Jack’s smile was condescending, as if I had asked why 2 plus 2 did not equal five.
“It’s not about the money,” he laughed. “If you don’t get it yet, there’s no point in me explaining it to you.”
He turned to Jack.
“Is he armed?”
“No,” Jack said, still clutching his Beretta but aiming it at the floor. Neale nodded.
“You want me to take your place,” I said, the pieces suddenly clicking. Once one block fell, the rest of the puzzle clicked.
And ho-ly shit, was it clever.
“Oooooh my Gooood,” I laughed, unable to resist smiling. “You don’t want to be Neale Keaton anymore!”
Keaton smiled reassuringly.
“You’ve made too many enemies! But you were smart enough to do business without letting anyone ever see who you were. You hired other people to do your deals, even though it pissed off the people you made deals with.
“Every time your hired guns double crossed someone, even if they were rogue and stealing from you, you were the one who got blamed. There’s only so many bad deals that can happen before no one will deal with you anymore.”
“I guess he can think,” Keaton glanced at Jack.
“But you couldn’t have just thought of this after I’d stolen your identity… you had to have…” I trailed off, thinking.
“My identity was bait. You were the one unlucky fish who bit the hook. I let you be me before releasing the hounds,” Keaton prompted.
“You hired the DeathNote guys? You put money on your own head and just hoped they wouldn’t shoot the real Neale Keaton?”
“Of course they didn’t know who I was,” Keaton snapped.
“You gave them my address,” I kept going. “And the other two guys you hired were, what, a scare tactic? Why tell them they were working for Neale?”
“They were my employees long before you came along. I had to dump them just like I dumped my identity. Once you die, they’ll find a new employer.”
“And once you had decided that I would be your strawman to take a bullet for you, you told them about Shawn Lockhard,” I finished.
Keaton nodded, looking impressed.
“I’ll make you a deal, Michael, since that’s why you’re here. I’ll let you live. Jack here won’t be the one to kill you. You’re smart. You get to keep Neale Keaton’s identity and I’ll let the world finish you off. You may last a while, but not that long.”
“How very generous,” I said sarcastically.
“Sarcasm won’t help me like you any more.” Keaton tutted.
“But why Jack? What’s he got to do with this?”
“I was your bodyguard, of sorts,” he spoke up. “My job was to keep you alive long enough for the word to spread that Neale Keaton had to die. Plus, I supplied all of your identities to Neale here.”
That also explained how he knew about DeathNote. Keaton had told him about the plan.
I remembered the gunfight we had just left with the DeathNote guys. Neither of them had been behind any cover, yet no one had been shot. The firefight had been staged. How many more details had I missed?
“If you try to use any of the identities that you and Jack burned,” Keaton said, “I’ll add it to the Wanted poster. You are to use my identity and mine only. You will become me. I even emailed you some notes about the people you may meet.”
“Once again, how generous.”
“See, I can be nice,” Keaton said. “Unfortunately, I have a duty to a client who I promised a tip-off on the infamous Neale Keaton.”
Keaton nodded to Jack, and Jack aimed the Beretta once more. I put my hands up instinctively.
“We’re going to take a little trip, leave you tied up somewhere, and let my client know your whereabouts.”
“Not much of a chance against the world,” I replied.
Keaton shrugged. “I’m sure you’ll think of some way out. If you don’t, then you’re not worthy of my name after all.”
Jack advanced toward me. “Turn around,” he said. I slowly complied. Suddenly, the sound of a small, metallic ting resounded throughout the hangar. Like a magnet to metal.
A huge, fiery explosion suddenly went off at the head of the private jet. The heat raced across my skin, and it felt like I was next to a bonfire. Luckily, we were further back towards the tail, or else we might’ve been hit.
“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!” Keaton shrieked.
“There!” Someone yelled from the large hangar entrance, which had been left open. Gunfire filled the hangar. Jack dropped his attention from me and moved to stand in front of Keaton. He raised his Beretta and took several calculated shots and the men who were firing blindly inside.
I dropped and rolled under the single prop plane, putting something between Jack and I before he decided to take a shot at me instead.
The gunfire increased as more men showed up at the entrance.
“NOWHERE TO HIDE, NEALE!” Someone screamed.
“FUCK YOU, OLIVER!” Keaton yelled back, returning fire with his own small pistol.
“Jack, move back. The crates have ammo.” Keaton said over the gunfire. I was barely able to hear him.
Perfect, I thought. I moved quietly along the airplane, keeping its body between me and the multiple shooters. When I hit the back of the plane, I peered around. Jack and Keaton were still exchanging bullets with the intruders, slowly stepping towards the crates in the back.
I moved just out of their peripheral vision, following my training. I stayed low and made sure the plane kept me out of sight. When I reached the scattered crates, I lifted one quickly to find it full of nothing but straw.
Taking a chance, I dug my hand down and touched metal, thank God.
I pulled out an actual AK with the a clip taped to the side with packaging tape. Biting off the tape, I felt around for ammo and managed to snag a handful of loose bullets.
I ducked behind the crate and slid bullets one by one into the clip. Eight bullets. Eight shots. More than enough to kill Keaton and Jack, but not enough to get out of here. They’d kill everyone here just to make sure they got the real Keaton.
I heard gunfire getting closer, so I knew that Jack and Keaton were getting closer. They had to be running out of bullets by now. I glanced up and saw that they were using the plane as cover like I had and were still making their way back.
Raising the AK, I aimed for Jack’s back, lining the sights up perfectly. My finger slowly squeezed the trigger until I heard a click.
It jammed.
SHIT,” I hissed involuntarily. That made Jack turn around.
I hit the floor as three bullets zipped overhead, denting the steel wall behind me. Desperately, I tore at the bullet feed, trying to kick out the jammed bullet. I heard Jack’s gun click loudly, and took my chances.
I jumped up, still fiddling with the AK, and ran towards Jack. He ran towards me too, ready to fist-fight it out. I lowered the AK to one hand and raised the other like I was going to punch. The distraction worked, and I shoved the AK forward, barrel first. It hit him hard in the gut, and he doubled over. With two hands, I used the AK to slam the butt down on the back of his head. He collapsed instantly. I’d hit the back of his neck perfectly.
Gasping for air and trying to keep the adrenaline for just a little longer, I tried one more attempt to unjam my rifle. But it was hopeless, and I could get shot at any second.
Keaton turned back, probably just realizing that Jack was gone, and saw me standing over Jack’s unconscious body.
I dropped the gun, intending to run back to the crates and find another. But the jammed bullet jumped out when the gun hit the ground. Both Keaton and I saw the bullet bounce off the ground. As if in slow motion, I bent to pick up the gun while he spun his pistol on me.
I wasn’t fast enough.
A bullet caught him in the calf from behind, and he screamed. It forced him down onto one knee in a small spray of blood. His gun went off, but wasn’t aimed anywhere specific.
He crawled further under the plane to shield himself, which gave me time to act.
I pulled out my phone, which was pissing me off. IIt had been vibrating non-stop ever since I arrived at the hangar. Even though it pissed me off, it was good. It meant that Marco and Alejandro had done their jobs.
I raised the AK in one hand, and my phone in the other. One button started the video recording. I let out all six remaining bullets, only two of which actually hit Keaton’s chest. He screamed again, dropped his gun, and fell down face-first.
Satisfied, I hit “Stop” on my phone and slipped it into my pocket again.
Both were down. I was the only one left. And the gunfire from the door wasn’t slowing down.
The squeal of tires made me perk up my ears, and I smiled in disbelief as two SUV’s sped into the hangar, each manned by Marco and Alejandro. Alejandro used his to defend Marco’s car, which sped between the two planes and skid to a stop in front of Keaton.
I raced forward with the AK and jumped into the backseat. I dropped to the floor while Marco hit the gas and turned around. Alejandro had already gone in front and his SUV was taking all the fire. The car rocked as we tore out of the hangar and bullets ravaged the back of the car.
I tore the battery out of my phone to stop it from vibrating anymore.
“Their cars are parked far away, we should be safe soon,” Marco said with his usual accent.
“Thanks, Marco,” I rasped, sitting up.
“You’re welcome, Mr. Keaton.”
 
I knew there was a 50/50 chance that this meeting was setup. In the worst case, I’d be riding a private jet out with guns blazing. In the best case… well, what happened was the best case.
At my request, Alejandro and Marco had gone onto DeathNote and spread rumors that I was getting alerts from DeathNote whenever a new hit was added. I changed my code to paste my phone’s location on DeathNote every time it received a text about a new hit.
You darkweb dweebs caught on immediately and started spamming the hit list to get my location and track me down. The more hits that were added, the more value Neale Keaton’s death had. And with that beautiful video, I was able to prove to the DeathNote owners that I had indeed killed Neale Keaton.
How did they know that old guy was the real Neale?
I’d been recording on my phone ever since I got to the hangar. The audio corroborated everything.
With proof in hand, the runners of DeathNote paid out my grand total of $56,000 in Bitcoin. I didn’t get the $150,000 unfortunately since it was Keaton himself who had placed that reward.
See, I knew something was fishy with Jack after I looked at his phone the morning after I told him I was an identity thief.
He was asleep when I went through his phone to try and find a way to ditch him somehow. I wasn’t sure what I was looking for. But his calls list showed a call to the same number multiple times over the last couple of days. All of the calls had been made while I wasn’t with him.
Sure, it could have been anyone, but it made me suspicious.
When I met with Marco and Alejandro, I kept up the ruse of being Neale. They only knew what I told them, and I asked them to bring two cars to my phone’s location when they heard shooting.
My phone had brought you lovely darkweb fuckers right to where I was going to die. You inadvertantly saved my life.
Like I said from the start, you were being manipulated. By both Neale and myself.
Thanks ;)
Someone made a post a few days ago out of video from the people who came to kill Keaton at the hangar. The video showed Jack and Keaton, who was a 90 year-old guy, but not my face. All the rest of you saw that Keaton’s reward had been claimed, and cried fraud.
But it wasn’t fraud. I just beat you all to it.
This post is here to salvage Chris’s reputation. Michael is a piece of shit. Neale is a piece of shit too. But Chris is the one identity I actually wanted. I wish I could have that identity and that life back. But it’s too late now. You have forced my hand, and until this site accepts that I got the bounty fair and square, I can’t be Chris the store manager.
I’m an identity thief, my darkweb dwellers. I become who I need to be to get what I want.
The sooner you accept that I am NOT Neale Keaton, the sooner Neale Keaton will die. Until then, Keaton’s email is really helping me assume his role. Once you all accept it, I’ll dump his shit, delete everything, and go back to being Chris the store manager.
Until that changes, I am Neale Keaton.
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2018 Bartlett High Girls Track State 4 x 400 Record Breaking

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