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The servers wouldn't respond. Presumably, they are off-line. Until Big Mama gets
access to new information, the lock-down will not be lifted.
I begged and begged, until Big Mama reluctantly gave me 10 minutes of access to
the Internet. She was right: The servers of the environmental and health agencies
were down. I even found the glitch. They changed the IP address and the name
server wasn't up-to-date. Sadly, I found this information on a news site, which I once
referred to as bogus within earshot of Big Mama. Since then, she defines any
information from that page as unreliable and, consequently, ignores it.
Don't I have an override for my system? You ask, and quite righteously so. Well, I
do, actually. However, that would mean access to the mainframe. I just can't get into
the server room. Big Mama identified the IT equipment as a source of ozone
pollution and sealed it off.
In my rage, I destroyed a couple of cameras. Now, Big Mama is blind in my office
and on the lower floor hallways. Her own fault. Punishment, where punishment is
due.
For now, I'm sitting down here in my basement. Writing. Drinking wine. Hoping that
Big Mama comes to her senses.
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