(Just a little something I wrote in response to the surveillance program.)
How to Drive an Eavesdropper Crazy
Agent Straub pulled the headphones from his
ears and practically screamed, “Somebody make it stop! Drive a red-hot spike
through my eardrums! Anything!”
“What’s up?” asked a colleague.
“This incessant singing. One line, over and
over. All day. The next day it’s another one. A song, or a snatch of a song. Or
humming.
“Off-key,” he added bitterly.
His fellow-agents chuckled, but they
sympathized, too. Whoever thought that listening in on this particular
apartment was going to yield information on possible terrorist attacks had some
ba-a-ad intel. Work, the occasional meeting with friends, TV shows…Nothing, but
nothing to indicate the woman was a risk. Six months they’d been listening, and
not a whiff of anything political or even unpleasant. Just her incessant
singing. It was time to pull the plug.
Six months and one week after they’d started
the surveillance, one week after they’d pulled the plug, another listener put
on his headphones and began to take notes. He thought that a six-month lead
time was a bit much for trying to lull any possible eavesdroppers, but those
were orders. Now, to business.
One line off-key. One line on pitch. Again
on pitch. Off-key. On pitch. On pitch. On pitch. On pitch. …
“Tuesday eight a.m. Central Market. …”
2 comments:
NIIIIICE! You should post this on facebook AND send it to your mother!
Definitely will send it to Mom.
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