(8.Aug.2026/14.15) Today is Saturday and it’s nice out there. But this p.m I’m in our local MacDon where I’ve been reading and sipping coffee for about an hour and a half.
While thus engaged I’ve been watched all the time by an EXTREMELY sunburned man with a large, black motorcycle helmet with face-cover, abt. 30, 6 feet and stocky, clad in black except for a white t-shirt.
He doesn’t really fit in here, and might well be a hitman. Perhaps waiting for me to visit the restroom?
Reminds me of the incident from 3rd Aug.:
(4Aug’26)Yesterday ran into S.Pol. setup at ATL at DanskeBank Glk. Small, elderly, dark & welsch looking lady brandished a wad of bills while mumbling confused. Exchanged a few words, but sensed a trap and hurried on. Young S.Pol.op watched closely while practically oozing venom.
https://x.com/gamleboeger/status/2074870858162503863
This happened just 2 days after the blue-eyed Danes’ favorite pet, i.e. their SecretPolice got themself a new boss, imported directly from the UN in the NYK. Our honorable PM certainly know how to pick her plums.
At any rate – only five days after this unfortunate incident we now have another equally unfortunate ‘thing’, and I guess you have to ask yourself and others – why the hurry?
Any information input would be appreciated as I can only come up with a single proposition and conjecture, namely a possible preparation for any ‘secret plans’ for Aug. 24-25?
On these two days I have to give technicians unhindered access to my flat to install a new door-phone. Yes indeed, two whole day(s), and – almost incredibly? – no time-frame for each day, whence perhaps you may expect visitors from 6 a.m to 6 p.m?
While you can’t blame our landlord for wanting to update a plain door-phone to a dito with video, I do feel it’s slightly unfortunate to have to provide unhindered access in two full days.
Why is that, you may ask. Because I feel it just conceivably could facilitate nefarious elements taking control of me and my flat without the knowledge and awareness of the technicians and/or the landlord?
But if I won’t be neither here nor there on the 24th-25th everything could ofcourse be much simpler for any conceivable entities with nefarious plans for my flat?
But once again – why the hurry?
SWEDBANK? Now – what is it with SWEDBANK?
As some of the honorable readers may have seen, I visited in Sweden from 1973 to 1983. Foolishly I didn’t terminate my small account with SkaanskeSparbanken (now SWEDBANK) when I repatriated. But 3 years ago I wrote a nice letter to Swedbank-Helsingborg in which I asked them to kindly terminate my account and to please transfer any amount due to my account with DanskeBank in Cph.
I never got an answer. Of course I can’t know if my letter was lost in transit and I didn’t follow up, as the amount due could hardly be more than abt. 3000 SKR (abt 300$) and as I didn’t then want to cross any national borders, already feeling the uzza/muzzas’ breath in my neck.
But a couple of months ago I got letter from SWEDBANK with an information form to be filled in and returned, ref. to my account.
I therefore once more wrote a nice letter to Swedbank, Helsingborg and once more explained my position, and once more asked them to terminate my account etc. This time I addressed the letter to one of the directors, in order to perhaps prevent my letter from again ending unheeded in the waste basket, fastly.
And lo and behold, a few days ago the bank kindly answered me by letter, but regretted to not being able to terminate my account unless I would apply personally at one of their branch offices. (Interestingly Swedbank has branches in all the baltic states plus Norway – but not in Denmark. Even if they some years ago had a Danish General Director!)
But this would entail me crossing an international border (to Helsingborg), and thus perhaps give the uzza/muzzas a too easy chance to spirit me away to a subterranean, Lithuanian prison, or something like that. Whence – no dice.
On account of a vision I had I ‘know’ that Swedbank has contacted SAPO, the Swedish Secret Police regarding my letter. The reason being of course, that I had the temerity to provide the URL of one of my blogs (gamleboeger.dk). Please remember, dear reader, that I have promulgated rather reasonable explanations for why the NotreDame was burned down (https://www.gamleboeger.dk/2019/09/05/swedbank-lunar-lander-crash-notredame-die-gnosis/) and why a Danish Secretary of State’s wife may have been murdered by way of black magic (https://www.gamleboeger.dk/2017/08/27/charlie-hebdo-or-death-by-black-magic/) – and more.
Thus you can hardly blame Swedbank for providing my URL gamleboeger.dk to SAPO, and as you very likely have to suppose that the Swedish SecretPolice is as much or as little in the pocket of the uzza/muzzas as the Danish dito, you may have the explanation for them wanting me to cross a border that is supervised by one secret police or another?
Incidentally I talked to my kid-sister in a downtown café yesterday. I mentioned to her, that I probably didn’t want to travel to Helsingborg and take a great risk for the rather measly amount. Whence perhaps the frenzied hurry with today’s HITMAN-SCARECROW?
(8./9.AUG.2026, may be crossposted on gamleboeger.dk & blocnotesimma.wordpress.com – tweets on @gamleboeger)