TILL THE COWS COME HOME.....
(begun Friday 6th June at 6.15pm..)
I managed to publish two blogs today. The TV is pretty much a goner... I can't help but cackle in astonishment as the Captain of Courage is permitted to cause such destruction as, and when he chooses.
It is tempting to whine that I have given you information and laughter in abundance in return for what? Pfftt... my whining days are long gone and instead, should you venture close enough, you may well find a brick thrust up your nose....*shrieks...
You have here a crazed, obsessive and insecure megalomaniac (a dodgy combo indeed), given control over a power supply circuit FFS!
It's like one of those murderous nutters I see on the Crime Channel, where all his family and friends say afterwards they'd had no idea, because he'd seemed such a nice guy....*tries to keep a straight face...
It's so horrific it's funny...
He's an IT fundi - a Cracker of Note,
I'm an ugly old toad and a gossip to boot.....
You surely wouldn't base your judgement on our differences now would you? *falls over laughing...
After I published the first blog this morning, I stepped out onto the front verandah at 9.20am, just in time to hear a Wireless song close by, hastily shut off... You have to know how loud it was, to register above the general noise of the day...*nods..
Kitt iii was at the top of the drive... Need I say more? *shrugs...
By 10.00am the chopper was circling low over the Convent....
I have to surmise this week's latest humungous light run from the dormitory is off tonight because my kid is home for the weekend. *interesting...
Sometime avid supporter of my Controller, she may yet have been startled by the intensity and need for such a light inside a child's room.. So - off it is for the moment....*grins...
The Heroic One has his chommies round this evening and there is no sign of the wise Missus C and her brood....
Strange how such a classic bully so badly needs reassurance from his yes-men.
What back-patting he misses here, is more than made up for by his online peers... Peers who seriously think they know him...*keels over laughing..
They know only what he wishes them to know, and that's a fact....
If you are having a problem with someone online, or possibly a company has been giving you uphill? Is the Fowl King not always the first to say he will 'Fix' it for you?
Selfless kindness or a genuine orgasmic enjoyment at wreaking havoc? Whatever.....*shrugs...
Collin Balliram moved in to No. 6 with an agenda to create discord and that's the bottom line...*nods..
Part of me now sees him as the Underdog. A flawed individual that at times I feel sad for.... I am his whipping post but I can't hang about forever..
I often ask him what he will do when I am gone, and doubtless he thinks he will finally be happy...
I'm not so sure....*frowns.... eh! Enough with the emo shyte..
Let's talk some more about this scheme you've signed on for shall we? Official Secrets Act or not quite so hectic?
It's going to save the country? You think? Well, first of all there's the teeny matter of the CCFL bulbs handed out in their thousands.
The bulk to the unfortunate masses deliberately denied a decent, basic education.
See, you may say it's only a microscopic amount of mercury contained in those bulbs, but I see the bigger picture here.
We have already lost two of these hardy, power-saving 'long-life' killers... Bin them? Where?
The residents of say, Soweto, will to a man, take them to a safe trash deposit area? *coughs... Again I ask - you think?
Remind me now of all the Good this eavesdropping Project will do for the people? Don't forget to consider the water either...
The vast amounts run off, and the sewage now polluting so many areas. You need the lines to run the cables through? Of course you do....*nods...
Is this chaos and destruction shrugged off as mere teething troubles? *snorts... I am truly ready to be convinced.... Try, I beg you...
The youngest member of the Trustee Board of Flame Lily, and protege of the bitter old Illuminati, insisted his wekkers had mistakenly chopped down the huge tiboushina tree outside Sue the Book's gate, today....*heaves...
I swear both he and good old Bernie have studied at the same School of Prevarication...*cackles...
So lame as to be hilarious in fact.... Why would he want to waste these intense new illuminations on the back of a tiboushina tree, when they are now in DLOS to so much more! Viva le Wireless!
Their 5 dogs will bear the brunt, but hey, they aren't moneymakers, so it's tough titty right? *shrugs..
What lessons do their two fine boys learn from all this? That lying is cool? *gags and promises never to put them in a position where they would have to lie...
I recall how many times Bali has thumped into the jackpoint behind our TV... Untold damage done deliberately and repeatedly... Sure, the set is switched off overnight and at times during the day, but the wall socket switch isn't, and if I'd suggested it, the GameWrecker would have nixed the idea anyways....
Learning the hard way we are.....*shrugs...
So, if you've become the object of a Crooked gang of warped thieves, you can expect the two-year built in shelf-life of appliances to be halved again.... From now on, that would have to be a yes...*rolls it's burning eyes....
Later:
Within minutes of climbing onto the orbitrek machine, my hearing changed frequency. Small wonder it was such a simple matter for the Chicken King to nail my Walkman....*laughing..
In typical cowardly fashion, there is no Wireless song active that I can hear. Not from St. Theresa's nor my Master's bunker...
Only this light is on over at the dormitories, while even the upper floor of the Senior Boys Hostel runs on the minimum enhancers....*shrugs..
I would hope that the Lord of my Life does not squeal 'unavoidable' in reply to my repeated cries of foul.... Claiming that damage is inevitable on entry, would truly reveal his yellow colours....*cackles..
The damage he does to our TV is most definitely malicious and deliberate, in keeping with all the other not-so-subtle abuse he has practised for years... Go figure....
Sunday at 4.15am:
A bitter-cold knifing wind is blowing... still the minimum lights run over at the Convent... Better safe than sorry? Fosho....*chokes...
Later:
I heard no Wireless song above the wind. This white light activated over on the convent outbuildings replaced this huge light at 32 Michan Road (uncharacteristically off for a change)
If Jackie Selebi were unable to find sufficient information to save his position, as now appears likely, will his successor treat the Zone with equal reverence?
Chosen from the entire country to 'Lead the Way' and controlled by the Rotten Apples and their Telkom Overport informers as we already were, it was a mere hop, skip and jump to begin installing the Big Brother system...
Who is Sean Findlay and what is his part in the Scheme? A minor player, or is he above the malicious entertainment enjoyed by so many? *curious...
Peace on this cold morning....
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Sunday 8th June at 6.33am.
