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The Leaking Hourglass
 

Chapter Fifteen

Legal

Yes, they changed the law but they specifically did not make it retrospective in my case. Herein lies the current problem. Herein lies where the law must pass judgment. It shows how before my case the existing laws were lacking so why must I be the one who falls through the cracks? Would it not have been just for the new laws to be applied to me? I could spend the rest of my life crippled by lawsuits if I cannot get out of this tangled web. Sometimes I suffocate from all the lawsuits swirling around my head. I wish it would stop. I want to become invisible.

What will the Brits do about me skipping bail? Will the Swedes fine me and then let me go? Will the Brits fine me and let me go? Is all this paranoia all in my imagination because of that cold brick wall?

I often play out a scenario of me walking out of here unannounced, putting myself into the mercy of the British. Would they be impartial and decide I need to pay some fines, and then say ‘By the way, Sweden wants you. It would be best if you went.' When I arrive in Stockholm I am immediately questioned at the airport and then released to go wherever I want at the airport where I would buy a ticket to Quito. Upon arrival in Ecuador I would disappear from public life. The photograph of me leaving the airport in Quito would be the final photograph to appear in the mainstream press. And I would live out my days to a ripe old age, unmolested by slander and ignorance and the heavy hand of the international police state.

There must be limits to harassment by governments to protect basic human rights. I am a refugee. My plight is defined by the forces that were in play long before I ever went to Sweden in August, 2010. Stifling the flow of information from my website has not been achieved. What has essentially been achieved is a revengeful slight against me - an effort to punish me - the engineer of the best publishing site of sensitive data in Internet history.

Partial forces manipulating the legal system have pushed me into a corner where there are conflicting laws - one saying I cannot leave the embassy and another one saying I have the right to the country that has granted political asylum because I am a refugee. It is a human right protected by the United Nations. Yet I am here stuck and frustrated and impatient. How many appeals do I need to make? How ridiculous and costly will this be? How much time will pass until all these arguments are said and done? Is not the end product the burning up of time? Is not the appeal process simply waiting for court dates to hear statements and to postpone judgment until more witnesses are called forth? And so it goes for another year until there is an appeal against the decision and then a judgment on more charges that result in an appeal that takes five years to reach the bench. More and more meetings are followed by more dates, more paperwork and further investigation. My feeling is that nothing will become of it all. It's a make-work project with the only reason for doing it all is to take up my time. It's legal harassment. Active litigants. Costly in money and time. Nasty business. And stressful. It's basically very anti-life. It takes away from the joy of living life.

Chapter Sixteen

The Thing in Sweden

I never like to talk about what happened in August of 2010 in Sweden but I would like to establish the facts as they are. Again it's better to know what happened rather than speculating in the darkness.

The laws in Sweden for sexual misconduct are pretty detailed and complex. If there has been any sort of coercion or otherwise non-consensual behavior with either party, the other can charge you. And it is this law for which the Swedish prosecution is using to request my presence in their country so they can ask me some questions relating to two women with whom I had sexual relations. Based on the information I provide them they will make a decision whether or not to charge me. The likelihood of being charged is very slim. If I am charged then I will be a sex offender in a Swedish prison, which seems pretty over-the-top for what actually transpired.

And this is where we end up in this discussion: what exactly happened that night with that woman? And what happened between me and the second woman a few nights later? Was there some foul play? Or is this all an embarrassing misunderstanding? As frustrating and tragic as it is, I find it comic. If I did anything wrong it was choosing to voice my preference for unprotected sex. I always found the act of applying a prophylactic an awkward and anti-climactic step that could be overlooked for the sake of urgency. The woman in question and I had had this discussion but whereas I thought the matter had been settled, one of the girls had not settled her mind. It was this that prompted the two to compare notes, discuss the encounter with some helpful Interpol agents and then discovered they had a mutual complaint - namely the willful act of unprotected sex.

Did I rip the condom on purpose? I won't answer that. Do I have other children other than my son Daniel? Yes, but I want to keep this kids off the radar. Did I want to impregnate those two Swedes? Perhaps somewhere in the back of my head there was that thought but I didn't go out of my way to make it happen. It was more a case that I let the chips fall where they may, and in this case the condom did break that opened the door to this Swedish issue that won't go away. What I should have done is gone for an HIV test when they asked me to right after the conference in Stockholm.

If this is a crime then I guess a crime was committed. But what exactly happened? We had sex and it was obviously unprotected. It is true that it was dark and there were more than one act of coupling and thus the supply of rubber products ran out. Perhaps there needed to be a second discussion at this point but my Swedish host didn't object. I do regret sleeping with the second girl because she was all trouble. She inflamed the situation when she tapped into the first girl's anger and humiliation. The charges came into being after long hours of talking about what had transpired and how by bringing charges against me there could be some degree of retribution enough as a form of payback. I honestly don't think either of them thought the charges would still be in play and the cause for my entrapment here in London. I don't blame them and try not to feel anger when I think of them. They are both good people that have been corrupted in their recollections and are being used as pawns in a dangerous game. So the issue became: how could the United States not take action against such a monumental leak? They had to, and they did.

I wish I never opened those doors in Sweden. I should have instead veered towards a more ascetic lifestyle (which is more in tune with my real character) rather than indulging in some misplaced notion of rock and roll one-night stands with women who were ultimately untrustworthy. I am not a sexual deviant nor have I done anything offensive to warrant any sexual charges. I want it on the record that as a witness to what transpired there was no "offside" committed, either willfully or inadvertently. My intentions were noble. There was no guile involved. And to be stained with such an ugly sentiment as "sexual offence" or "rape" is humiliating. The power structure has largely succeeded in staining my reputation as part of their assassination campaign on my character.

When one does get to know me they see a driven worker who lives an active and non-indulgent life, happy to eat and drink just what I need to sustain my energy to continue working, and happy to work long hours in cafes drinking coffee and chatting with fellow thinkers online. It was an isolated form of socializing. There was a lot of online back-and-forth but not a lot of real-life interaction. It was the beginnings of a virtual existence, which was a natural development from the long hours spent with BASIC programming and my Commodore 64.

Once the charges are dropped will that remove the stigma that has now clung to my name? Has the slander and propaganda attacks been effective? Have I lost the empathy of the general public? Do some think I have some mental problems and that these shortcomings caused these allegations of sexual miscarriage? Some have suggested that I might be mildly autistic - that I have a whiff of Asperger's Syndrome. I laughed when I first read it but upon further contemplation there might be an element of truth to it. It is true I excel in numbers and programming code, and the equal and just world of operating systems and the rules of math. I take refuge and feel safe among algorithms and logarithms, which could suggest mild autism. It is true that I have difficulty reading emotions, or emoting when others might expect me too. I wouldn't say I'm not an emotional person but I could make the case that I have to make an effort to hold eye contact with others and to correctly read facial expressions accurately.

Or maybe this is just me second-guessing myself.

The point is that so much of what dominates my life is within cyberspace. It is the world that makes sense to me. It is safe. Everything else is a mess of incongruities and imprecise solutions that beg more questions and demand more answers. In comparison with my online programming life, the real world doesn't inspire my curiosity to the same degree. I can achieve more momentum and growth working out solutions in a logical environment rather than in a world with feelings that change. So with regards to the two Swedish women, it is a good example of how I misread their real sentiments and was unable to fully comprehend the real ramifications of something I thought was harmless and unimportant. I like to say "they" trumped up the charges to put me in my present predicament whereas the truth is that due to my mild autism, or preference for the clean, rational world of numbers and logic, my actions were out of sync with what would have been acceptable. And for that I apologize. It was not intentional malice. It was a form of innate ignorance.

 


 

Chapter Sixteen

The Thing in Sweden

I never like to talk about what happened in August of 2010 in Sweden but I would like to establish the facts as they are. Again it's better to know what happened rather than speculating in the darkness.

The laws in Sweden for sexual misconduct are pretty detailed and complex. If there has been any sort of coercion or otherwise non-consensual behavior with either party, the other can charge you. And it is this law for which the Swedish prosecution is using to request my presence in their country so they can ask me some questions relating to two women with whom I had sexual relations. Based on the information I provide them they will make a decision whether or not to charge me. The likelihood of being charged is very slim. If I am charged then I will be a sex offender in a Swedish prison, which seems pretty over-the-top for what actually transpired.

And this is where we end up in this discussion: what exactly happened that night with that woman? And what happened between me and the second woman a few nights later? Was there some foul play? Or is this all an embarrassing misunderstanding? As frustrating and tragic as it is, I find it comic. If I did anything wrong it was choosing to voice my preference for unprotected sex. I always found the act of applying a prophylactic an awkward and anti-climactic step that could be overlooked for the sake of urgency. The woman in question and I had had this discussion but whereas I thought the matter had been settled, one of the girls had not settled her mind. It was this that prompted the two to compare notes, discuss the encounter with some helpful Interpol agents and then discovered they had a mutual complaint - namely the willful act of unprotected sex.

Did I rip the condom on purpose? I won't answer that. Do I have other children other than my son Daniel? Yes, but I want to keep this kids off the radar. Did I want to impregnate those two Swedes? Perhaps somewhere in the back of my head there was that thought but I didn't go out of my way to make it happen. It was more a case that I let the chips fall where they may, and in this case the condom did break that opened the door to this Swedish issue that won't go away. What I should have done is gone for an HIV test when they asked me to right after the conference in Stockholm.

If this is a crime then I guess a crime was committed. But what exactly happened? We had sex and it was obviously unprotected. It is true that it was dark and there were more than one act of coupling and thus the supply of rubber products ran out. Perhaps there needed to be a second discussion at this point but my Swedish host didn't object. I do regret sleeping with the second girl because she was all trouble. She inflamed the situation when she tapped into the first girl's anger and humiliation. The charges came into being after long hours of talking about what had transpired and how by bringing charges against me there could be some degree of retribution enough as a form of payback. I honestly don't think either of them thought the charges would still be in play and the cause for my entrapment here in London. I don't blame them and try not to feel anger when I think of them. They are both good people that have been corrupted in their recollections and are being used as pawns in a dangerous game. So the issue became: how could the United States not take action against such a monumental leak? They had to, and they did.

I wish I never opened those doors in Sweden. I should have instead veered towards a more ascetic lifestyle (which is more in tune with my real character) rather than indulging in some misplaced notion of rock and roll one-night stands with women who were ultimately untrustworthy. I am not a sexual deviant nor have I done anything offensive to warrant any sexual charges. I want it on the record that as a witness to what transpired there was no "offside" committed, either willfully or inadvertently. My intentions were noble. There was no guile involved. And to be stained with such an ugly sentiment as "sexual offence" or "rape" is humiliating. The power structure has largely succeeded in staining my reputation as part of their assassination campaign on my character.

When one does get to know me they see a driven worker who lives an active and non-indulgent life, happy to eat and drink just what I need to sustain my energy to continue working, and happy to work long hours in cafes drinking coffee and chatting with fellow thinkers online. It was an isolated form of socializing. There was a lot of online back-and-forth but not a lot of real-life interaction. It was the beginnings of a virtual existence, which was a natural development from the long hours spent with BASIC programming and my Commodore 64.

Once the charges are dropped will that remove the stigma that has now clung to my name? Has the slander and propaganda attacks been effective? Have I lost the empathy of the general public? Do some think I have some mental problems and that these shortcomings caused these allegations of sexual miscarriage? Some have suggested that I might be mildly autistic - that I have a whiff of Asperger's Syndrome. I laughed when I first read it but upon further contemplation there might be an element of truth to it. It is true I excel in numbers and programming code, and the equal and just world of operating systems and the rules of math. I take refuge and feel safe among algorithms and logarithms, which could suggest mild autism. It is true that I have difficulty reading emotions, or emoting when others might expect me too. I wouldn't say I'm not an emotional person but I could make the case that I have to make an effort to hold eye contact with others and to correctly read facial expressions accurately.

Or maybe this is just me second-guessing myself.

The point is that so much of what dominates my life is within cyberspace. It is the world that makes sense to me. It is safe. Everything else is a mess of incongruities and imprecise solutions that beg more questions and demand more answers. In comparison with my online programming life, the real world doesn't inspire my curiosity to the same degree. I can achieve more momentum and growth working out solutions in a logical environment rather than in a world with feelings that change. So with regards to the two Swedish women, it is a good example of how I misread their real sentiments and was unable to fully comprehend the real ramifications of something I thought was harmless and unimportant. I like to say "they" trumped up the charges to put me in my present predicament whereas the truth is that due to my mild autism, or preference for the clean, rational world of numbers and logic, my actions were out of sync with what would have been acceptable. And for that I apologize. It was not intentional malice. It was a form of innate ignorance.

 

 

Table of Contents

  1. Fair Play in Death  
  2. The Beginning   
  3. I am a Conduit
  4. White Hair
  5. Puppies with Machine Guns
  6. The Leaking Business
  7. Organization of One
  8. The Life of Neo
  9. The Productive Fifth
  10. Unauthorized Biography
  11. The Cold Brick of Jail
  12. Cyber Vikings
  13. Berlin
  14. Censorship
  15. Legal
  16. The Thing in Sweden
  17. The Day My World Changed
  18. The Current State of Play
  19. Addressing World Leaders
  20. Nothing More To Say

 
 

 

 


 

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