(The background on these SES clips from EFAD is that a clever anonymous hacker has put a list of all federal LEAs in three states on the internet, including their home addresses, with a threat to post all of them in all 50 states.)
The FBI Director paused, studying his fingernails, considering his words carefully. “Mr. President, I would say that it would be just about impossible to put a five hundred yard moving security perimeter around all of the national leadership. Or even one hundred yards for that matter… We just don’t have anything like that amount of trained manpower. You know what’s involved in your own protection…extending that kind of protection to the Senate, to the Senior Executive Service…to hundreds of key personnel…I don’t think it’s possible.”
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“We have ‘think tanks’ from here to Christmas, and none of them have put anything on the President’s desk remotely as promising as your proposal. I’m sure you understand that since your overt position and title as Deputy Assistant Director of your division will not be changing for the time being, we can’t officially have you promoted at this time, but be assured that your promotion to SES-1 for seniority and back pay will begin as of today. Congratulations Mr. Malvone, and welcome to the Senior Executive Service. Your promotion will have to remain unannounced for now I’m afraid, but I’m sure that you understand why.” Crandall reached across the table and offered Malvone another limp-fish handshake, but his smile seemed genuine.
“Yes, perfectly sir.” Malvone did understand perfectly. Today’s promised promotion to the federal inner sanctum, the Senior Executive Service, was meant to be his motivating carrot, and of course it had cost the President nothing. He’d put on SES-1 officially, permanently, if and only if the Special Training Unit obtained the desired results, without creating any disasters like the FBI’s fiasco in Reston. The STU was to be a ghost BATF division, its actual operations were to be strictly unofficial, off the books, written of nowhere and absolutely unacknowledged. If a STU operation blew up into a flap on the front pages of the Washington Post or the New York Times, the President and the CSO would deny ever hearing of him or the STU, and as far as that promised promotion to the SES…
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“That’s possible sir. Or it could be Islamic terrorists, or the Chi- nese, using the opportunity to screw us over and have it blamed on domes- tic hackers, just to compound our problems. We’re not ruling anything out at this point.”
“One more thing Wayne. Why do you think it’s listing those three states? If they have all the information from the health insurance companies, why not list all fifty states?”
Sheridan had to pause to consider that question. “Well, this is just speculation, understand, but it may be a warning, sort of a shot across our bow. ‘Back off, or we’ll list more agents on the internet.’ And something else makes us think it’s a warning.”
“What’s that?”
“The Senior Executive Service isn’t on the list; it stops at GS-15. The SES was scrubbed out, apparently. Whoever put out this list, he might be warning us to back off, or we’re next. I can’t think of any other reason why the SES isn’t included.”
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The decision makers would not be long in figuring out that the creator of the FEDLIST could just as easily burn the agents in the other 47 states, exponentially compounding what he knew must be an internal security nightmare. And they would also rapidly discern that he had cut off his list at GS-15, and not included members of the ultra-elite Senior Executive Service, those entrenched career bureaucrats, the “civilian generals” who were the real policy molders in the federal government.
Fitz was absolutely certain that the SES would not want their names and home addresses to be listed for anyone with a rifle and an internet connection to see. Most of them lived in upper class digs, and they would hate the aggravation of having to move their trophy wives and spoiled children into hotels, while they went shopping for new unlisted luxury homes in secure gated communities. They would come to their senses, and collectively they would work to rein in whatever group was directing the death squads in Maryland and Virginia.
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And if they could not or would not stop their state terror program, then the hell with them! A long time ago he had raised his right hand and sworn to defend the Constitution against all enemies, foreign and domestic, and as far as he was concerned, that solemn oath had not come with an expiration date.
If the feds kept up their state terror program and their false flag murder operations, he would burn them all, in all fifty states, and most of all he would burn the Senators and Congressmen and the almighty Senior Executive Service! He would send them all scurrying for cover like cock- roaches, caught in the middle of the kitchen floor by a sudden light at mid- night. He would put their names and addresses directly into the hands of millions of pissed-off American riflemen!
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