THESE FOOLISH THINGS.....

(begun Saturday 27th September at 3.20am...)

I'd only been up for ten minutes when I heard a branch break. Someone collecting firewood down in the valley? Little Pepsi started barking and it turned into a howl... WTF?

I struggled to hold the stuffing pen in my burning, numb fingers... Is it the damp weather and drop in temperatures that makes both the dog and my hand cry out? My ears whine as I shake my head.... My so-called symptoms are always exacerbated by cloud cover for some reason, so no worries dudes....*winks..

Why is Captain Courageous on his best behaviour? A mere hiatus, as they plot and scheme the next delicious scenario designed to torture us? While trivialising all that has gone before?

They will have convinced their Fanboyz online that the latest accusations are rubbish. Five trainee policewomen all claiming sexual harrassment?

Ai, tis just collective PMS and women's natural vindictiveness? *keels over...

Besides, these things can be made to go away despite the difficult odds....

My Treasurer says she smells suicide and accidental death in the near future... Of course she's over-reacting.....*shrugs... You will also think we exaggerate.... I've said all along that the Zone is run along different lines to Your idea of suburbia....*snorts..

So I guess el Maestro sits quiet, as Cleaners are hired by the Rotten Apples to rehabilitate these so-called victims and to shut them up quick smart...*winks... Should I have faith that Good will prevail in the matter? *keels over laughing...

Pull the other one why don't you?! How many years have I sat here being kicked in the head to the sound of your thunderous applause? For how long have you egged on this Tool of the Corrupt so blindly? *looks at the Stealthy one...

I find it hard to believe that you are a bad person despite your proclivity for torturing idiots... Your lack of tolerance when dealing with Fools has over-ridden your commonsense.... A trait displayed by so many of your Peers...*sniffs... We just beg for it not so?

I'm intrigued by your apparent collective ability to separate mon Capitano's online behaviour from his clearly, as criminal behaviour, in real life? Selective ignorance from so many of the Bright?

However much you regard yourselves as unique individuals, has pretty much been negated by the Pack mentality you have displayed here over the years....*shrugs..

I'm not in any position to judge you. Lacking any vestige of logic and commonsense as I do, my desperate gibberings have done little other than to encourage you all....*cackles... It's been a huge Life's Lesson for me to find that the line between Good and Bad is not clear cut at all....*curtseys gratefully to the King of Poultry....

The GameWrecker bought me a neat pair of fieldglasses the other day. What an eye opener they are! *roffels... I took them up the top last night after 8.00pm to study the lights in the toddler's dormitories....

Someone was huddled against one of the windows upstairs and within minutes, the lights were doused....*impressed. I amiably flashed my little white led light at them repeatedly and waited...

A few minutes later several of the small orange lights suddenly began twinkling behind the smart finished windows...Magic!

My Master keeps the GateKeepers across the way on full alert these days. Has he warned them that I threaten their livelihood if it is proven they run powerful SE's from INSIDE the living quarters of these orphans? Why else would they be so jumpy? *curious...

After weeks of facing directly the humungous SE on the garden wall at the Senior Boys Hostel (very often left active all day) it was off last night and this morning. A precautionary measure my Lord? Just in case someone is sniffing around? *laughs..

I actually persuaded the GameWrecker to check out the two red and white lights on Bali's lampost last night. Seen through the new binoculars they are pretty impressive. They can't be seen from the road at all, and only become visible when viewed from my kid's window....*shakes it's hoary head in wonder...

IC's comment over at mybb regarding the lack of Telkom Wimax base stations had me cackling wildly. Are you all totally blind?! *falls over..

Every institution, school and Government run building is OWNED and will be rigged out with the necessary technology to further Selebi's Project. Some, as with St. Theresa's, more than others... A neat little mini-base station in DLOS to it's feeders at Howard College and the Overport Microwave tower. *gags..

Outside nearly every school you will now find at least one streetlight burning 24/7 denoting it's inclusion on the Grid.

vodacom3g becomes more appealing by the day ffs! When I read that he is so taken with Dire Straits' Private Investigations I was shocked to find my natural repulsion wavering! *shrieks.... How can he be an Agent for the Beast if he has such excellent taste? *roffels...

Ahh.... gullible and naively silly toad! The fellow is the Beast's Top of the Range agent and no question about it. As much as Bali is the Golden Tool of the Rotten Apples, doing what he does best, so does voda3g with his so helpful and authoritative manner work for the Beast....*grins..

How swiftly you all have been persuaded to forget that a rose by any other name...... *falls over...

He will of course, merely laugh at my accusations, and possibly even kindly say that it appears I have good reason to diss the Minions of the Beast...*nods..

However silent sat Shaggy the Telkom Admin in mwebs irc channels, does this one continue to remind me of that shadowy figure... *beams...

My new binoculars picked up the most amazing SE slapped on the side of a property over in Piedmont Road. A beauty that puts all the other lights in the shade so to speak! I must take a closer look in the daylight hours and try to get a picture for you.

How ordinary and innocent these outdoor lights appear when switched off...*cackles... But under the control of one such as my Master, they can now be manipulated to give off an intense signal.

I'm guessing that the really powerful lights have had an additional bit of technology added behind the glass? *winks...

Later

The little freezer was screaming when I walked into the kitchen earlier. It shouldn't be labouring at all, as the temperature has dropped amazingly...*winks at Bali... I smacked it sharply and it shut up...

As I stepped onto the Orbitrek, the first hadeda of the day let out it's raucous cry in the dark. I have noticed this phenomenon before...*grins.. It calls from a perch somewhere between Freddie the Accountant's and my Masters Chicken Coop....

It's quite probable that my bizarrely obsessive Controller activates something via his DeathDealer at that precise moment. That he doubles the power output would be my tardish guess...*cackles..

Your snorts of derision don't bother me at all. Feel free in fact. *laughing.... I have been scarily correct in so many of my stumbling attempts to make sense of it all, that I now listen closely to my instincts...

They tell me that something is cranked up, which disturbs the hadedas just enough to cause them to remark on it. Nothing more...*grins..

Your Trainee Controllers would do well to note these finer points. I am the Toad in the Street, and there are others who will hear you too... Do not underestimate idiots....*laughing wildly as it waves to Lazzie....

The Courageous Couple have proven themselves to be highly successful in their sales of snake-oil.. Can I now interest you in a discounted testicle implant? It is rather obvious that you are lacking in the cojones department so.....? No? *chokes..

Are you so shocked that I decline to buttkiss and beg? I am my own Best Friend and Worst Enemy, and have no need to bootlick the Blind. *collapses laughing...

Have a great weekend julle... Peace..

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Saturday 27th September 2008 at 6.06am

MERCY.................

(begun Friday 26th September at 3.45am....)

My inner-ears literally vibrated to the weird mixture of sounds (mostly synthetic) in the valley this morning...

My Master has visited one too many dodgy Korean Sounds of the Night/Nature sites! *collapses...

Who does he test them on before unleashing them here in the valley? *roffels..

I can't really describe this morning's offering as it's just so strange.... When I first unlocked the front door, I could distinguish a group of toads chorusing from over up by the Recreation Centre/Playing Field.... That in itself was odd enough..

This is however, now completely over-ridden by what must be a weird new Wireless Song cranked to the max.... There is truly never a dull moment here in the valley!

Did the blurb on this down-loadable cacophony read that "after rain, these creatures can be heard carolling out their song of Joy"? *falls over laughing.... Back to the drawing board plonker...

I'm still trying to figure out how the removal of this tiny gold-coloured lock, from the gate mechanism next door, has for the moment stopped the nonsense with our lighting system and TV....

Interesting it was to find yesterday afternoon, that Nellie from Overport Telkom had done little more than climb her ladder up the bedroom telephone pole in the valley, and get down again.... She had muttered something about her tester battery being flat...*laughing...

The sagging cable that had appeared to have been tightened, had by late afternoon fallen down, and was hanging even lower than before...*grins..

May I guess here? That she climbed the ladder, but that when she clipped her tester to the line, nothing happened? That she pulled the sagging cable as taut as she could and merely looped it over something on the pole? By the end of the job she said she had mislaid her little 'job book' and we both searched for it to no avail....*laughing..

I guess that at some point she called, or was called by her Supervisor and Overport told her the line was fixed period. A hau/haikona moment for her, but when she insisted we check (I'd already unplugged the shockingly badly behaved set), voila! There was the line reinstated sans interference!

So what we have now, is a perfectly clear line, despite that the cable to the house now sags even lower than ever before... More conclusive proof that the shocking interference over the last few days was totally 'managed' by our Controller....

Whether Nellie was supposed to mention that the rehung Wireless box, despite no longer having a back panel, is once again active, (it's inner workings having carefully been wrapped in protective plastic), is anyone's guess... I shall take it gratefully as a bonus...*shrieks...

Setting aside my Master's vow to make my internet experience a disaster for the rest of my days, do you seriously consider his control over the electrical circuit a natural part of vengeance and repayment for my unwittingly landing him in the dwang with mweb? Seriously? It didn't occur to you that this is totally illegal, criminal in fact, as you were way too busy being awed and impressed by his Cracker skills?

You will pardon me for thinking you look more like me every day... come join me here on the Cretins Bench why don't you? *falls over..

Did he gaily say that this was a part of his newly bestowed Powers and that he may pretty much now do as he pleases, being answerable Only to der Kommissar? And do as he please he most certainly does! *vomits..

Later

Apart from the Master's version of the Sounds of the Night, it has been a fairly unremarkable pre-dawn start to the day...

Someone in trivia, rather brighter than the rest, has finally noticed that courtesy begets courtesy...*beams..

That I no longer find it necessary to inflict my irritating tardishness on the players for hours on end.... That it is the bad behaviour of my screen, the derisive barbs, and the sometimes ludicrously pointed trivia questions that cause me to stubbornly dig in my old, wrinkled heels and decline to move on....*laughing..

To those that so blatantly sit on their hands and gasp theatrically at my rare answers? If you really loved the game you would find this distasteful in the extreme....*shrugs... A wireless user as slow and witless as myself is happy to sit and watch the screen fly by at the correct speed, simply because I LOVE trivia...*cackles..

Eh - but you knew this of course... Tis after all, your vociferous support and encouragement given unstintingly, to a pair of less than honest compadres, merely because they are IT savvy,(understatement alert), that has opened this Pandora's box.... Ensuring that for as long as I am able, I will enter the hallowed grounds of trivia, efnet, and remind you that even morons can sometimes make a stand....*grins..

If my continued presence causes any Good law enforcement officers to sit up and dig deeply into the Heroic Pair's Real lives and Connections, all to the good...

Do not cut off your noses on my account... It demeans you....*shrugs...

Later

A neat little blue and white cessna type plane flew quietly overhead and circled back towards the Freeway at 10.20am. The colours of Airwing.

I see our Councillor is still in residence up at No. 84 Harris Crescent, despite that the property was advertised as being up for Public Auction very recently.

You remember I said how weird it was to be having all this work done IN the roof by this large team of wekkers, only to lose the property under the hammer? I guess Repeaters were going in the roof for a magic connective experience? *laughing..

I nipped up at 8.00am to unchain the top gate, in time to see a flurry of activity next door at Chicken Castle... This shiny silver 4 x 4 pulled off smartly down to the stop street, and then Kitt iii reversed out and followed..... Mr. Grumpy himself then drove out in the pretty Beemer, and actually waited for the gates to close properly before heading off UP to.......? The Station? *applauds...

I'd sent Missus C a text reminder earlier that I still had their spare NEW gate remote but got no response.... *sighs..

His little daughters have been home and left again on some holiday outing.

Another SAPS chopper over at 11.50am but not ours... Twas the Michaelmas school holidays that prompted Missus C to insist Lord Foul get his priorities right and sort out the gates for the moment?

When did two thirds of the fever tree topple over down into the valley? Not a sound I could've missed had I been home....hmmm...

The gale force winds you say? *chokes.. These are young trees with no reason to fall... Further Assisted Destruction fosho, when you consider it's position between St. Theresa's, Michan Road and across down to Khaled's at No. 2 and the Maestro himself...

I must check with Frank the Nursery whether fever trees are prone to collapse at such a tender age...*winks..

Everything I have so far guessed at, is coming to pass... The lines are humming with secrets, and careers are being made or destroyed from the information obtained so clandestinely.... Let's PARTAAY folks!!!

Peace julle...

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Friday 26th September 2008 at 2.10pm.