British Intelligence
When it comes to our national security who has their finger on the pulse? Worse on the nuclear trigger? Are we really safe in their hands? Oh dear
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11 min readNov 27, 2021
A Short Comedy Play
A bit of a farce…
INSIDE THE CYBER-RELAY ETHERNET TEAM INTELLIGENCE STATION — CRETInS, MOD, WHITEHALL, BUNKER 69.
AS THE CURTAINS OPEN, SECOND-IN-COMMAND MAJOR JENKINS IS PACING UP AND DOWN LOOKING ANXIOUS, CHECKING HIS WATCH. HE AWAITS THE IMMINENT ARRIVAL OF THE TEAM’S DIRECTOR GENERAL (DG).
DOCTOR CELIA JENKINS, CRETInS PROGRAM DIRECTOR, IS MOVING BETWEEN AND REVIEWING WORKSTATION TERMINALS, ALSO CHECKING HER TABLET.
THE DG STRIDES WITH PURPOSE TOWARDS MAJOR JENKINS FROM STAGE RIGHT.
DIRECTOR GENERAL:
Alright, Jenkins, what’s the flap here?
JENKINS:
Sir, we can’t stop the STRIKE program.
DIRECTOR GENERAL:
The what program?
JENKINS:
STRIKE, sir. As you know, the PM has called off the nuclear attack.
DIRECTOR GENERAL:
