I write this 3,658 kilometres from Clyde. On the other side of the country, I feel a relative safety from their evil forces, but I know too well that their reach is long. Perth maybe the world’s most isolated capital city, but Clyde’s secretive operatives are everywhere
In 2024, I learned the hard way about Clyde’s power to silence those who ask awkward questions. In February, I posted an ill-advised video revealing I had moved from one location in Granville to another, closer to Clyde with a balcony on which I could keep a closer eye on the place I believe to be the Greatest Threat to Human Existence.
Mere weeks later, the eviction notice came. Oh sure the landlords claimed to want to renovate the place and “no fault” evictions had yet to be banned by the NSW government. But you’d be more naive than a Western Sydney Wanderers fan convinced the latest squad rebuild would herald a return the glory days of a decade ago not to see the true author of that letter giving 90 days to get out.
All I will say is they have not driven me from God’s Own Suburb. I have made a tactical retreat to a location further from the Clyde border, but I remain within the boundaries of Granville. I shall give no further clues to the dark forces who do Clyde’s bidding.
Most importantly, I will continue asking questions.
Why does Clyde have it's own train station, mere blocks from Granville’s, when the official census figures indicate only 9 people live there?
Does anyone truly believe the “Official Statistics”?
What are they really doing there?
What is that distinct, unpleasant yet undefinable stench that wafts from Clyde in windier days?
They don't want you asking these questions. But I have only one New Year's Resolution: find out the truth about Clyde.
Also, Free Palestine.
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