Friday, December 28, 2007

THE SAME OLD SONG....
(begun Friday at 4.15am)
I remember what fun I had when I went over with the Councillor to visit Sister Stephen at the convent...*grins..
How I had been able to take pictures of all the wonderful installations as they had nattered on... I believe I can safely file that day under "Moments to treasure"....*cackles...
Another perfectly clear sky this morning as I look over towards St. Theresa's... strange how the pressure in my ears lessens on clear days in spite of the frequency scream.....*shrugs..
The lights still dip and the Beemer is still out and in use for the holidays, so it has to be the temperamental Courser bakkie parked in his garage that causes our lighting system to misbehave....
Has anyone ever thought to suggest our Controller have his own hearing and sight checked? Just a thought mind you - Nobody would dare?? *falls over laughing...
I would've thought in the interests of his own family's safety that would be a priority...*shrugs...
It is hard to imagine that he feels nothing at all as he sits at his computer, but then neither does the GameWrecker.... The odd, weird bouts of cramp and dizziness he suffered some time back have not yet re-occurred but we shall see what happens once the holidays are over...*curious....
If Bali himself were to suddenly start experiencing say, pins and needles in the hand that moves the mouse and holds his cellphone etc...would he mention it to his superiors or to Missus C? *wonders...
It grows light and I must get on...laters...
Now 5.30am:
I'd just been standing up the top admiring the sodium-based aerial on the house with the green roof in Driman Road, Mayville just the other side of the Freeway...
I looked up into the cloudless sky to see what I assume was a jet coming out of the rising sun and heading south west.... It looked to be almost the same height as the bright satellite I mentioned in my previous blog and had a long white tail behind it.... I know that jets do fuel-shedding at times but why can I not remember seeing a white trail from horizon to horizon in the past?
I remember salivating yesterday over a telescope for sale at a camping shop.... ah well - maybe in my next life? *grins...
7.30am:
The channel of water from Iris' wall has widened again considerably... Save water indeed bah!
As I watch, a clearly homeless person totters down the Crescent with his worldly possessions on his back. He shakes and twitches as if palsied... Another lopes up the centre island in Jan Smuts, unkempt and filthy, shouting and waving his fist at imaginary enemies...
Another day in Paradise fosho....*shakes it's head...
A lady unknown to me, hangs washing out on Missus C's windydrier. Bob the builder and his wekkers toil away at their work... a gekko sits on my foot waiting for a safe moment to dash to freedom...*grins...
How are you coping with the power cuts? Are you not yet beginning to question the truth behind Eskoms ongoing array of weird and wacky excuses? From a dropped bolt to a problem in Mozambique? Bearing in mind the scale of the Big Brother Project, you can rest assured that they will have a really large think-tank working flat out to create plausible reasons for the never-ending power cuts...*grins...
There are some really clever people involved here...and my feeling is that they jostle amongst themselves to find the next most creative fault to sell to a gullible public... the results are already proving a tad too creative IMO and bordering the nonsensical...*cackles...
I can only keep hammering away at the real reason behind the blackouts, in the hopes that some of you at least will find the truth...
That when this Project is finally completed, the PTB will be able to isolate, monitor and control each individual household via their power supply...*beams...
Using a combination of FTTH, Wireless and electricity we will ALL be Owned....
As the initial test zone, vast amounts of money have been poured into Sherwood and Sydenham in an ongoing effort to perfect this scheme...
Corruption, via the use of covert installations made to properties without the owners knowledge and sanction, and reckless endangerment using unqualified and clearly disturbed lay-people to control electrical supplies, is rife....*winks at Bali...
Greed by using financially strapped organisations such as St. Theresa's Orphanage, regardless of possible risks to the young inhabitants...
The Good Wimax trialists still cling desperately to the words fed them by their mentors... An interfering meddlesome old busybody who seeks to make mischief?...*shrieks...
It is quite possible that much of my writing makes no sense at all...
That the brutal editing and removal of so many of my words over time has served to successfully endorse the claims of the Wikked is pretty obvious...*applauds the Cracker par Excellence...
It is also clear that the secret police of the world work together... a nasty shock for this naive toad to find that collaboration with the Utterly Corrupt is condoned and encouraged...*wry grin...
However many changes are made to this blog, it certainly wouldn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that there is indeed a rotten stench hanging over the Zone.... That criminals and the corrupt have invested heavily in this Project despite all protestations to the contrary....*laughs...
Do the CIA, FBI, MI5 and Scotland Yard merely shake their collective heads and snort at the 3rd world country behaviour and methods being used here? Or are they enthralled by the brilliance of it all and actually adapting some of these crooked methods for their own similar systems? *cackles..
Fond as I have grown of the shambling ChickenKing and his family, it is certainly a measure of our beautiful country's downward slide, when people of his ilk are feted, rewarded and applauded for what are totally illegal operations...*shrugs...
In the same vein you have the so Dishonourable Herr Doktor Sutcliffe.... Doktor of WHAT? Spin? Snake-oil?
The hydrogen-sulphide contamination of Durban Harbour on Wednesday has him saying that the first fish found dead were due to natural substances in the water and not toxins...*falls down choking.....
Come in Boat Number 3 your time is up fosho...
However idealistic he may have been at the start of his reign, Sutcliffe will now be remembered as a Manager of the Corrupt and little else...
That he is openly a buddy of the Shaik Boyz and has lied brazenly and repeatedly about the reasons for so many streetlights burning in daylight hours, are small but telling indications of how deeply entrenched he is, in the rot...*beams..
What rewards has he been offered of late? A chalet in Lucerne to offset his time-share in Goa? *pukes...
May I predict that there is simply too much greed involved in this Big Brother Project? That the results of this greed will very soon lead to alternatively catastrophic and hilarious mishaps? The End-Of-Year Information Sale is due to start shortly... who will suddenly be toppled and who elevated? I do not speak here of the official lists given in the Press.... I am hoping for rather more entertainment than already predicted...
Pardons granted for past misdemeanours and the like... the stuff that legends are made of ..*cackles...
The late afternoon sun is dazzling against the white clouds rolling in... is that yet another coat of conductive paint on a wall at the Senior Boys Hostel?
Does Father Denker now drive a Porsche? a Daimler?
Were his private tastes pandered to, in order to persuade him to sign the dotted line for this magnificent Project? It is a given, that the Beast owns every secret the Father may ever have had... and it will have been used to good effect in this instance alone...
Do you begin to see the value of the audio monitoring yet? *laughs...
Peace julle....
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Friday 28th December 2007 at 7.00pm.