VOIP IN THE WILDERNESS.....

(begun Saturday 30th August at 8.05pm....)

It must have been about 6.35pm when the chopper thundered by and hung a left over the Michan/Barnes Road area. A brilliant white light flashed several times on it's side as it leaned towards the houses... Safely added to the Grid then? *grins..

As always, I find alternative pleasures when the Chicken King flexes the little muscle he has left....*cackles..

He has a visitor atm and much scuffling is going on out in the dark next door....

I went up to find a white open-bed Isuzu bakkie ND 56690 on his verge. A company vehicle? Which company? *curious.... BizAfrika? Hmmm..

Their lorry was down Khaled's servitude this afternoon.

After blogging the wet patches of earth each side of our verges yesterday, I went out early this morning to find clumps of grass had been 'planted' on both sides of the drive and thoroughly watered in...*roffels...

Was this done in the dead of night, and if so why and by whom? *fascinated...

I just tried again to connect and was successful. I went over and blogged the rather lame 'Choices' and tried #trivia to get the equally pathetic No Match Found....*grins...

My Controller RULES! *winks... No seriously, I think he does...*nods... Which says a great deal about Law enforcement on the Internet....*shrieks...

It's my blogging the bigger picture regarding the Zone that's caused my demise this time. As long as I diss mon Capitano it can be erm, trivialised and a mere amusement. When it becomes clear that I consider poor Bali to be nothing more than a poisonous goondaboy - a minor, self-important cog in a wheel so vast he is a speck of dirt on it's outer rim, then the foreheads glisten.....

I do not need my blog to fulfill der Kommissar's brief encouraging us to gossip....*grins widely...

Aware as I am of the enormous amount of possible audio-monitoring options now available, I would choose very carefully were I to say, join a friend for coffee and a chat?

Just to get the ball rolling you understand? Tis time to speak out about the fine print written in invisible ink on the Wireless Project plans shown to prospective Invitees?

Who have I met recently that caused my Master to engage top gear and take the trivia bot down, specifically to have me removed as a pest?

Someone that actually gave the Rotten Apples pause for thought? *tries to figure it out....

Mistakes are being made.... Having Basil's little car stolen was another short-sighted error in a string of many, made by the over-confident Rotten Apples...

The dear man is now trapped in my company once a week through necessity....*grins.. Do you track us as I head into the Zone? Do you see and hear the people I meet due to his presence? Even in Westville we bump into his friends constantly, and I am introduced and try to make sure I'm not forgotten....*winks...

I have no social graces at all but I do believe that my liking for my fellow-man is clear to those that I meet...*shrugs..

Your monitoring is clever and is almost everywhere...Almost, but not quite....*shrieks.... Give Basil back his car before I become a REAL thorn in your side - or not....*shrugs...

Sunday 31st August at 4.20am:

I can hear the huge machines working in the distance. Brickfield Road? I checked the hadeda pool yesterday to find that already tadpoles have begun hatching out....*claps...

Later:

I am an ancient Tease....*shows it's yellowed stumps.... I walked, and then sat out in the dark for a while with Kitz...

You have to marvel at the kurrikane thrush's amazingly varied range of song...*grins....

I went back into the lounge at 5.30am and put the desk lamp on.

Did my Master sit up immediately in more ways than one? *screams with laughter.... Go take a cold shower bubba, and get over yourself....*grins..

Ever wonder what keeps me going despite insurmountable odds? The sure knowledge that I have Right on my side? *collapses choking... You have got to be kidding!

I stand before you a Toad alone and apart...*cackles...

Unlike my Lord Fowl, I am not even a speck on the Screen of this Project, but still I persist.

Offer me a trillion dollars and I still could not truly tell you why I stick like glue...*weird.... My task it is to tell you of the Zone and the wonderful people who live here. I'm the Toad in the Street. Back to the wall, I make my last stand... A heroic simpleton to the bitter end...*laughing...

Sunday now 7.57pm:

Bali continues to indulge himself fully....*cackles... I sat down at the TV at lunchtime and shortly afterwards he began smacking it.... I agreed audibly that he Owns it and may carry on doing as he pleases....

Needless to say, he eventually tired of that game and left it alone...*shakes it's head...

Tonight's attempt to access efnet resulted in a variation on a now tired theme...*yawns... No efnet channels....

Why does Fizzle not simply mail me and say straight out I may not play in #trivia? Is there more delicious enjoyment to be had doing it Bali's way? *curious...

My consolation is, that I have finally struck a nerve hard enough to warrant my engineered expulsion. I doubt you lot will be told the Real reason...*cackles..

Do my calls to the CIA, FBI, MI5 and Interpol fall on deaf ears? Is this why it was considered safer to shut me up? Whipped soundly for how many years is it? And still an incurable Romantic fosho....

The Good Guys ARE going to come barrelling down the pass to save me....*beams... They consider not my grotesquely aged form or acid tongue... They have finally seen my spirit and deemed it worthy of rescue.... Here, have a puff? *falls over laughing.... G'nite...

Monday 1st September at 4.03am:

Twice I called this Senior Boys Hostel SE an ear-crusher. On the strength of those two remarks, mon Desperado has had the thing running 24/7 I swear! *shrieks delightedly..... a pre-school level of bullying.....*chokes..

Has young Sean Mudaly been promoted, up at Telkom Overport? Has he moved over to the so-called competition? Does he still kindly volunteer to rewire customers entire landline systems in an effort to find an otherwise unsolvable problem? *laughing.... Neat...

My guess would be that he is one who avoids my blog like the plague? Just doing his job he was, and I have no hard feelings at all...*grins..

Did he ever get the photo I took of Sophie gazing at him adoringly while he was 'just doing his job'? *wonders...

And how is Saleem Moosa these days? Just another Telkom Overport droog who was kind enough to call when we had the ISDN problems? You think ja? *laughs...

Except that, of all my photos stored on the little PC, he was the one that Bali chose to delete, immediately raising my interest in the fellow...*cackles..

Where was Saleem back in, 1996 was it? The SBV Heist? Was he already working at the Overport Depot back then? *curious....

Despite all the red herrings so carefully laid out, there are still those who are extremely interested as to what happened to the missing 32.5 million loot....*winks... The Mastermind behind the Heist was never apprehended, and you have to wonder whether our Saleem could shed any light on the matter....*dabs it's streaming eyes....

Later:

Worthy of note? Twice yesterday I caught a strong whiff of sewage over towards No. 10... This morning our tap water runs white again. Are you SURE you know what you're doing?

Later still: 10.12am...

I'd watched this morning after 5.00am as a pair of bright headlights reversed away from this outbuilding over at St. Theresa's in the dark.... The exact spot that this enormous SE is frequently activated and, as I live and breathe, is active right now mid-morning! *laughing..

The saga of the ghostly gig upgrade continues...The GameWrecker logged on this morning and went to admire his upgraded bandwidth... Oops! Only 400kb had been added in spite of having paid tradepage the R98 upgrade fee two months back... WTF?

I tried Hilary at tradepage only to be told she was off today... So instead I spoke to Craig Amos in their Joburg office... Craig was busy on a call, so I waited.... (Bali hastily phoning through his instructions? *roffels) The GameWrecker has given Craig our details and now we sit while they sort it out....*winks...

Today I learned that fibre is made up of glass strands and that if it is bent or damaged, data carried is lost...

May I guess that great strides have been made in this field? That somehow a fibre optic cable that is now extremely flexible and durable is on the market?

I go back to the labouring crews of unskilled wekkers dumped on every corner countrywide... The hit and miss work done in finding the right pipes to feed the cables through is having appalling consequences throughout the land...

Does Neil McLeod sleep well at night? Allen Spence? Like a baby with that bank balance I bet....*vomits...

It is unlikely therefore that raw labourers would be working with the old type, so-fragile optic cables... A rigid casing would create huge problems, so I must assume that the inner workings themselves are now of a much more resilient quality and able to withstand the clumsy efforts of the toiling droogs?

I would say it was within half an hour of my initial call to Craig Amos of tradepage that Pranav called back to say they were experiencing migratory problems (chokes) and that we would receive our gig by the end of the day.... *applauds cautiously....

Later:

I'm delighted to say that our long-awaited upgrade to 1 gig was in by mid-afternoon. Kudos to Craig and Pranav....*beams...

I checked after lunch to find searchirc at last yielded the efnet channels, albeit that every single one now has 'New' next to it...*cackles...

So I typed out two late blogs and have this one to go...*mops it's brow.... Enough for the moment...

Peace julle..

---oOo---

Tuesday 2nd September 2008 at 6.18am.

TARRED WITH THE SAME BRUSH....

(begun Saturday 30th August at 6.15am....)

The Lout of my Life didn't even bother to bring up the corrupt results for my efnet search this morning...*grins.... Just a nice blank screen saying Done...*shrugs..

The big lights on the Convent Powerhouse have just gone off,at the exact same time as my Master's inside garage light nogal... Neat....*winks..

Still putting out their enormous load are this one on the Senior Boys Hostel garden wall,and this one above the door of the outbuilding ....*grins... Forgotten to switch off? Not a chance!

These two alone can chug out a hefty signal judging by their intensity.... Despite my Controller's SE's to all intents and purposes appearing off - it is quite obvious that they do not sleep. Ever. *laughing...

I can't pretend to be shocked or even surprised at my being as good as shut down..*cackles..

My reporting on Neil McLeod's new smoke machine to be used in Chatsworth may have done the trick? *beams... There may be a few Chats residents that read this blog and not all are necessarily Invitees aboard Selebi's latest Gravy Train Project?

It would be simple for them to watch for the Muni and this new device, and to monitor their water supplies quality? Good thinking! May I suggest that Chats residents study the charitable institutions in their area? Schools and old age homes etc, to find the sudden enormous increase in outdoor lighting? With that will go the 'burst' water pipes ensuring the Muni and Telkom vans will shortly be in the area....*cackles...

Our newest CPF Member wouldn't have helped to keep my blog going either...*laughing..

Shall I write her job description here and the fact that she too works at the biggest base-station in the country? That she will be Very aware of the Wireless Project, but not the hidden details...? *keels over....

A sweaty time then? And far safer that I be shut down by the injured and righteously ruffled Courageous Couple?

Later: 10.00pm

You have to choose - Do you want your brilliant hassle-free Fizzle-run trivia game, or would you rather read the endlessly repetitive diaries of a nutjob? See now, that wasn't difficut was it? *cackles mindlessly....

I went off down Sydney Road at 8.00am to find the usual stretch of streetlights all active... Some, astonishingly intense among the standard golden yellow...

All the huge overheads on at the Warwick Avenue/Maydon Wharf intersection... The big streetlight always on next to the Beast's Lair in Wandsbeck, Westville...

More work done on the new manhole at the junction of Harris/Garbutt Rd. You recall? Where that big old tree 'fell over' into the road? *nudge, nudge.... This huge Muni digger working across from Missus Kazee's, the Councillor's cousin.... You see the word WATER there under the Metro logo on the door?

Smart new Neotel advertising posters on the lightpoles bordering Jan Smuts and starting directly outside Carol Frankson's house ! *winks...Telkom most certainly IS helping it's creation, Neotel with it's infrustructure, denials or not...*shrieks...

As are our Muni Electricity and Water Departments! How many of you have figured out that this marvellous Wireless Project is rather more than it is touted to be? *chokes...

The Delightful Duo appear to have gone out for a while... I watched as Missus C pushed the electric gate open with one hand to go out....*bolt-eyed...

Almost immediately Freddie the Accountant's dog begain it's anxious barking... Doing the day shift today then Fred? *nods as Mistuh Cochran at No. 12 cranks up his system...

The signal Eugene was putting out heading up to Cullingworth Road, in Garbutt, must have been too weak. I noticed a beautiful array of additional lights have now been added to his roadfacing wall. *impressed.... The property now outstrips West Street's Christmas decorations FFS! Keep those contracts coming and he will be only too happy to oblige....*grins..

Reading back through that lot, I find I too, would rather be struggling at a good game of trivia, than boring myself witless with what is now rhetoric...*sags...

Later: 6.35pm Saturday:

The writing is clearly on the wall... Though each attempt to access efnet's trivia has been futile, I have not yet received a Banned For Life message...*falls over...

From the sheer glee of the thumps sent randomly to our TV set today, I would guess a lifetime ban it is.... The only voice I had to remind Law Officers to pay attention has been firmly strangulated...*laughing..

The Captain of Courage is drooling with delight and can't decide where to hit us first now that he again has free rein....*shrugs..

I guess it was a premeditated plan to spoil the trivia game until the players agreed with him to keep me out.... Kid's stuff but effective... He knows I will not blog so has donnered two toads with one stone....*cackles..

I called Missus Bernie to tell her about a missing cat this afternoon...*sighs.... And what an interesting can of worms opened up as a result....*grins..

I would guess that although Bernie and his Missus assist the Wireless Project, they are absolutely clueless as to the finer details, and who it is that runs the show here in the Zone and beyond...

Peter Williams? A name not heard before, but one that may well need investigating. On the Board of Flame Lily and a pal of the Illuminati's Protege Charles Newton..

Charles Newton of 11 Harris Crescent whose recent unbelievable rise to affluence has at last begun to set tongues wagging...*winks..

He and his family are staying in a Moth Cottage. Is he a war veteran? Unlike Sue the Book he is not related to any of the other tenants? How did he get so lucky?

The Illuminati himself is a tottering wreck at 86. Peter Williams now calls the shots fosho....

More letters have been received by the Cottage residents, claiming water wastage by the servants quartered on the property. That these residents will now have to divide the added costs between themselves FFS.... SAY WHAT? Vincent and Tina do Not abuse the water allowance, which leaves Newton's gang of wekkers fully responsible. Among whom are at least two of the three 'frighteners' from last weekend's incident...*gags..

Missus Bernie tells me that they do pay water and lights. You will pardon me if I set that assertion to one side for the moment..

Would Peter Williams care to see my pictures of Newton's wekkers and the pressure hose? The fire-hydrant with clear visible proof that it had been opened - ? Showing the time to have been while the gang were working on Newton's driveway?

Would Mr. Peter Williams of Flame Lily (undoubtedly an EE), care to explain how he gave permission for the illegal opening of the hydrant? *curious...

How a family that so seldom in the past used a hose at all, now run a sprinkler system regularly, wash all their vehicles and use a pressure hose on anything they can lay their hands on? I WADED across the road to Sue the Book's this afternoon....*spits..

I do not begrudge the Newton's their good fortune... I am just curious as to how it came about quite so swiftly.... Should the two fine young sons end up in trouble in later years, will little Missus Newton recall how they were encouraged to lie?

How their large papa stood next to me and said that having his men chop down Sue the Book's beautiful tiboushina so crudely was nothing to do with DLOS? And then to compound his behaviour he declined to have the mess made attended to? *vomits...

Ill-informed remarks about being glad not to be my neighbour are crass to say the least...*looks at Gavin Mannion...

A good neighbour is worth gold as is Basil at No. 4 and the family at No. 10... They know I will assist them in anyway I can...*shrugs..

I have no need to defend myself in the neighbourly department, despite what the Snake-oil Doctor sells you...*grins..

The decision to allow my Controller to shut me out of trivia was yours as much as anybodies (sp)....*shrugs.. I plod on regardless... It is as though those who have been graciously taken aboard this huge gravy train, were blindfolded first, and do not see that they have now all been tarred with the same brush.....

Peace julle..

---oOo---

Finally published Monday 1 September at 3.30pm

THE ROADBLOCK.....

(due to erm, ongoing malice, the following three blogs can hardly be termed up to date...however... bear with me....

begun Friday August 29th at 10.55am....)

For some reason Bali seemed to struggle with our TV this morning, as a series of pitiful thumps struck us intermittently after switch-on...*grins..

Catching up on the latest newspapers has unsettled me... Does nobody see the pattern emerging? Or do they simply, like Delon, not care? *grimness...

The Palmiet River polluted with a purple substance? Yellowood Park polluted?

The many dodgy contractors created by the Beast, who drive about dropping off crews of unskilled labour to dig on the verges and roads... And then this same unskilled labour incorrectly crossing sewage and waterlines causing kak to flow into the water systems! You know full well that this is happening throughout the country and you ignore it FFS!

You can do nothing against this Government-backed tide of greed and corruption? *spits... I am truly at a loss that so many intelligent people adopt this cowardly attitude....*baffled..

The world should hear of the depths to which we have sunk. That the average man in the street will be Owned by criminals and Druglords. And yes, I would go so far as to call Colin Balliram a criminal....

though he receives endorsement from the likes of Jackie Selebi what is that worth? *snorts...

How I would love to know who it was that shopped Mistuh Selebi himself.... His own guys down here playing a double game? *wouldn't be surprised....

Check out Page 6 of Wednesday August 27th Natal Mercury to see a picture of the shifty and extremely uncomfortable looking Neil McLeod, showing off the new smoke device to be used in Chatsworth...

Why was this not used during the digging in the Palmiet River Valley or Yellowood Park? Trees and wildlife can't scream as the Chats residents just might when the drinking water supply gets poisoned?

His continued assertion that this device is to hunt down illegal connections proves that he is indisuputably OWNED by the Crooked. He certainly has a furtive look about him.... What nasty little secrets are being held over his head to keep him in line? *gags...

This huge Plumblink lorry ND 462 855 turned up into the Crescent this morning at 7.41am. Supplying what to whom?

I went up at 10.36am to see the GameWrecker off and got these pictures... You can clearly see the Metro logo on the van door with ELECTRICITY written under it.... Check out the ladder once again up against No 18's streetlight.... The other vehicle an unmarked van NC 10800.... The droogs were again digging next to the fire hydrant.... Doubtless we can expect more white crud in our tap water today then? *gags...

I called my CPF Chairman an hour ago at the Westville Prison. He was telling me again how angry and difficult the Hall Keeper has become, to which I replied, that the man lives mere feet from a cellmast whose emissions have likely trebled over the last two years.... At that, the landline connection was dropped....*laughing...

I called him back only to hear that he has frequent cutoffs to his line at the Westville Parole Board offices...*winks....

Does it not make you sweat just a little to think that your area will be controlled by similar low-lifes? No? You're heading abroad like a rat anyways? *shrugs..

There is no other country like ours in the world... with the right people in Government, and the Beast's Whisperers destroyed, we could stand with the best....

Meanwhile, you sit silently as the Beast crawls across the land destroying the eco-systems and enslaving the masses... I don't get it....*puzzled... Is this really the End of Days?

Later: Friday 6.45pm:

As added in a postscript at the end of my previous blog, Little Willy has carefully removed each and every efnet site from searchirc...*cackles... I bet it took him all of 5 seconds to successfully block me from #trivia...*roffles..

Being the Pwned Ignoramous that I am, I find myself almost disturbingly complacent about this latest development...*smiles... The pressure is off to blog....

Despite the feeling that it is a ridiculously small tweak, it is one I certainly wouldn't attempt to fix. Besides, my Captain of Courage cares deeply for his image online... I do not imagine this block to be without a great deal of support...*beams...

Certainly the Beanstalk hinted this morning in #trivia that the bot's problems would soon be over... And I'm sure that it runs tonight as it should without my irritating presence....*cackles..

I've just read a rather apt quote... if I may...? "In times of universal deceit, telling the truth will be a revolutionary act..." George Orwell....

I happily wear that hat, though I grant I look even more ridiculous than usual....*winks...

I spent just under an hour reading the myadsl forums and found myself logged out only the once... Remarkable restraint there old boy! *laughs..

When I found later that the efnet sites had still not been restored to searchirc, I shut down and went walkabout for a bit.

NONE of my Master's top driveway lights were on at 6.30pm and only the inside garage light was active.... It was so dark on the road-facing side, I went and had a word over the wall to reassure his three beasts that all was well.

Amusingly, my Master made a fatal error...*grins... The big SE light next to the garage window confirmed what I had guessed at all along... A tiny gold pilot light glowed despite there being no lights on at ALL to cause a reflection... I even switched my outdoor light off just in case...*laughing..

He was home, but it was too late... He scrambled to put on the outside light by his entrance door to doubtless claim the pilot light was merely a reflection....*shrieks...

You are slowing down mon Capitan in your middle-age... I stood in the kid's room for ages BEFORE the extra light was hastily turned on and he clearly heard me muttering but the penny didn't drop quickly enough....

The Senior Boys Hostel bears the brunt of the Wireless 'testing' this evening... A pity it is that you are too much of a sissy to come visit and see for yourselves whereof I speak....*snorts..

Instead you take the Yellow Brick Road.... Safety in numbers fosho...*nods..

The Wireless Song is back on track and has been filling the valley now most evenings... I've no idea why it stopped for a few weeks, but whatever the problem was it's clearly been sorted out...*smiles..

Saturday 30th August at 3.55am...

When I was last able to access #trivia (yesterday after 5.30am) I repeatedly typed that my font had changed...*grins... Well, it hasn't... it's just that I struggle to describe that the screen looks suddenly different....*curious...

When we changed over from our heavy old monitor to this flat fancy one ages ago, it was a shock to the system. The typeface all looked spidery and pale... Obviously I got used to it...*grins... Suddenly, it's as if once again it's a new screen, is the best way to describe it? Probably the old vivid imagination at work as the GameWrecker sees no change at all...*shrugs...

Has there been a Poll taken and the decision made to block me from efnet's #trivia permanently?

I have mistakenly thought this to be the case in the past, only to have been allowed to return....

With the closure of access to #trivia I feel it wiser not to publish my blogs...*shrugs...

Whether or not I am delusional to imagine the CIA, FBI and MI5 even bother to read my sometimes frantic scribbles is debatable....*laughing... Why would they give a toss about what they obviously consider an isolated case of victimization, and deserved at that...?

They will after all, be too busy watching the Big Boys at the top bring this country to it's knees....*shrugs..

Time for a break then? My entertainment factor has left the building ? *nods... I shall of course continue raving on but without publishing....*smiles..

I am content that a good many of you are now fully aware that the Courageous Pair and their criminal connections have successfully duped you for years...*rubs it's burning eyes...

With this epiphany comes the understandable rage that it has taken an idiot to pull the scales from your eyes? *falls about laughing... Get over it....

Later:

Not a breath of wind stirred when I went out onto the verandah at 4.40am.... Not a toad or even a cricket to be heard.... As I finished walking the kurrikane thrush began calling in the dark and a car went by on the Freeway heading into the city....

Freddie the Accountant has his valley spotlight active this morning for the first time in quite a while... The GateKeepers at St. Theresa's have this one on above the Playing Field.

The biggie facing us over at the Senior Boys Hostel is a pale yellow this morning.... rather like my Master....*keels over...

Peace julle....

Finally published Monday 1st September at 2.50pm.