CAN I HAVE ANOTHER PIECE OF CHOCOLATE CAKE?

You'd only need a halfway decent pair of binoculars...

Stop on the verge outside my place at 8 Harris Crescent any time, and train them across the valley at the 2-story, dirty peach coloured orphanage building...

Take a good hard look at the weird metal bars on both upstairs and downstairs windows? At the strange finish on the windowpanes themselves...

Directly below the orphanage you should just be able to see the Recreation Centre and the mass of metal bar scaffolding set up in the area outside.

Last time I looked, SA was still a free country, but time is rapidly running out so, if you are remotely interested, check it out...*grins..

Why exactly did Charlie Anderson, (Head of Security over at St. Thomas Home for Children, 5 Williamson Place, Sparks Estate) vanish in a puff of dust?

Would he too be a part of the same 'Security' company that crawls all over St. Theresa's grounds? Would St. Thomas Home be anywhere near the building operations visible from my driveway?

Should anyone care to drive past this establishment, would they find similar bars on all the Home windows? *shakes it's head disbelievingly....

Up until now I hadn't a clue where the Home was situated. Looking at the map, puts it right where I have been watching curiously as huge building operations are swiftly carried out...

At the most, I had thought a few aerials maybe, but now I begin to wonder whether these childrem are also being subjected to the Big Brother Scheme on a grand scale...*spits...

It was a mistake for Charlie to have remarked on a private telephone conversation I made. The only possible way he could have known the content of my private discussion with a friend, is via the monitors of my fixed line...*grins...Woops!

Had he continued to attend our CPF Meetings, he could easily have laughed it off...

He chose, or was advised, not to return....*cackles...

He took Jenny Adams with him when he left. The Headmistress of St. Philamena's at 100 Rippon Road, Sydenham. Why? Yet another Roman Catholic Establishment. *curious....

She stopped acknowledging my texts regarding the CPF and disappeared like Charlie, with almost unseemly haste...*chokes..

Am I to conclude that from its position over on Locksley, this RC institution is also assisting Telkom in it's Wimax Trials? *bolt-eyed....

The bars, conductive paint and enormously powerful aerials?

The work of the so-called 'Trust' Committee once again?

'The benefits far outway any possible risk to the children' Trust Committee?....yadda yadda yadda.....

Tell me if you would dear Reader, why would the Government be pouring millions into Telkoms Wimax Project? Why are the Muni Electricity Department fundis working side by side with Telkom on the same Project?

Why has the Law been deployed (the chopper) to assist so intensely?

It's past time to don your thinking caps and to sit up straight and pay attention! In my rambling and incoherent fashion I have told you all that I know.

As the official guinea-pig for this brilliant and corrupt scheme, I can report only, that it will infiltrate every home and business in the country.

I make no apologies for incorrect guesses made and I attempt to rectify them when spotted.

I cannot change my somewhat melodramatic turn of phrase..*cackles..

Live with it and look beyond it if you can...

Find who heads this scurrilous 'Trust Committee' and what gifts (both personal and for the 'benefit' of the Homes) have exchanged hands...

Once this has been established, let them be thrust into the limelight and there give their reasons for allowing the Government (read Earl Barnabas' contacts) and Telkom to abuse their positions in this manner...

How many other Roman Catholic institutions dotted about the city have accepted enormous bribes in the form of building additions etc. to house this technology? Basic Wimax Wireless it most certainly is not...

So - begin at the beginning....

come with your binoculars and your zoom-lens cameras and see for yourselves St. Theresa's Orphanage building...

Once you know what to look for, go scouting around... and ask yourselves whether you believe that the Government contacts affiliated to Earl Barnabas are working with Telkom for YOUR good...*smiles...

The cranes situated on the new Shopping Mall site just leaving Durban by the Essex Terrace turnoff from Jan Smuts Highway?

The crane I wanted to climb for the view?

On my first trip out since blogging my idea, I was charmed to find a large aerial, active in broad daylight, had been affixed halfway up the crane....*falls over laughing...

So - I must conclude that toads would not be welcome on site? *cackles...

A small aside here.... it has long been my pleasure to bake the occasional cake for the many good SAP guys up on the Hill...

I have at times struggled mightily with my ancient Defy...

the cakes would often be uncooked well after the allotted time or sometimes alternatively burned....a real puzzle it was...*laughs...NOT!

Today my Controller was out, and for the first time in absolutely ages, my cakes baked perfectly in the exact, correct time...

I clearly recall der Kommissar laughing and saying how much time it must take me to bake cakes...*winks at Bali...

I guess I have to thank Bali for finding something to do today, that was more interesting than sending electrical surges through to the stove jackpoint...*grins...

Lies again? I have lived with my Controller's idea of fun since he was given control of the Street's Power supply back in 2004 by Allen Spence, Superintendent of Electricity for Durban & Master of Bad Choices...

I have no need to lie....*smiles...

More peace...

PS: Human Rights or Ecology Action? Hmmmm.......

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Sunday 30th September 2007 at 5.57pm.

HIDING BEHIND THE WALL.....

(begun Sunday at 4.10am)

A really manufactured sounding bunch of crickets greeted me this morning at 4.00am...*cackles..

The real-deal have been so vocal of late, I have been hesitant in deciding whether it is manmade or genuine....*shrugs....

For some reason, the sound carried straight towards our house from the Convent, though there were few lights/aerials to be seen active at the orphanage or outbuildings...

As a result I would have to guess the sound is being generated specifically for my benefit and is not an indication that the 'tests' were underway...*chuckles...

Together with the gift of the rather stunning new foyer light, I accept these offerings gratefully...*curtseys...

Once again, Sue the Book is being targeted...

At about 4.20pm yesterday afternoon, both she and her kid were home, when they suddenly found uninvited visitors attempting to gain entry through the kitchen security gate...

The chancers had cut through the wire fencing on the Jan Smuts side of the property and had already bent back the bars of the security gate sufficiently to crawl through...

Where was the dog?! *sighs....

I sing the same repetitive song as always.... where was our so heroic Monitor? He swept into his driveway just before 5.00pm.. carefully too late to have prevented this debacle....

Again it confirms that the monitoring devices on the streetlights are NOT designed to keep Joe Soap safe in any way...*hawks and spits...

The streetlight outside Cliffy's house (directly above and adjoining Sue's property) is right next to where the hole in the fence was cut. This particular pole is one of the more heavily festooned in our immediate area...(check out these pictures!) and it includes Telkom's ubiquitous 'Wireless' box.

So - what was the Heroic One doing while the fence was being cut? Sitting with his chommies up the road watching the drama unfold from a safe vantage point? Having a good laugh? Watching rugby and feigning innocence? Whatever the answer (I certainly know which one I would choose), it is merely a confirmation of my allegations...*frowns..

Sue the Book, who stands Before the Mast with her inexplicable and ongoing health problems, continues to be the recipient of deliberately arranged crime. (Ahh... my Controller chirrups his arrival in our house just before 4.30am - Good Morning Bali *grins...)

The likelihood that I too am being deliberately fed bloggable material does not escape me....*laughs...

The entire scenario has the now familiar stench of cowardice hanging over it...

My Master arrived home, After the fact, but in time to use his front row loge seat to enjoy the audible sounds of panic and distress...*shakes its head....

Behaviour befitting a Chicken King of his stature...*applauds...

Does he in mitigation, whine that he cannot be on duty 24/7? That as the Golden Tool of the Corrupt he is entitled to a Social Life? Bah! Had he been home, it is doubtful that he would have raised the alarm unless it was scripted....*projectile vomits.....

You are amused/horrified by my allegations? You are a Telkom Wimax Trialist and as such consider my Controller a brilliant teacher and friend? *keels over laughing....

That I suck these accusations from my wrinkled and bitter old thumb? *shrugs...

If you have not yet grasped how particularly fond I am of Captain Courageous, then just relax and don't bother trying....

I am drawn to the Wicked like a moth to a flame...*cackles..

The ultra-wide-eyed and innocent gaze that impales you as you happily fork over the cash for a second-hand car... unaware that it was liberated only the day before?

Oh no, hang on..... that was the lucrative scam that finally nailed Koobair the Squat...*laughs...

He was also running a Drugs R Us wholesalers out of the Station, but even back then, the machinery was sound enough to prevent that charge from sticking...*nods to the Peerage and his Government contacts....

Stale old news? Not at all - mistakes have been studied and rectified...tis business as usual but in a far more refined manner. With the help of Telkoms Wimax Trials and the added but apparently covert accessories, the ante has been raised to the roof....*chortles...

My word, there has to be some astonishing wheeling and dealing going on out of the public eye....I'm betting a queue of information buyers waits outside Martin Welz private residence as I write....*grins...

The Wicked that he has stuck it to over the years, now hope in vain, that via this technological marvel, they will find some skeletons in his own cupboard to use against him? *falls over cackling...

Dream on scumbags....

Does Mr. Welz neighbourhood sport Telkoms ubiquitous white wireless boxes yet? I'm betting his every move has been monitored and recorded for years... the Crooked's only recourse now, is to audio monitor his entire home, in the vain hope of gaining some form of leverage over this persistent anti-corruption bulldog of a man....

You think we live in interesting times? You ain't seen nothing yet!

All the closed doors I've come up against in my feeble attempts to cry foul/fowl, have been mere entertainment for the Corrupt? If what Telkom, Eskom and certain members of Government (using the Munis and the Law) are doing is legal and all above board, why has so very much trouble been taken to ensure my cries are not taken seriously?

Is the Microwave boffin aware that his beautiful tower is now running alongside additional accessories, but via the powerlines? That his so innocent Wimax system is merely a means of linking up neighbourhoods for monitoring purposes?

Dangerously paranoid? Moi??...*keels over laughing...

I'm guessing that mon Capitano of Courage has already put about that I will point an accusing finger in his direction in the matter of Sue the Book's latest drama? Yes? If not himself, his Trollish Clan will certainly have suggested it by now...*shrieks...

This toad is nothing, if not obligingly predictable...*guffaws....

ALL of the Sisters at St. Theresa's were sent off to Estcourt for the weekend, to attend a Holy gathering...

Where did this directive originate?

A suggestion from the Trust Committee or a legitimate outing? How utterly convenient for the Crooked...*grins..

Hasty additions and alterations can be made without raising eyebrows at all...

Just on the offchance that someone Good is paying attention? *chokes..

Little chance of that happening...*sighs... If you condone the use of an orphanage as a Wimax Base station, nothing I say here will persuade you from finding me anything other than an unpleasant and melodramatic liar...Whats new?..*grins...

A grey but very pleasant day out. The birds feed greedily on the tray, all the while watching for the kites that lurk over in the gumtrees.... I wish you Peace, from the Zone...

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Sunday 30th September 2007 at 9.47am.