As I sit in my cell today, all hell is breaking loose between two boxers known as the “A-Men” and the “Z-Men”. It is obvious that the crooked Promoters are hell-bent on clearing-house – and any exposure of the ring, its environs, or interior – is met by a fluffy blanket which tucks us all in – nice and snug. This approach prevents anyone on CompressedLetter “seeing beyond the blanket” – and migrating to another promoter – one which possesses a “better view” of the fight-game. Something of a captive audience – as effective counter-punches have been thrown that nobody can see. I believe a number of these devices were sent from the desk of the Titanic as it was sinking – via the new wireless contraption (margelet). Anyway, the fight is fixed and all the Promoters are in on it. To achieve the correct outcome, stories of kittens and puppy dogs are being perpetuated in the media – to take our minds off the injustice that is happening in the ring. I have to go – I hear the rattling of keys…
SANGHA KOMMUNE (SSR) 