Not Even Not Zen 399: The Mood War, Scene 2

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 [II] Incident Report (Partial) Defendant, Mood Battle

Cell 3C, ICC Detention Center, the Hague
Scheveningen, the Netherlands

When this began, I asked for a way to do dictation. Instead, they gave me a pen and paper. I made an outline of sorts, part of a page. I spent all afternoon on it. They took my notes. Now I have nothing. I’m starting over.
I asked for a form to request my official records. They won’t give me the form. But I know they have recordings of everything I did in response to the attack. They don’t really need this human resources interview stuff. They’ve got the records. They know everything.

If they say they’ve lost the records or damaged them, that’s on them. Also, it can’t be true. It’s not possible to lose the recordings without wiping the memories from our armor. They would have to do that a hundred separate times, at least once per suit. Hard to call that an accident. Then there’s the extra equipment. Some of that made recordings, too. There’s too much for it all to have an accident.

There’s proximity sensors from the charging stations. Cameras on the vehicles. The communication gear does buffering and stores backups someplace in Germany, I think.

It feels like the higher ups in the UN are panicking. But I don’t see why. They’ll have to trust the recordings eventually. Meanwhile, they call this a human resource interview. But my door is locked from the outside and I have to sleep on this cot until we’re done.