I was horrified by images of the Black Wolf placing electrodes in and around all of my orifices , subjecting me to the most frightening series of electro-shock treatments imaginable.

The Black Wolf doesn't exist, they are only a legend!

The Black Wolf doesn't exist, they are only a legend!

The coach of the Siberian Chess Tigers was, as we all know, the great Bresislan (Zev) Gorkiananov or Gorky as he was affectionately known to us.

Devil Tickets



I always wondered why i felt so uncomfortable(sometimes clinically nauseous) whenever i encountered anything to do with card games.
I recall a few years ago, having to catch a train (as my car was in repair) and having a group of card players plonk themsleves down opposite me.
I experienced extremely high levels of anxiety,and could barely look.
Because the train was very crowded, i was trapped, it was absolute hell.
Anyway to cut an ugly story short, i ended up vomiting over the foursome.
I dont want to give an account of what happened immediately after this, as it is irrelevant to the story at hand. I had simply assumed that i had suffered a bout of train travel sickness.

However after reading Rincewind's latest card games thread (yes,i should have known better), i was triggered into a another flashback.......of which i retell here....


The coach of the Siberian Chess Tigers was, as we all know, the great Bresislan (Zev) Gorkiananov or Gorky as he was affectionately known to us.
He had an almost pathological hatred of cards (or "devil tickets" as he called them).

One of his many visions was to eradicate cards from the face of the earth, but he acted locally by waging war on the card players of Krasnoyarsk.
During each summer holidays, he co-opted the SCT into fighting this war.
We used to intercept the containers carrying imported card packs at the wharf, and raided card playing halls, culminating in a huge bonfire of burning devil tickets ! Gorky used to warm himself by the fire with a self statisfied look on his face, saying "This is our offering to the great god Caissa !,burn devil burn !"
I was young at the time, and the true significance of our struggle was not immediately apparant to me. All i knew was that it was very important to Gorky.
Card playing in Krasno was reduced to secretive meetings in peoples homes, but they were still terrified of an SCT raid.
The best the card playing community could do was taunt us by deviously importing packs of cards with insulting illustrations on the back of each card.
Some of these illustrations i recall were , a siberian tiger being put through a ham slicer morphing into playing cards, a siberian tiger cut up as snack food on a table surrounded by a group of card players, and a card player doing something to a siberian tiger that i cant mention here.
They used to scatter these cards at chess tournament playing halls so as to insult the SCT.
But Gorky had a plan ! He would recruit the Krasno street kids to collect these cards and in return supply a chess board and pieces and a free chess tutor.(who were paid by the SCT Fund:-a fund set up by the estate of Gorky's uncle ,a very wealthy man who left his millions to promote chess. and with respect to him ,i cannot tell you his name, he always wanted to remain anonymous)
It was something like, for every 52 cards, 5 hours of tuition. For the street kids this was an incredible opportunity, and a win win situation for Gorky!
A few masters were created in this way, and the demonic card players were kept at bay.

This flashback has at least shed light on my cardophobia.


**********UPDATE ! ********

I am sad to report that a son of one of the card playing cartel has become a serial killer. Aleksandr Pichushkin. I recall the name and some of the history with help from my russian correspondant. It appears (and this is a chesschat exclusive !) that Aleksandr's behaviour arose from the persecution his father suffered at the hands of the SCT , and he wanted to exact revenge against chess, by propagating the crazy chess killer mythos. It is a disgrace that the media falls for it everytime, and certainly underscores the desperate measures these people go to ,to undermine Caissa.
__________________

I remember playing in a team chess tournament, in a beautiful old hall , with 1000 candles around the architrave, and the floor itself was a chess board!

It was rumoured that the f7 square on this floor had a secret trap door that led to some ancient secret vault containing sacred lore of the SCT originators ( it is said that the SCT is in fact only the latest in a long line of active which began in ancient Eygpt!

I can tell you the team i played in at this point was, in board order

1. Nexus
2. Ox
3. Ax
4. Vixen

Our team manger was obsessed with the letter "X", he said it was a subliminal message conveying to our opponents that we are all about "taking".

Taking the very piece out of them!

Also he said the "X" was a symbol originally derived from the shape vine binding makes when a stone blade is fastened to a wooden club, in forming an axe.

Of course I was flattered.

I remember playing in a team chess tournament, in a beautiful old hall , with 1000 candles ( thousand points of light ? ) around the architrave, and the floor itself was a chess board! ( with one table per square)

It was rumoured that the f7 square on this floor had a secret trap door that led to some ancient secret vault containing sacred lore of the SCT originators ( it is said that the SCT is in fact only the latest in a long line of activists which began in ancient Eygpt!

I can tell you the team i played in at this point was, in board order

1. Nexus
2. Ox
3. Ax
4. Vixen

Our team manger was obsessed with the letter "X", he said it was a subliminal message conveying to our opponents that we are all about "taking".

Taking the very piece out of them!

Also he said the "X" was a symbol originally derived from the shape vine binding makes when a stone blade is fastened to a wooden club, in forming an axe.

Of course I was flattered.

I also recall one team called "Death Square 64" who were bikies wearing black leather jackets with an embroidered image of a chess board with blood oozing from the a1-h8 diagonal on the back.
Naturally they played hyper aggressive openings , and when anyone of their team won , it was their custom to simply pick up the opponent's king and snap it in two directly in front of the opponent's nose.
This was an understood and accepted custom from this team , much the same way the haka is accepted in rugby union.

A war criminal who has committed crimes against humanity and the peoples of Russia! Yes, we have detailed files on Zev.

as we always used to say .......... "In Siberia , .....anything is possible"

The Black Wolf has great plans for you Axiom. There is nothing to fear. Join us, or wallow in your self pity.

Everyone I cannot express apropriately how imperative it is that you all read up on this sct material. It has changed my life for the better and this could be the thing to set the set the stone of Australian chess on a continulously velocity gathering roll towards the light of victory and enlightenment. Ax has said another flashback may occurr over the next fortnight. Please tune in, it is for the best. If you want the best for your and everyone elses lives then spread the good word of the sct.

"outstanding, moving stories" -The PPWPFL times
"5 stars" - PPWPFL Herald
"10/10" - PPWPFL daily

The evidence, the support and the material is all here for you to access. All you need is the curiosity and the passion. Reading all of this thread is the first step to freedom. I have a dream people. I have a dream today. That all across the globe people
will not judge the sct by the false rumuors but rather by the content of the sct's character. I have a dream today members of ozchess.

As the great Axiom says "The sun doesn't come up in the morning, we turn to face it"