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Tuesday, October 27, 2020

conspiracy from hell?

A forest fire 
could provide a good analogy. 
But there have been far too many 
of those, lately - how about a warehouse
fire? And, make it an evil warehouse. 
Or what about an evil corporate 
headquarters? And how come 

so many of them don't burn down? 

Is it really that fire-prevention measures, 
sprinklers, extinguishers, drills, emergency 
response and what-not - have gotten so 
sophisticated, so effective that giant 
monolithic buildings founded in evil
and housing evil simply can't be burnt? 

Burnt all the way, I mean. Burnt down. 

Or is it something more sinister, 
like Satan. Maybe Satan is in league
with heroes - the firefighters themselves! 
A devil's pact: "Here, you guys go, fight 

forest fires. Be heroes. I'll make sure 
this building here never burns down." 

I don't think it's something you could prove, 
but you notice nobody has disproved it. Or 
even denied it. Oh, except Satan

probably 

Satan denies everything. Preemptively 
and comprehensively, before even 
accused. 

Probably 

out of force of habit. Past a certain point, 
gotta be tiresome. Always the one 

being blamed. 

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