Where the mossie lands

Day 2,749, 08:04 Published in Ireland Ireland by Releasethe Krakken
A mossie is the most common bird in south africa wherever you look you will see one of this cheery fellows busy with the hustle and bustle of their own bird lifes. Originally this was called The final landing of the minstrel but I am not so certain of the term minstrel anymore so changed it to mossie.



Sometimes ideas is like the flight of a bird and we are all swayed into his final landing.

That final thought.

We are told our friends lend us money.

We are told we cannot remain the priority of our friends much longer.

We are told the defenses takes a terrible toll on our finances.


All of the above might be true. But then again they maybe just be the seeds planted or the turn of the mossie up above leading us to a commonality of thought.

How predictable that the person suggesting a dictator was elected. how predictable that the person who they have seemingly a problem with is Don Croata.

The entry and exit is both the same person. Don Croata!




The little mossie we follow up above chirping away so happily to catch our eyes. We cannot miss that little mossie we cannot miss his path. We cannot miss the final landing.


IMO the dictator decision was just rushed to fast. We are 1 country against a smaller sized opponent.

We are in the clear as far as our campaign goes. Why would our friends abandon us. Do you people normally give up on a good cause after twice defending it. Is 3 times the magic charm. How disappointing this final landing spot.

We had the support of the world.


In the end we chose the cowards way out. lesser evil. But if a person has 400k and we are afraid he has 600k why arent we afraid that he has 800k. After what in our fianl landing guaranttees us the enemy leaving us alone. 10 days is just 10 days we cannot after 10 days regurgitate the whole experiment. So after 10 days we are basically again open to attack.


And we will see after 10 days what the true reason was for dictator and the MTO fights. My guess is if our opponents pack up their gear and leave our shores it was mission accomplished and whoever was the little mossie succeeded in his task.

If the attack us again. It may still be the mossie. He may still be there twirling above ..directing our little show below...ensuring that we stay on course. We have acted in haste ignoring public approval.




Even if there was no mossie we will likely now never know what the true reason was for that attacks. But my guess is that everything is just falling into place to easy .