He tells me how he is constantly put into compromising situations to uphold the sneaky Frankist prison into which he has been placed. In this sort of bondage, he is forced to frame himself for the creeps hiding behind him. I can’t see them but he can. The pretenders that have been stationed around me are not that exalted but he gets a better view of the heights of the satanic hierarchy. This is why it was necessary to do what he’s done but it is a ghastly reality.