I knew that it had finally happened.

Iran had purchased basic atomic weapon design specs and know-how from the North Korean regime. Working together in Natanz, they had built a 10 kiloton enriched Uranium fission warhead and mounted it on a Shahahb 3 missile.


The completed package was transported from Natanz to an Iranian Persian gulf port disguised as a fuel truck, placed inside a specially-designed marine shipping container, and loaded aboard a small shipping vessel.


While the Gaza distraction was going on, the shipping vessel sailed out through the Gulf, and eventually made its way to about 230 miles off the coast of Florida.

The order from Tehran was received, and the Shahahb 3 was launched, straight up, to a height of approximately 200 miles, where the North Korean warhead successfully detonated, generating an electron cascade down through the ionosphere, generating an EMP which instantly took out the power and communications facilities of 40% of the south-eastern United States.


And that's why GLP was down. I began the evac procedure communicated to me by my uncle, the NSA operative who I can't say much about.


I brought in my tomato plants, and waited for the inevitable land invasion.


GLP may be up now, but it's only a matter of time...