Sound Off One Two Sound Of Three Four, Sound off One Two Three Four

During the war, my home  town  was surrounded by  army camps,marine bases, naval docks  and air-fields
Graffitti warnings  were everywhere.A small bald pate , two  wide  searching eyes and a huge bulbous nose hanging over the edge of a  long brick wall painted on a wall or the side of a military transport.
Chad.was a warning that "Even walls have ears"
At one point, nights were  filled with the sound of rumbling vehicles. In the morning, tank tracks could be seen.
Hundreds of military transports and other vehicles had  been  brought in and hidden under the trees in the Eglinton Woods ready for D-Day. 
All town and street signs had been  removed   
In case  the Germans invaded. It would not be a good thing if they   knew where they were. 
A long time after the war, the  armoured vehicles were still hidden,
forgotten,  in the woods. Sunk up to their axles in the earth. They never saw any action.
I was about fourteen.. An impressionable age.
I  may have become aware of the flaws of  bureaucratic decision-making  even before then.  
The seeds of political activisim may have been sown at that time. 
Who knows?
I think we have a new bossy one commenting.. 
She has someone who works for her who also believes he has to think of everything. 
He is hated by everyone and the laughing stock of all. 
She knows about federal govrnment leases and how they must all read the same.  She doesn't know a municipality playing  landlord is not regarded with favour by  big brother. It's a reasons they are trying for  a handle on municipal assets. 
And of course, she  believes  a Councillor's role is simply to do what they are told by staff. It's why staff  are paid so much and Councillors so little. 
It only makes sense,right. 
Yeah ,Right.