Do You Think World War Three is About to Start?

Examining the Fallout and Some Personal Updates

Some months seem to go one forever. Sometimes days seem to last minutes:

I would categorize the last several weeks for me as “dramatic.” Not, thank God, traumatic, but a lot has been moving behind the scenes.

In short brother Tee basically decided to grab everything of value which wasn’t nailed down. His whereabouts are unknown to either us, several close friends, and the police, who also came inquiring about him. Ka went into a grand mal seizure 10 minutes later, the first in over two years. And here I thought he was past those. Tee apparently owes several acquiantances money and people have shown up at say 3 AM trying to catch him sleeping. Another friend appeared like an apparition last night at 2 AM when I went to go to the bathroom. He said Tee’s new girlfriend had taken his motorbike and he suspected they were both hiding out together but had not been able to contact them in one week. This roughly aligns with everything else we’ve heard.

To give you an idea on the two motorbikes, here is what is left of the second one. The first one is gone in its entirety:

Yes there are still parts left on this but without wheels or tires walking to the nearest motorbike shop while carrying it would be a pain. Also, our electricity is off again. Brother Tee had run a line from a friend in the neighborhood and now that he is gone you can guess what happened there. There is no more electric.

So me and my husband have been walking to Wat Muang Mai, which would be better if the dogs didn’t follow us, but they always do. The monks have been joking about the three black girls and both Daisy and her “not my dog” mother Jungo have learned how to use the pedestrian bridge at Muang Thalang high school. Shadow hates the steep steps though and just takes her chances crossing on the main highway. Shady and Cooper both fall back from the big road and don’t bother with crossing Thepkrassatri/402 highway. If I had a native American name in Thailand, it would most certainly be “Dogs Follow Her.” There’s between 1-7 dogs following me at any time walking, some of which aren’t even my dogs.

Feisty the cat had her miracle litter though. It’s not much of a litter, as it is two kittens, but they are both healthy and she is a good mom thus far. All the feral cats next door are gone, so my previously infertile three year old cat is the only queen I have.

Yesterday I wanted to find someone in the neighborhood who could help us with the non electricity situation. After asking in the neighborhood we came upon the recycling guy.

Now this guy, former Thai police, lives in the backwoods of the backwoods, like at least 50 meters off of the nearest dirt road that could even be called a trail. You are not likely to stumble on him or his house accidentally. Like most former police/military/retired aound the world he largely keeps to himself and if I had to guess doesn’t give a rat’s ass what anyone thinks of him.

Now I had a run in several months ago, not with him, but rather with his two dogs. When I came back in March I was surveying the neighborhood and trying to determine who was still living here and who had electricity and who did not. Nobody was with me and none of my dogs followed me that time. I came up to the retired policeman’s house. He was not home. Both of his dogs; male and sons of Jungo, came to inspect me.

Both dogs were larger than pitbull size. Both, I immediately sensed, were well trained. The larger brown one growled in a grimace in the back of his mouth with his tail stiff and even with the ground. I’m not a dog whisperer but I will tell you something: if you ever see a dog do this, DO NOT ENGAGE. Espescially if there is more than one as what the alpha does, the pack will follow. I slowly backed away, out of their territory, walking backwards and keeping my eyes on the two dogs. Neither had collars (Note: collars on attack dogs are a Godsend. If they actually do attack grab that with one or both hands as fast as you can. I am speaking from experience). I got out of their guarded area as fast as I could.

Somebody told us the recycling guy had electricity and might be willing to help us and that he was home. His two dogs were completely in different spirits, with their tails wagging enthusiastically as we arrived. My dogs all their sisters and nieces came with wagging tails and not my dog Jungo, the mother and grandmother to all of them, came later. You would never know these two dogs had been ready to maul me months before.

I bring that up perhaps because I know the difference between a well trained dog that can really do damage to people and your average mid sized mutt that likes to chase cars and motorbikes. One is much more common than the other, thankfully, in the direction of clueless and untrained dogs.

We’d been to the recycling guy’s house but only maybe two times over the years. He tends to keep to himself but on hearing of our strange no electricity-no internet-no motorbike problem he was very helpful. He had a fast charging line he thought would help. I explained to him that brother Tee had stolen everything of value not nailed down, including the motorbikes (or all parts therein) the Buddha necklace, many other buddhas, the good chargers for my phone, a phone, both good solar celled power banks, and our last pair of flip flops. That left Ka walking to 7 Eleven 2 miles away barefoot as I went in to buy a new pair of shoes and a new charger for my phone. That was a little before the electric went out again.

I don’t think this is going to end well for brother Tee. You might be wondering what triggered him and I suspect his new girlfriend is into some black market stuff: motorbike chop shop gangs and perhaps she knows some people who engage in the thriving trade of Buddha amulets and carvings. It also probably had to do with conversations he overheard me having with my daughter Jasmine and my mother. After almost four years of hell, my husband Ka finally has a visa interview to come to the United States legally with me set for October. Brother Tee is cashing out where he can, methinks.

This is sad really. As I told him a few times over the summer if he didn’t seem to openly hate the dogs it was in both mine and his best interests to give him money to feed them and for him to keep in touch and also update on how the mutts were doing. Ka definitely wanted him to stay in the bungalow after we left if possible to hold down the fort as it were. Tee clearly had other ideas which requires an entire rethink.

The retired police officer mentioned that most of the recycling he does was for high end hotels that cater to Russians. He gets phones and laptops and accessories which are left behind all of the time. Recently there was a party with some friends and he showed me some pictures on his phone of it. There was a two year old white boy with light blond hair riding a red rocking horse. The boy was shirtless and in diapers and he looked uncomfortable in all of the pictures with Thais posing with him. In one photo a Thai man had put a cigarette in the child’s mouth and was lighting it while another behind the toddler made a thumbs up gesture. It didn’t appear to be a party that was appropriate for this child and other than the kid there were no pictures of any other white people or children.

“Mother from Ukraine. Father Russian.” The former policeman explained. They appeared to be his pictures taken on his phone and he verified that on the spot for me. There was a red rocking horse toy that was stacked on top of one of his piles of trash. “Same same I take there.” He told me as I looked at the rocking horse and the pictures of the boy on it. An uneasy chill went up my spine. These weren’t uploaded from some Internet site of pictures that don’t seem appropriate but which aren’t by themselves incriminating evidence.

I asked him if he thought there was any child trafficking going on in Thailand. He seems to suspect it, but changed the subject matter quickly. The support networks for these rings would number in the thousands of people. You’d have nannies and caretakers for the children and people passing them from place to place, with most of the lower ranking people both not well paid and not really understanding the end game. The war in Ukraine opened up another front for it.

Some days ago I decided to check commercial flights from Phuket to Kiev, or Kyiv, or Kyev, as they can’t seem to get the spelling consistent right now. Google has no listings, but Trips.com informed me that for the low price of $165,000 I might be able to inquire about a private jet to this area. I think about all of those politicians touring Ukraine and giving the impression that things are going swimmingly. Something wicked this wind blows.

I checked Phuket to Moscow. The lowest one way flight was $335 USD. I’m worried they’re shutting down the world. Is World War III starting or has it already begun? Something which bothered me about Maui was the blatant nature of it. It was like a school yard bully who beats somebody up and dares anyone to stop him.

War Is Bad

​  More from Sasha Latypova's site. Look, the Department of Hawaiian Homelands already has plans to build a "Worker's Paradise" where the field got burned out. The nice houses for lower-income people in the new developments all burned, but fortunately the houses for wealthy people did not. 

Things are falling right into place better than anybody could have anticipated. 

Weird that the fires stopped right at property lines, and melted aluminum wheels on cars, isn't it?  

Oh, there's more about that. Coulda' been computer-mapping of microwave beam weapons.

​  Lahaina Incident: In-Depth Discussion on Possible Weaponization of GIS

Lahaina Incident: In-Depth Discussion on Possible Weaponization of GIS

  ​Russian Foreign Minister Sergey Lavrov's Saturday 9/23/23 speech to the UN General Assembly (a most articulate 23 min. explanation of what is happening despite the "west")

During his address to the UNGA, Russia's top diplomat stressed that a new world order is being born "before our very eyes”, with the "future created in the struggle between the global majority" and those few who "use neocolonial methods of subjugation to retain their vanishing domination"​. https://sputnikglobe.com/20230924/lavrovs-full-speech-at-78th-session-of-un-general-assembly-1113617957.html

​  I'll argue that WW-3 is already underway, but it does not look like the end of WW-2, with the nuclear annihilation of Hiroshima and Nagasaki 78 years ago.

​I very much agree with Spartacus and Sergey Lavrov above. War is a management technique for power elites to manage populations and resources, and in restive times, to get young men to expend their lives against each other for the causes of the owners, rather than to unseat the owners in their common-interest. 

​  Another path might be possible on a societal level this time around, but that could also be a head-fake. At this point the choice should be relatively easy for healthy humans to resist war as much as possible, without becoming too much of a target oneself. 

  In this war the owners want to keep all of the nice stuff, and a functional industrial society, but get rid of what they see as a vast excess of humanity, which is using up their nice stuff, and not directly contributing to their plans for their world.

Is World War III About to Start? Part I: Drift Toward War https://scheerpost.com/2023/09/23/is-world-war-iii-about-to-start-part-i-drift-toward-war/

Am I the only one who is feeling uneasy?

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