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The Covert Comic

Weekly Intelligence Briefing

 

 

(Note: Cleared readers only, please.)

99% of all leaks from the ship of state come from the bilge tank or worse.

  Secret 17.  Spying is like sex: you get more money if they think it's your first time.

  I've been struggling with my Zen studies.  I think I may have an unlearning disability.

  The Norwegian Nobel Committee is appointed by the Norwegian parliament.  The Norwegian parliament is elected by the Norwegian people.  The Norwegian people are created from pure light by the Norwegian Nobel Committee.

  I never could have made it through drugs without graduate school.

Executive Intelligence Summary

The map is not the territory.  The territory contains way more errors. Tradecraft

 

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A picture redacts a thousand words.

  In less than 0.8 seconds, whether the mirror is looking back. When asked the question 'As a CIA officer, what do you see when you look in the mirror?'

  The source, speaking on condition of anonymity, stated that anonymity's condition was stable.

  I wasn't born yesterday.  In fact, I'm not due 'till later this month.

  They say dead intelligence assets disclose no secrets. 

... Maybe that's the problem with my intelligence assets. Who Killed the Covert Comic?

Executive Intelligence Summary

In the interest of data security, the still small voice within has been encrypted.

 

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In the dance of life, my pas de bourrée is killing people.

  The Hall Not Taken

Two hallways diverged at CIA

And searching for a restricted area

I can neither confirm nor deny

I took the hall less traveled by

And wound up in the cafeteria.

  My wife told me I needed to start being realistic.  I thought I was pretty life-like for a hologram.

  It's not youh, it's meh.

  Domestic abuse?!  The house hit me first! Universal Intelligence Estimate

Executive Intelligence Summary

Nothing to be here, move along.

                                      

The Covert Comic officially isn't on Twitter.

 

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