SURREAL........
(begun Tuesday 19th August at 11.45am....)
The big Parks truck pulled in below us down in the valley this morning. I didn't see the size of the crew.....
The wekkers simply went straight down to the spruit and the stormwater drain and began clearing,out of sight...
What will happen here in summer? Parks wekkers have so often in the past taken the easy route,and tipped petrol from their weedeaters onto the bush and lit them..... Is this the reason they now work so industriously at cutting the bush bordering the drain? That a random bushfire may well now damage or desroy the cables? *interesting....
I've long hankered after a small timber lookout platform on my front lawn...*grins..In return for the free construction of such an edifice, I would willingly be a Fire Watch Officer.....
I only just got round to looking at the Sunday Tribune today, and found a much bigger article on the general treatment of the ill and dying in prisons.... Gag-inducing hypocrisy, as the authorities care less about the average prisoner's health...*snorts...
I aver that it is simply part of a desperate, but carefully choreographed plan, aimed ultimately at achieving good old Schabir's early release....*laughing....
Why he doesn't simply sit back and enjoy the simple stress-free life, for the short while left till Zuma comes into power, baffles me....
Is this all leading up to the Pardon that will inevitably be granted to him? His ongoing 'illness' and 'frailty' designed to create public sympathy instead of rage, as he is stretchered gently back to his mansion wearing a mink-covered ankle bracelet? *winks...
Enough with the crafty press releases and the designer ailments. Let's have more pieces on the vulnerability of the children and adults trapped in Institutions now set up as Base Stations for Selebi's Project. More money spent on testing the now tainted water and the long term results this will have on the population and environment....
More rigorous testing done on potential Controllers and their psychological make-up....*beams at Bali....
*Ive just watched a masked weaver's nest break free from it's flimsy branch at the top of a fever tree and tumble all the way to the ground... it's owner must be devastated at having to begin again from scratch.... Bummer.....*
Later: 8.30pm....
The chopper was back this evening and hung around for about an hour. Megabucks spent doing what...?
After Jiminy's so prudent move from the courtyard rose terrace on Saturday, I am unsurprised to find he has resurfaced in the front garden right by der Bunker....*cackles... Still very much alone poor thing....*winks at Bali...
I sat out ten minutes ago listening to the Wireless Song belting out across the valley, and yet no other crickets called down below in the valley. Blessed I am to have just this one fine little fella then...? *roffels..
The ear-crusher SE on the Senior Boys Hostel looks as though it may explode from it's intensity this evening...*grins..
I have concluded that Bali and the Rotten Apples simply know no other methods to use, than the most theatrically absurd. *keels over.....Everything they do is totally over the top and extreme.... Even nearing middle-age, my Master is dangerously juvenile in his efforts at self-gratification....*cackles..
It takes one to know one? Ah - the difference is that I have not been blithely given control of a huge amount of electricity and the means to affect peoples lives using this power. I have not been granted permission to eavesdrop on private lines be they fixed or cellular. I can't block calls and emails and employ pseudo-thieves to terrorise residents...*winks...
My silliness is restricted to burbling on endlessly about a Project that is vast and life-changing, to an audience who clearly find me deranged....*chokes..
The Wireless Song stops and starts as the Captain adjusts his settings....G'nite....
Wednesday at 12.25pm....
I remember waking sometime in the night to hear the Wireless Song nearby...*shrugs...
Today is clearly a very busy one for the Project here in the Zone.... With the GameWrecker home to hold the fort, I headed out fairly early, and was back in Sherwood by 9.12am.... In time to see these two gentlemen parked outside Sabeera's at No. 18....
This ladder up the streetlight and these strange lights on inside this van...*grins... I was told that Treslyn Govender at No. 25 had been without any power for 3 days.... WTF? The Muni Electricity Department had come out and said they couldn't fix his problem...*startled..
So today the Specialist contractors were out with their toys.... A red and blue logo on the side of the van saying Raw Power - 031 5636831 and MEGATEST your cable fault location and switchgear commissioning Specialists. O82 441 5888 here.
May I suggest that if you have so far been exempted from the Government/Wireless/Power Project, and are keen on a really fast and free internet connection, free utilities, and don't mind selling your very soul to the Beast, the numbers given above should lead you to the right people for enrolement....*cackles...
I would hazard that some large adjustments needed doing to Sabeera's system. An excuse for the electrical Specialists appearance was created. (The agreeable Mr. Govender at No. 25 claiming a three-day power outage) and bob's your uncle, a satisfactory explanation for more digging and work done right outside No. 18...*laughing...
It's as always the little things that raise my antennae....*grins... Missus Essay at No. 20 mentioning that Mr Govender had a burglary on the 13th, and lost a lot of stuff including jewellery?
See now, the only burglary I recall on the 13th of anything, was right here next door. *curious... Did Missus Essay get the story wrong, or is Mr. Govender smoking something......?
Thursday 2st August at 3.30am:
You remember the three guys I saw walking swiftly down from Carol Frankson's servitude on Saturday last, into the valley?
How I'd said they'd appeared to be smiling in my direction while two of them were busy on their cellphones?
Surreal it was then yesterday, when I went up the top in time to see the Illuminati's Protege marshalling his now considerable band of wekkers to leave for the day....*cackles..
So surreal that for once I forgot to smile and wave....
Their attire was identical to two of the three idiots creating chaos on Saturday....*falls over..
I had told the SAPS who came, that one guy was wearing a black shirt, but on seeing Newton's wekkers all in their very dark navy shirts, it bought total recall....
The dark charcoal longs were of course the clincher...
Where was Cliff on Saturday afternoon? Were this merry band using his property to run in to the Servant's quarters or were they just hanging about by his gates awaiting further instructions? *grins...
I've said many times that gangs of local employees are easily infiltrated by Mike Oliver's guys and in particular this lot across the road....
It would cover the brazen opening of the fire-hydrant here on the 11th June too...
Do you seriously think the Captain of Courage is not aware of all this...? *falls over laughing..
Missus Courageous asking me whether ADT came out in response to the 3.00pm house alarm going off? Does ADT have access to the Master's property? Speak up there! I didn't get that? No? *collapses cackling...
Confusing and inarticulate as my jumbled words are....
It is possible/probable, that the resident-scaring tactics currently underway are being done by guys living in the Moth Cottage Servant's quarters within easy reach of the victims they wish to frighten...
Using the monitoring system (my Lord) and their cellphones, it would be simple for these guys to be directed in and out of properties and for them then to 'vanish' without trace....*snorts...
The more I insist that my Master controls these operations, the more indignant you become... Perfect! Why do you think his own property is being targeted you twits?!
Simply because it makes my accusations appear all the more implausible and shocking!
A little black Golf with an Ixopo reg. plate you say? *waves to Captain Murugen..... Raait.....
My apologies for this classically incoherent episode which as usual, tries and fails to demonstrate how neatly crime in the Zone is orchestrated....*roffels...
Peace...
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Thursday 21st August 2008 at 1.45pm.
