9th August
After experiencing the Slovak General Staff Map of Many things, not to mention the alarming display of competence from the Staff, Tiso and Tuka decided to take the weekend off to recover. The fact it was only Tuesday had in no way put them off this plan and they had departed the bunker in high spirits, Tiso in particular. Sadly this otherwise perfect plan was be rudely interrupted the following morning.
"Generalissimus!" Messenger #78 cried out, waking Tiso from his not at all alcohol induced slumber.
"What is it?" Tiso asked, lifting his head of his desk and peeling important state documents from his face.
"There is vital news from the front and you must come to the General Staff HQ at once!" #78 shouted again, most inconsiderately from Tiso's perspective.
"Very well, I will be there shortly." Tiso said, wondering where Tuka had got to.
Finding a snoring Tuka in the cupboard, Tiso kicked his colleague awake and together they made their way to the General Staff bunker.
"Why was that chap called Messenger #78?" Tiso asked belatedly, as always cutting right to the heart of the irrelevant issues.
"We're rationing our Umlauts for the the war effort, so all our messengers had their names replaced with numbers. It was a noble sacrifice we were willing for them to make." Tuka explained.
"But we've only got two messengers. So why #78?" Tiso said.
"Security." Tuka said cryptically, handing over a memo from Slovak Counter-Intelligence.
To confuse enemy spies,
it's perfectly fine to tell lies.
Hence we count from the wrong number
so our enemies still slumber
And thus hierarchical and complex stratification of the nested interpenetrating constraint acts to resist hegemonic collectivisation.
No longer content to act within the rigid and artificial hierarchy of merely catching spies, Janko Jesensky had diversified into general security advice. Possibly. It's always hard to be sure about critical social realism.
Realising that Jesensky was either some form of security genius or an idiot, Tiso resolved to stop thinking about the subject as he suspected he wouldn't like the answer.
Putting such thoughts from his mind Tiso realised they had reached their destination. Within the HQ lay the vital news that had cut short his weekend, good or bad he hoped it was at least actually important and not Slovak Army important. He checked his hip flask, nodded at Tuka and went inside.
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A quick update to ensure I don't allow a whole month to pass between posts. Hope it's enough to tide you over and Jesensky's latest effort is up to his usual high standards.