PANDERING.......
(begun Friday 9th at 8.00am...)
What a letdown my Hero has proven to be ...*sighs... To be joined at the hip (for my eternity at least), to one who began so promisingly, but has sunk to the status of barrel-dregs, is fairly depressing....
But we will make the best of the situation I'm sure...*brightening...
Have you been spun a tale that avers the authorities are aware of Barnabas, and that they watch him closely, ready to pounce? That he carries no weight at all here in the Zone, and that I whistle in the wind? *falls over laughing...
Absolute outright BS!! The fair Carol was vocally confident of her position enough to once say "He knows who I am" of a sucker they were leaning on at the time...*cackles...
That young Captain Bhopal felt the need to relocate to a different station because of her games, does not indicate that she is constantly looking over her shoulder...*shrugs..
On the contrary, Barnabas and the Rotten Apples work side by side to OWN the Zone whether you choose to believe it or not..
The authorities say they can't pin anything on him? It is sufficient for me to know that he and his, are privy to my telephone conversations. Fact. The telephone monitoring is done by my Master...Fact. You don't need to be a rocket scientist to make the *coughs....connection....
Later:
Predictable? I guess Bali and I are both guilty as charged. A call from Missus Courageous at 9.30am to ask if Penny was standing up on the road.
Bali had told Missus C that the maid hadn't arrived by 7.45am and he'd swept off, leaving the windows of the house open, to take the kid to school... *snorts...
An hour later and Missus C calls back to say he had lied, (her word) and was just having some fun. He had let the maid in before leaving after all...*shrugs..
Is this juvenile behaviour amusing you? Befitting of someone controlling your power supply FFS? *cackles uncontrollably...
It is common knowledge that laughter pleases me above all else... Even the frequent laughter at my expense is preferable to the dour, sullen and judgemental radishes out there....*grins...
And yet, I still find it somewhat disquietening that he has been given control of the power supply by Allen Spence...*hawks...
Although his Personal Sweeper cleaned up today's droppings, can she continue to cover for him?
Does she loyally still find him cute and funny as he piles on her stress levels? Or will he merely trade her in for a newer model when he tires of her commonsense? Life ain't easy....*smiles...
It's always possible that I am handing out credit where it's not due. The only thing achieved by this morning's lameness, was to get me off my large butt, and staggering up to the road to see if the maid was still standing there....*shrugs...
An orgasmic moment for the PuppetMaster who has lost so much of his control....*cackles...
An amusement designed by the Missus to cheer him up a tad? *falls over..
Would Missus Courageous have called me to admit it was a lie, if I hadn't told her at 9.30am that I'd seen the windows had been left open? Oops! *grins..
Does he seek to ensure that my blog now replaces his failed Toady Show? He certainly sees to it that I have a steady stream of grist for the mill...*curtseys deeply...
Later:
The Airwing chopper went buzzing directly overhead to the Station at 11.30am. A lunch date? It came back over heading South East at 12.45pm..... der Kommissar is also aloft and over by the Freeway..... busy days....
The crooked Town Clerk was doubtless easily persuaded to pose for yesterdays Mercury front page...*gags...
In manly fashion he leapt aboard a surf ski for publicity shots on Wednesday this week...
"the sea is quite safe" quoth the corrupt little fellow...
Who is it that will truthfully report him hours later, hanging over the toilet bowl, barfing his innards out, after swallowing the sewage laden sea water....?
"The 'city' has decided to take sea water quality samples on a weekly basis and post the results at beaches'....*keels over laughing...
And the public will trust these results as being correct because.........? Pull the other one Herr Doktor....
Did cash change hands for him to speak at the Discovery Surf Ski launch? And to then place a really super ad for Discovery adorning Sutcliffe's co-paddler on the front page Mercury picture? *spits...
Discovery owe him a month's break at Zimbali at the very least....Oh - that's been taken care of already? Right...
What were they thinking? Everything the man now touches smells tainted....*sighs... ah... I seem to recall reading about this company in a Noseweek issue not that long ago... that would explain a LOT....*laughing...
A power saw has been working non-stop nearby. Could it be more bush clearing done below Kasim's at no. 2? If so, what is being planned for the cleared area? *interesting...
Yesterday I drove down Salisbury Avenue in Westville and hung a left just past St. Elizabeth's church, on to that little road running parallel to Jan Smuts Highway, heading back into Durban.
The thick hedge of 15-20foot high shrubs that has bordered that road for as long as I can remember, had been reduced to five inch stumps....
I suspect that this is why we so seldom see our Parks Wekker Crews these days. They have all been sidelined into destroying the necessary trees and shrubs in search of the best LOS available for Big Brother....*hawks...
How are they persuading the few dedicated Muni horticulturists that killing so many established trees is for the best?
Insisting that they trot out the white ant excuse should there be questions asked, or lose their jobs?
This whole Big Brother Project has to be the single biggest scam in the history of South Africa... More lies and cover-ups surround this scheme than any of the corruption exposed at Eskom or the Government....*shrugs..
May I predict that things are going to get a LOT more interesting very soon? *laughing...
Peace...
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Friday 9th May 2008 at 2.17pm.
