Surveillance Pelicana Chapter Twenty-Nine: ‘Pie in the Sky at Peace Camp’ – Escondido Grapevine

SURVEILLANCE PELICANA

BY

DAN WEISMAN

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CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

The convention hits full stride as

Tyger embarks on guerilla protest. He spends a lot of time with

convention protesters and reveals all the counter-culture events

pertaining to the gathering. Much time is spent at the Yippie

Peace Camp the abandoned Worlds Fair parking lot where the

box of troubles burned and other Yippie events. Details of the

convention are considered and explained, as well as pertinent

historical correlations. The novel ends with a wrapping up of

details concerning the leading characters and relevant events.

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Pie in the Sky at Peace Camp

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By Wednesday August 17, Armors is mad as hell about events

pertaining to the convention. The utter banality of the

proceeding coupled with the unbelievably unconstitutional nature

of unpublicized mass arrests convince him to take matters into

his own hands.

Armors grabs Tyger by the proverbial lapel

taking it to thestreets. Guess who is driving.

About 11 a.m. on a typically hot and humid New Orleans

mid-morning, Tyger climbs in the cockpit of his muffler not

bomb that somehow manages to navigate around town. Adjusting an

internal compass, he heads east beneath a cloudless sky for the

streetcar line.

Armors mission is simple. Seek out Republicants

wherever they land, preferably in groups of three and smaller,

and destroy them with well placed barbs.

In other words, engage the invaders in one-on-one dogfights

using the quick verbal zap technique before fleeing the scene. It

is a classic guerilla campaign thanks to General Giaps handy

training manual with a hardy assist from Joe Fine mobile Israeli tactics.

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This way, mobility plus intimate knowledge of the

area can be used effectively to overwhelm the confused target and

defeat it. Then, executing a timely escape enables the

guerilla to seek and destroy another objective. The tactic has a

certain charm, plus the additional safety first factor.

Targets must be chosen carefully.

Of course, it is easy to spot delegates and their fellow

travelers. They stick out like Cajun pig sandwiches cochon

dlait for the goyim at a kosher supper.

Repub delegates are the ridiculous fools wearing

jackets and dress suits plastered with ridiculous badges,

buttons, and symbols. Fellow travelers, as well, are costumed in

formal wear of the poorest taste. They all seem to be gunning for

Mr. Blackwells worst dressed list and quite a few appear to be

making it.

First up at 11:15 high Armors blows reefer, as Tyger avoids

radio contact due to the need to concentrate on prosecution of

the offensive is an insipid well dressed man right out of

Blue Velvet. He looks quite lost along the neutral ground just

past Napoleon Avenue. Josephine this, baby.

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Tyger checks right and left; nobody else in the vicinity,

no traffic behind him, all systems a go go, big brother . Tyger

slows his vehicle to a crawl, waiting until the man looks his way.

Then, Armors lets loose theinitial volley

of his personal guerrilla war on evil. Repuboscum

faggot. Everybody hates your shitty guts, boom boom boom. Tyger

speeds away, leaving the guy with a pissed off expression staring

at mother the cars dust.

Tyger checks in all directions. No one else has noticed.

Direct hit mission control. We bagged a dead live one.

Armors is somewhat disappointed in his

initial encounter. The tactic works great, but he wants

a more special brand of verbal abuse for a special brand of inbred

porkers.

Another target about 11:30 a.m., 12 oclock high about 50

yards down the neutral ground. Looking bad, two Repubbubbly

women replete in hideous suit dress camouflage with tell-tale

badges.

Tyger checks all directions, slows almost to a stop. Armors

attracts their attention by waving his right hand out the cockpit

glass. They take the bait and look his way.

Hey bitches, Armors yells. How many Contras have you fucked. Why dont

you die Repuboscums.

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