just heard on the wire:2 hours before the power failure in NY - the IRS offices there were told to go on backup generator power. Why would that be?
This same sort of power failure occured in 1965. Then people were told it would never happen again. What would cause 9 nuclear power plants to shutdown? Miniature golf perhaps? Or a make believe lightening strike? Someone would report a fire I would think - check out this link for what a large transformer fire looks like.
http://205.243.100.155/frames/mpg/XfrmBlast1.mpg
I have also heard/read that people reported hearing low rumbling before the power went out.
EMP I wonder?
But the sanlov worm/slug/virus has my interest also. Being that I saw its beginings about a month ago DCOM crap. M$ crap.
more on power outages:
http://www.washingtonpost.com/ac2/wp-dyn/A59556-2003Aug14?language=printer
While I am at it, what about the secret society people? What do they know?
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