THE MOMENT OF TRUTH....
(begun Sunday 2nd August at 3.35pm...)
Let's have a cheer for the terminally brain-dead among us....? *goes purple.... The only way I've ever had any answers to my endless questions is by prodding the Monkey with a sharp stick...*winks... Has the leopard changed it's spots? So far, not at all! *laughing...
It was either as I typed my previous blog this morning, or just after, that the TV screen was taken down for the first time... My Controller chafes with rage at my continued insolence and I must remind him that I fared no better, back when I was wont to pour on the honey...*cackles...
My grovelling, desperate days are done for good... As the scales so slowly fell from my eyes to reveal my poor Network Admin. for the cowardly bully he is, did my own courage return... *shrugs.. Foolish as it is to imagine anyone would care or even dare for that matter, to take a stand in my defence, I continue to delude myself happily and find it comforting...*grins...
el Pollo de Grande has seen fit to make hay despite the sodden day...*whistles....
The TV screen has been switched off at least 5 times so far and counting... Would he whine piteously that it's a fault due to the weather, or would he boldly say 'eff off, I can do what I want!'? The latter would be a clear winner...*laughing..
His grubby fingers were doubtless crossed this morning when he deliberately let the Twins out into the street, knowing they'd make a beeline for ours... Was he crushed to hear the GW's laughter at their antics instead of the longed-for irritation at their arrival? FAIL again o Chickenman! *falls over choking... How awed and proud the Pooper-Scooper must be by these peurile ongoing attempts to stir the pot....*pukes...
Much as I gather her hatred burns as bright as Bali's do I pity her...*shrugs... I guess if she indeed wastes her energy on hatred, it's because I've so easily persuaded her Dark Lord to emerge from the shadows and reveal his true character to the world....*cackles...
An oops moment of gigantic proportions when you consider the web of deceit they've spun...*sighs...
When I looked briefly into her huge dark eyes yesterday as they pulled up at our gate, my only thought was 'shame'...*shrugs... Has she had any similar moments?
Did my Controller tell you that the GW has seen fit to load Ubuntu onto our PC? *shrieks... His reason being that it has far better security than WinXP *falls over... A good man but one who fails totally to understand the term COMPROMISED! *grins... As yet, he says he's not figured out how to connect to the Internet with the new program...*waits with trepidation....
It's rained and rained all day, and the animals have all been fairly happy curled up on my bed asleep, unlike the hundreds that will have no shelter from the relentless deluge...*sighs..
Reading the Sunday Times this morning, I must concede that the Information Theft Project is yielding some truly startling results! It's a shame they are as chaff in the wind, with the Justice System already over-stretched and as a result, toothless... Possibly a wall and a firing squad would be more efficacious? Then you wouldn't even have to search for the XXOS orange boiler-suits to fit the greedy Fatcats....*cackles...
Monday 3rd August at 4.15am...
It's like riding a bicycle... The moment our connection was dropped for the first time, I knew I was back in the dwang....*shrieks... That was, as I recall, while chatting to my kid in gchat... I logged on again later and mulishly went over to play trivia... His Sullenness had other ideas and I do believe there was a notice posted in the channel to say it had been taken down at some point. The usual bullying heavy-handedness of my pseudo-IRC cop...*vomits...
I guess after that our iBurst connection was dropped a further three or four times as I played, before I gave up and left....I'd been online earlier in the afternoon and spent considerable time in the trivia channel without any problems whatsoever... Interesting?
My conclusion to this sudden complete and utter about-face? I swear that there was some sort of benchmark created which has allowed me to remain unmolested to a point...Apparently yesterday's blog must have reached and passed that point, and I was given a collective thumbs-down *laughing... Despite that I carefully avoided trespassing in my Controller's OWNED channel of efnet, and had found an obscure channel to play on, it wasn't enough, and the bully lost it as I'd predicted he would...*chokes...
The GW had come in much earlier and loaded my cell... I'd then sent two texts to the Sweeper asking if it was OK to return the Twins, as the rain had finally lessened... No reply...*shrugs.. mon Capitano was still hoping for the GW to hit the roof at having the weapons overnight? Again a FAIL...*beams...
Cola was more than ready to be re-united with the Nobster, but the possibility of the little gate being deliberately shut so the Twin couldn't reach the shelter of his kennel, meant I had to wait for a reply from Missus C, which wasn't forthcoming... Nothing really cunning or complicated there, just the unfortunate 'little woman' pandering to her controlling lout of a husband...*winks...
AFAIK there have been no areas declared off-limits when it came to the Toady Show, and pretty much anything goes when it comes to dissing this old Idiot? If you still persist in believing this debacle no more than a vendetta during which the worm astonishingly turned, I'm astounded by your ignorance...*startled...
Can you sit there and claim you still believe this Charming Pair are as pure as the driven snow? That as in the case of Selebi and his embarrassing outing and subsequent removal as Head of Interpol, my own dear Master should not be stripped of any official status he bears on the Internet?
Instead of which, as I continue to give you to the best of my ability, the Truth of what's happening here in the Zone, I'm once again treated to dropped connections and the TV is attacked... *sighs... Any little headway I may foolishly have felt I'd made, reveals itself now to be utterly delusional...*cackles... The Strategist was never remotely interested in our plight and has surely done no more than snort with derision in passing...
That Colin Balliram is still allowed to corrupt a service bought and paid for, to the extent of dropping our Connection when it suits him, couldn't illustrate better the goal of the Muni Wireless/Broadband Network system....*applauds... Control is what it's all about is it not? Control of your phones and every electrical asset you own and ultimately, your lives....*beams..
Why would you think him any different to all the other controllers installed throughout the country? He is after all, setting the standard for their behaviour is he not? A criminal that consorts with criminals? A Crook tasked to tutor YOUR sons and daughters in the art of accessing your neighbours private affairs?
LATER at 6.30am...
It counts for little that my Master can no longer restrain himself.. It was an uneasy truce to begin with...*shrugs... Proving yet again, that while he gets such perverted enjoyment from dishing it out, he in turn can't take it! *cackling...
Those few who see the truth of my words, will wisely remain silent.. As with the likes of the message sent by the now deceased Sham family, and the hospitalised Security Guard over at Sydenham Heights, I am the message that constantly reminds you to sit obediently as you are enslaved! The Project Authors have allowed my blog to continue for no other reason than to illustrate what could happen to you should you not toe the line...
Who was it that gave the go-ahead for el Pollo de Grande to pull the plug on my tenuous freedom yesterday? Who was it that decided I'd crossed some sort of line set by whom? *vomits copiously... In the world that you frequent, criminals continue to be regarded more highly than Fools and that's obvious....
I've done way better than just level the Playing Field, and have revealed far more than just the Nature of the Beast...*grins.. I've always maintained that I would be shut down were I to start making sense... Has the moment of truth finally arrived? *curious... Or is it merely mon Petite Merde demonstrating again that he is above following the core rule of the Project and that he wouldn't understand the concept of STEALTH if it up and bit him? *falls over laughing..
Though it will be simple to shut me down and thereby silence my irritating diatribes, you will I fear, find it much harder to get your Controllers to stick to the manual.... Though the OldBoys Network will have been forced to persuade and use several of the Good Chosen as Controllers, I believe that there are many more who will be cut from the same rank-smelling cloth as my Controller... Who will use their power (!) to attack and torture the innocent in ways that will never reach your ears... Tough titty right?
There's no soft cuddly bunny hidden beneath my increasingly repellant exterior... Did I EVER suggest there was? Despite this, you know I sit in the Camp of the Good, and rightly so... If even the Monitors that watch the Controllers can't tell Good from Bad, we have a problem right there...*sighs..
Catch-22 par excellence! Hell, I tried ..... *retreats under it's rock, bloodied but still unbowed...
Peace....
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Monday 3rd August 2009 at 12.57pm.