A bluff white man in his late forties with long blond hair, a handlebar mustache, and big square-rimmed glasses with a petite brunette woman holding a can of Budweiser and one hand and flipping onions on an outdoor grill with the other. Behind them the Spacerex satellite dish looms large. Caption:"The Dish that the CMCS is now using to rewrite history"

What Dawn Got

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items laid out: a length of yellow police tape, an electric candlestick with a decorative light bulb simulating a flame, a 1990's era phone and beeper, a folio with official "Department of State Office of Contingency Planning" foil shield, a silver "security guard" badge still in it's plastic bag with a price tag of $6.99, a ziplock bag full of something that looks like garlic husks and red rubber berries that someone has written on with a sharpie "monster stuff," an inset photo of the same brunette we've seen elsewhere with Spatz. Caption: "An assortment of items retrieved from Spatz’s compound by Caulkins  (pictured) while it was occupied by agents."
Dawn’s bold smash and grab from the occupied Spatz Compound

Dawn Caulkins, Spatz’s then-girlfriend, snuck into his compound one night after he was arrested…

She came out under the police tape, some of which, out of pure spite, she took with her ($400). Along with key hardware, she got phones, beepers and a special night light Spatz kept by the bathroom sink($600).

A sweetly smiling brunette in white cowboy boots and cutoffs looking over her shoulder at the camera while she's squatting in front of Spatz's open refrigerator. The caption: "Dawn Caulkins--Spatz's then-girlfriend"
Dawn in happier times

Of more tactical interest is the folder, obviously belonging to G-men working [in conjunction] with robots from the future, marked “Department of State Office of Contingency Planning.” with a government seal ($12,000). It’s a trove of information about how the elite will capitalize on the coming apocalypse. We’re not going to open it here, as that would give too much away. It will warrant it’s own blog post when the time comes. If the Feds don’t get us first.

We owe an eternal debt of gratitude to Dawn for her audacity, her not-so-civil disobedience and moxie.

Spatz Curtis' Cat #spacerex
Fluffy in 1999

The ziplock baggie, marked by Spatz’s own hand with a black sharpie, says “Monster Stuff” on one side and “Not Trash” on the other ($900). It’s full of what looks like garlic chaff and little red rubbery fruits–perhaps something that fell off (or out of) the trans-humans after their migration from the future, when Spatz’s cat, Fluffy, found them under the porch. Whatever it is, Spatz didn’t want it to be thrown away. M.O.H.M. won’t talk about it. We are taking a wait and see approach.

The security badge($600), oddly enough, didn’t belong to agents but was part of a costume Spatz used to infiltrate buildings and sites to steal things he needed in his quest for truth and justice and to foil the deep state bad guys. That he kept it in it’s original bag indicates he may have planned on returning it.

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