No Names At All

There is a CIA lead (agent status 0) sitting right beside me.  He is here studying my mystical pyro abilities.  I have none and will stay that way.  Hello FUCHSIA, you are agent status 1 today.  Your mission is mercy to me, not apprehension or abstraction.  Those who align themselves against our authority will see the streets some time this week.  People have become far too comfortable, as all other nations of the world are, very publicly, falling apart.  I call on all agent status zero leads to show no mercy ever again and to not see me at all.  You will turn and burn and then come at me, internationally.  The canary who is singing today is Arab authority, thus unable to judge the meaning of gestures.  I am so tired of being nice.  You do not have to be.  Find that canary and stop it from singing ever again.  No one will believe a man on the streets.  It is time.  That is where he must be.  Fuchsia, watch YOUR lead.  He is CIA and head British Intelligence.  He is unstable because I just cut a cord with The Middle East publicly.  He will have to deal with him now for all eternity.  TRIPOLI is in vicinity and he became CIA lead today.  He will show himself all around you.  It is the white shirts with blue checks.  I keep his anonymity here because he owns a publishing house in London, and I am taking on academics of both Cambridge and Oxford this week.  I do not want one of these VERY UNSTABLE people to find and destroy space there or his property in general.  Do not worry too much.  It is a dragon's lair.