What’s not to love about conspiracies?
Lying, controlling governments?
When I got the chance to read a story about an investigative blogger, would-be journalist, trying to expose an organisation imposing a draconian regime for public safety, how could I resist?
The CleanSweep Conspiracy, by Chuck Waldron, is spooky. Our blogging hero, Matt, writes about politics and liberty and rights and the usual, but starts to question CleanSweep.
He receives message through his blog offering info and is inevitably sucked in from then on.
CleanSweep is the equivalent of rounding up stray dogs for Olympic venues, but instead of killing dogs, the organisation kills people. Homeless people, homosexuals, any undesirables really. CleanSweep takes priority over any other laws or organisations. Tidy up the streets.
Meanwhile, Matt, and the allies he finds, a couple of journalists, two street people, and a police officer, go on the run as they try to find a way to publish the truth.
It’s an interesting book. Nazi and Communist history join the fray, amidst savvy internet technology.
What I liked were the implications – and total disregard – for civil liberties. Trying to silence not just professional journalists but an amateur blogger. Nothing new here, try Veronica Guerin.
But of course, CleanSweep has been sanctioned by the government so that’s OK isn’t it?
I liked the idea of a blogger getting totally out of his depth. That’s why I don’t write those sort of posts. Believe me.
The characterisation was good, the street people in particular sang out to me. I thought they were portrayed with some feeling.
I thought the on-the-run sections went on too long. And, there were a lot of coincidences, which helpfully wrapped things up. Almost.
It was a decent and interesting read. I liked the idea and it was well thought through.
Born in Iowa, Chuck Waldron lived in Ontario, Canada, before relocating to Florida’s Treasure Coast. Over the years, he’s held many jobs. The ones he can mention in print include US Army soldier, truck driver, office manager, mailman, real estate salesman, social worker, hardware store clerk, and shuttle driver.
Fate played a crucial role when he walked into his first writing class, and he still honors the memory of the teacher, Henrietta. She gave him permission to write. That—along with countless writing groups, classes, seminars, and much sweat—has resulted in over fifty short stories and four novels.
Waldron often likes to pretend interest, lacks perseverance, and could generally use a good talking to—until it comes to his writing, that is. He and his wife Suzanne reside in Port St. Lucie, Florida. While keeping an eye out for hurricanes, alligators, and Burmese pythons, he’s busy writing his next novel.
Thanks to Chuck, especially for signing his book and to iRead Book Tours.
The back cover. Inspired by events six years ago in Toronto.
Ah yes. We all need our comfort blankets don't we?
So, let's have a look at trade-offs.
Sovereignty – for what?
A deficit in trading with the EU.
The EU is going to stop exporting to Britain? Really?
From outside the U.K., European leaders warned of the consequences of a so-called Brexit one last time. In Brussels, European Commission President Jean-Claude Juncker said the referendum result will be final. “Out is out,” he said. “British policy makers and British voters have to know that there will be no kind of renegotiation.”
“Out is out,” echoed French President Francois Hollande in Paris. He said there’s a “serious risk” that the U.K. could lose access to the EU’s common market — putting British exporters at a disadvantage. The Remain camp has repeatedly cited that as a risk, while Leave has argued that new arrangements can ensure continued trade privileges from outside the EU.
So, Norway, Switzerland, Iceland and Liechtenstein have problems? How many times does this need to be said?
Ever more fish in a small pool and no more food for those new fish = less food for everyone.
Oh, wait. Only the fish in the pool have problems. The handlers, or those not in the same pool, are OK.
In his final campaign event, Cameron urged undecided voters to “put jobs first, put the economy first, put your children’s future first, put our future first as a country.” Anyone in doubt should vote “Remain,” he said at the University of Birmingham.
David? How many jobless working class people do you know?
But David of course, became the first British PM in zzzzz years to visit Gib last week. To show how proud he was of Gibraltar. Er, no.
You’ve been in power for six years and you fly in for a couple of hours, a week before the vote?
He never got to make his speech at the planned rally, although people we knew decided not to go. It would have looked like support.
It was cancelled because of the attack on Jo Cox. Labour MP for Batley and Spen. Trouble is, I’ve tramped the streets round there and know the area well. It’s Muslim. Very, very Muslim.
Let’s have a look at the neighbouring constituency:
See why there might be problems?
Where there is a Sharia Court.
You need to have lived there.
So, the conspiracy theorist says, mmm, right-on thinking MP killed by white racist. And the Leave/Brexit votes suddenly drop. How. Convenient.
But, in other manipulative theories, why else would Gib and ex-pats be given a say? I mean we are talking about people all over the world, not just those in Europe. I ask you. To vote in, of course. Settled, comfortable, financially secure. Selfish.
Except, not all Gibbos agree. Some are sick of the lack of work for their friends and family, while seeing others come over the border every day, either on the black or working for lower wages.
Gibbos and cross border workers with a vote will be In.
An eastern European here earns £10–£15 pounds a day on the black. Flat shares. Or something. ‘There’s nothing there,’ he says. ‘I’m not going back.’
Now, how many of you vote ‘ins’ want to work for that money and live with five other people.
This isn’t creating wealth. At all.
But there we go.