A thought struck me today, as thoughts often do, and I thought I’d share it with all three of my readers.
What if I really am a CIA operative, but I don’t know it?
Two theories:
- I was trained and etc, but then something happened and I was brainwashed by the enemy or suffered some traumatic injury that resulted in amnesia (not unlike what happened to Jason Bourne).
- I am not technically a CIA operative, but am an unwitting (and extremely vital, I might add) member of the CIA. Meaning, the CIA manipulates my life (feeding me information, controlling who I meet and where I go) and thus I, still unwittingly (what does that word really mean, anyway?), transfer valuable information to other operatives.
Personally, I think either theory could be the truth. Oh! Maybe both are true and the latter is a direct result of the former. Yup, that’s got to be it.
So why am I so convinced that I’m a superspy? Because I know not one but two people who work for the National Security Agency, or NSA. And I don’t just mean “know of” two NSA employees, but I actually know them and they’d actually admit that they know me.
Is it just me or does it sound suspicious that I know two employees of a government agency (that is often referred to as “No Such Agency” because no one knows about it)?
I submit that it does.
I’d love to clear up this little mystery, but then I’d have to terminate you.
Allison
November 23rd, 2006