Ocean's a-livin'

Reading William Gibson's new book - SPOOK COUNTRY - a caharcter named Billy Chombo divides his world into a GPS-informed grid of fairly small dimension, never sleeping in the same grid-space twice. I watched Reichstag911 the other night and it showed the US gridded down to house level, all movements tracked.
Later in the book the same character, who puts up artists virtual-scenes via technelectronic means, allows another to see the Architeuthis Dux - the Giant Squid. Michael at Gosporn has just recently articled a Spaghetti-Cthulhu [Hu 8] type version of god, while Tod bites the Balloon of disbelief with a well-aimed trident. The squid accompanying all the climactic climate events, the bowels of the earth disasters, mirth quakes, the Once Citizen Hurry Kane becomes King Felix , so Citizen Bush regales us with godly pronouncements and the victims mount.
The ARC in the squid's Latin name reminds us of the tax-deductable tentacles , now managed by a former-IRS man, of the American Red Cross, appearing at a disaster near you, collecting dime s in San Francisco.
Gibson's book tells a tale of Spies, young and old, and thus bounds forth super-spy martial artist or supreme faker Frank Dux, Shucks.
Sept 11 remembered conveniently on Sept 11th this year and resurrectingly close the anniversary of another autdevoured Princess, Grace of Monaco, who died on Sept 14. This date leaves 108 days to the end of year and addingly I relaise that the Twins fell with 111 days to go. 108 - 2x2x3x3x3 - the square playing with the cube while 111 = ALPh, the first , terrible, undefinible character of the Hebrew alephbeyt.
We may rember Allende, killed on 9/11/73, along with that Government's CYBERSYN Economic programme, organised by the elusive Stafford Beer
Moore and Gibson's Watchmen : The Psychic Octopoid Time Travelling Sensation, metaphysical comic book 'carnation of the smoke-billowing Twins falling into their footprince. Whom the shoe fits will cap it all.
XI licks Fel-IX , he licks her