I write these few lines through the courtesy of Alex, one of the guards here who has kindly loaned me his laptop for a last communication with THE BLACK VAULTERS (not to be confused with THE BLACK WIDOWERS which were a fictional group of crime-solvers and mystery elucidators created by the late Isaac Asimov).
Last night it happened---I was snatched by black ops agents of a security agency so secret that no one has ever heard of it...although a HINT is given to any who make an FOIA request of the National Security Agency concerning UFOs and who get back (among other things) a copy of The Voynich Manuscript--a Delicate ENIGMA.
ANYWAY...they snatched me as aforesaid, bound and gagged me, and dragged me off to a kangaroo court!
"Hear Ye! Hear ye! The Kangaroo Court of ENIGMA is in session...His Honor Sklippy the Bush Kangaroo presiding
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"Prisoner at the Bar...how do you plead to the charge of being about to divulge top secret details of the Thunderbird Lodge Incident of 1998?"
"Not guilty, your Honor!" I proclaimed in a ringing voice the very tones of which shouted "INNOCENT!"
Judge Skippy looked enraged.
"Don't be ridiculous, Prisoner!" he frothed, "You can't plead 'not guilty here!"
"Because it is against the rules! DIDN'T WE TELL YOU THIS IS A KANGAROO COURT?"
I bowed my head in defeat.
"Now, miserable wretch before the bar...do you have any last request before we send you to a secret prison camp so much more horrible and inhumane than GITMO that the inmates think Waterboarding a nice rest?"
"Yes, your honor," I said. "I do!"
"What is it?"
"In want to hear 'You're a Humdinger' by the THE FARMER BOYS."