What NWO job do you hold?

I was informed on another forum that I work at NIST in their Disinformation Division.

He was almost right. I actually work at the Temple for the Indoctrination of Naive Sheeple (TINS; we mix up the acronyms to further confuse the masses).

My family think I'm a toymaker in Canada. :boxedin:
 
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GS-16, wow. I'm an electrical engineer and I'm only GS-12. Given my background, and my employment in data-recording with the Air Force, it should be obvious that I specialize in FDR data fakery. I totally screwed up the altimeter section.. I hope no one takes JDX seriously.

Now that I've finished that project, I've moved on to a hodgepodge of other projections including implant mind control microchips, antenna for space beam weaponry, holographic projectors, and wireless thermate detonators.

What a small world. I work in the animal attack division. The cool thing is, we've gotten the sheeple to pay us to implant the chips. When the day comes, little Fluffy will go right for their throat. Even better, we've supplemented the coffee fund by selling videos of live-fire demonstrations to network TV.
 
MG, it's Q-Man. Are we working together on this deal? God I love this cloak and dagger stuff I'm serious! Like my NWO battalion commander would put both of us in the same grocery store and not neither of us NWOers never knew?

Ni!

I used to do that job, but I just got upgraded to oblivious soccer mom on a cell phone in a giant SUV whipping into your parking space and cutting you off. I'm starting to get carpal tunnel in my middle finger, though. And of course because of the SUV, I'm cross-connected to the oil industry.
 
Well I'm a juggler, which can only mean one thing: I knew too much! I was getting too close! They had my memory wiped and implanted juggling skills and false memories so I'd think I've been doing this most of my life.

I must have had proof too, or they wouldn't have gone to such extremes to keep me quiet. But where did I hide it? Maybe with hypnosis I'll recover the memories and expose the whole thing!
 
Well I'm a juggler, which can only mean one thing: I knew too much! I was getting too close! They had my memory wiped and implanted juggling skills and false memories so I'd think I've been doing this most of my life.

I must have had proof too, or they wouldn't have gone to such extremes to keep me quiet. But where did I hide it? Maybe with hypnosis I'll recover the memories and expose the whole thing!
Memo to NWO Human Resources:

Assign Joe to the carnivals that hit all the hot spots at McMurdo Station, indefinitely. Please. My wife just got laid off as Polisher Of NWO Leader Marble Busts and times is tough...
 
So, where are the teachers? Will nobody think of the children?

I started retraining to be a re-education specialist, but now I'm rethinking, ya know, maybe history revisioning has more of a future.
 
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I'd reconsider. There could be repercussions. Regrettable repercussions with a recurring nightmarish quality.

Don't make me repeat myself.
 
Someone better put some encryption and a self-destruct on this thread...if this falls into the wrong hands...well, let's just hope that never happens...there'll be a lot more people that will have to "disappear".
 
Someone better put some encryption and a self-destruct on this thread...if this falls into the wrong hands...well, let's just hope that never happens...there'll be a lot more people that will have to "disappear".
I enjoy making people disappear.

It's like playing Peek-A-Boo with a baby, only instead of using your hands to cover your eyes and ducking behind a chair, you use a .45 with a silencer and a meat grinder.
 
I enjoy making people disappear.

It's like playing Peek-A-Boo with a baby, only instead of using your hands to cover your eyes and ducking behind a chair, you use a .45 with a silencer and a meat grinder.


It may be that I'm a sick individual, but that's a sacrifice I'm willing to make if it means I get to chuckle at comments like the above.

-Gumboot
 
I enjoy making people disappear.

It's like playing Peek-A-Boo with a baby, only instead of using your hands to cover your eyes and ducking behind a chair, you use a .45 with a silencer and a meat grinder.

But the baby is still part, right?
 
(Looks around, checks bank account.)
No numbered Swiss bank account holding bazzillions of dollars.
No pile of gold bricks laying around the garage or hidden under the floor of the house.
No fabulously valuable sports car parked in the garage.
No enormous yacht docked somewhere in my name.
Still fixing PC for a living, when I'd rather be writing software.

No family members kidnapped to force me to to the NWO work.

No family members restored to health through an experimental treatment spnsored by the NWO in order to secure my gratitude and loyalty.


Since I'm not being paid the absolutely incredible amounts of cash it would take me to keep quiet about NWO projects, and I've not been coerced or tricked into loyalty, I must not have a NWO job.


Hard as heck to hold a job in an organization that doesn't exist.

'Course, if I did have such a job I'd be likely to volunteer to silence the "traitors" who are running around uncovering NWO plots and exposing them on the internet. Just track the twits by the evidence to their real identities they leave all over the place, then arrange an innocent looking "accident." Christophera, Sir Knight, all those clowns would be toast before they could finish page three of their latest thread.

Since that ain't happening, either, you can figure the NWO doesn't exist. They'd be no less ruthless.
 
(Looks around, checks bank account.)

Since I'm not being paid the absolutely incredible amounts of cash it would take me to keep quiet about NWO projects, and I've not been coerced or tricked into loyalty, I must not have a NWO job.

Methinks you doth protest too much.... and we still have the negatives! :D
 
I work in a particle accelorator. Need Super-Destructo-Mega-Space-Hyper-Death-Beams? I'm the shill you want. Anti-matter bombs and cyborgs available on request.

In my spare time I often work as a decoy to distract truth seekers from my superiors in the NWO. Everyone look at me! :wave1
 
I enjoy making people disappear.

It's like playing Peek-A-Boo with a baby, only instead of using your hands to cover your eyes and ducking behind a chair, you use a .45 with a silencer and a meat grinder.

No, no, no...first freeze them then use a wood chipper...much faster even counting the "freeze time".
 
Memo to NWO Human Resources:

Assign Joe to the carnivals that hit all the hot spots at McMurdo Station, indefinitely. Please. My wife just got laid off as Polisher Of NWO Leader Marble Busts and times is tough...

That's rough...at least sitting in a box offers job security. ;)
 

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