Work Daze #32

 Dear Wairua,

Sorry it's been so long since I've written, but things have been really flat out busy up here. I've been ingratiating myself to Lai Dai whilst doing fleet shenanigans in wormholes, your uncle Kartsev has been improving his profile at Carthum (down in Domain). Add onto that two incoming war declarations and the imminent glassing of our corp's entire facilities in two systems, and you could say it's been a bung time.

Started a couple weeks ago, when the first wardec came in. Preliminary research (we'll get more to that later) showed the aggressor was to be some 6-pilot corp, doing structure bashes with a pair of Vedmaks with some logistic support. Might have been tough, but plausible to figure out a counter for that (with some assistance). However (there's always a 'however'), our CEO decided to probe the aggressor via message, asking what was up. Would have been innocuous if he would have left it at that. But, no. Our CEO, intimated some measure of defiance/resistance by making reply that he hoped that the aggressor had done his research on us.

There are many small people wielding immense power in the galaxy, and it affronts their fragile egos to be presented with even the most wee questioning of their power.

This aggressor just happens to be thick with a big pirate faction of our recent acquaintance, having carked our Raitaru just 2 months ago. So, a second wardec appeared shortly after, this time from big pirate faction, and they duly came and munted the shields on ALL our structures in two systems. They'll likely be showing up this time tomorrow, when the armor/hull timers permit, to cark all of our installations. All because of CEOs waving their tiny penises at each other, and we're in the bloody mare.

Your uncle and I have been knuckle under on shifting all our stuff (again), helping mates get shifted, and on and on. Tempted to shift out to the wop-wops with you, after all this ratshit drama here.

Lesson here; Always do your research, thoroughly, before opening your mouth. Look at the corp, the pilots' employment histories, killmails they're on and with who else. Go back a year, at least.

Anyway, I hope you, Gabi and Lumi are good as gold, and I'll give you a shout once the smoke clears up here.

Yours,

Dad