Sunday, October 18, 2009

THE HIGH & THE MIGHTY....

(begun Sunday 18th October at 4.30am....)

I'd not planned on saying a word, but the sounds of a loud-hailer being tested over on Jan Smuts Highway prompts me to have a little go....*grins... The road is being closed off today for the ridiculously titled Amashova cycle race....
Have the authorities factored in the inevitable canine corpses that will litter the route? *curious... Will Metro be told to simply shoot and remove any terrified and traumatised animals they come across?
Imagine if you will, a phalanx of cyclists coming round the S-bends by the University turnoff, just as a large dog, still dazed and terrified by the Diwali 'celebrations' last night, dashes across in front of them? Messy..... *shrugs..

Did my Master finally pack it in last night feeling a sense of smug achievement, or was it a hollow victory? *peers at el Monstro through what's left of its eyelashes.... Despite the rain, no effort was spared among the Chosen, to remind us who runs the Greatest Show on Earth down this end.... *cackles...
Once again though, I was able to adopt the 'if you can't fix it, why worry' attitude, and have to confess that apart from a fleeting and rather shameful feeling of superiority, I felt nothing, as the explosions were set off around us...*beams proudly...
The same will apply in a few weeks time at Guy Fawkes, and I will sit and once again marvel as the supposedly intelligent transform themselves into knuckle-dragging retards...*applauds... Weird how such blatant savagery can boost my flagging ego, but there it is....*grins...

On to more mundane matters... Our restored landline holds fast for the moment, and even the interference on the line has improved since the GW received the official sms from Telkom.. You and I know that the line can be blocked again on a whim by those on the Hill, but while it works as it should I will regard it as a minor miracle... *bows deeply...

Our CPF Secretary hasn't been as fortunate. She too went trundling over to Telkom Overport last week in a desperate effort to have her line restored.. She too was told there was still a cable fault on her line. *gags... Answer me this then, if you can - When you dial the Secretary's number and hear her son's recorded voice saying they're not available, how can there be a cable fault? Cleverly, the phone remains silent her end, and dead when she attempts to make a call..
If my Network Admin. attempts to insist that hers is a genuine fault, you may treat him with the contempt he truly deserves....

I will remind you again that the ability to re-route residents calls through Dodge City has been created by Telkom Overport as they continue to collude cosily with the habitual Sexual Offender... A partnership in existence even before the heinous SBV Heist that provided so much loot for local undeserving criminals, and paid for a startling number of properties to be bought throughout the Zone...

Much as the hidden cameras are denied, will the control and manipulation of both landlines and now cellphones be refuted...*yawns... By now Jannie knows this is the truth, if he hasn't known from the getgo... The Oldboyz Network have allowed the Wicked to run rampant through the Zone as long as the Info Theft Project continues it's installation...
The bizarre pecadillos and behaviour of the goondaboys has done little other than to amuse them mildly... *spews... As long as it doesn't slow the Project down, it's open season on the Witless? *looks at the Strategist...

Have you personally ever met or communicated with Earl Michael Barnabas? One who considered himself way above the Law, long before the Laws themselves came to mean squat? One who, though he has no legitimate sons of his own, will happily enslave YOUR sons with his products, and shrug contemptuously at their misery....
Shall I suggest our Secretary approach the Druglord personally to petition for her landlines return? After all, they attend the same church do they not? Or has the Peerage tossed aside all pretense at last, and no longer even bothers to visit St. Anne's? *fascinated...

LATER at 6.20am...

Once again I find that the Sunday Tribune has been tossed over our gate instead of the subscribed to, Sunday Times... No trainsmash, as I've got to go to the shops to buy V's tea cake anyways...*yawns...

LATER at 8.00am..

I should slap myself sideways for not taking my camera along to the shops... The newly erected building adjoining the Soofie Baaijaan Mosque in West Riding Row was still running all it's lights an hour ago, as wekkers bustled about putting on the final touches... And WHAT lighting it was!!! *faints....
Needless to say, there was nothing in the Sunday papers of the three separate charges faced by the Serial Molester.... *waves to Kanagie happily...

Attempted murder in the Labour Court, Racism in the Equality Court and Sexual Harrassment in the High Court. A serious attempt is being made by the Damage Controllers to play down Tweedledumb's sins by outing what they consider far more serious crimes by other so-called Law Officers around the country... Nice try dudes! *snorts...

I've no real expectations though if anything, I lean towards seeing der Kommissar walk away from the charges a free man... Heavily backed by the Whisperers and as such the Muslim community, bribes, promises and doubtless several blatant threats will be made backstage, ensuring that this parody of a Law Enforcement Officer remains in position....*coughs....

I'd had a brief word with my Good Neighbour up on the road earlier... Though I'd not bothered to go outside to investigate the source of the steady stream of explosions nearby last night, he tells me the majority were coming from Colin Balliram's property and for some reason, were exploding over my GN's house a great deal of the time... *blinks...

My law-breaking, insurance-scamming Controller was certainly not the only one guilty of such utterly lame behaviour...*looks up the Crescent... Solidarity is the buzz-word among the Chosen is it not? Even as my Master has been repeatedly revealed as the true low-life he is, must he be supported in his endeavours....*grins... I doubt little Missus C feels remotely embarrassed by her SO's neanderthal behaviour, and is trotting out the trite 'I'm not his keeper' on a regular basis these days...*snorts..

I guess whatever image the Courageous Couple have carefully created for mon Petite Merde over the years, has taken a knock to say the least... Inevitably, with nothing left to lose, he will sink to openly indulging his wildest and most bullying of fantasies, including traumatising his own and his neighbour's animals... *shrugs...
My words here are guaranteed to fill the sicko with glee and no shame at all, confirming again that so many of you were willingly led down the proverbial garden path from day ONE... *dances...

Will Freddie the Accountant's (at No. 12) youngsters be allowed to cavort in their pool after dark in the coming summer months? Will Fred activate the blinding light that's affixed to the pool fencing, as they play? *looks at the kind wife...
Is there a price being paid already for your husband's willing assistance to what was most likely an old school chum's initial request?
I see the Moth's Youngest Board of Trustees Member keeps his son home from school?
I would rather believe that this highly intelligent child is having to stay home due to an elongated bout of chicken-pox, than further behavioural problems? With the elder boy already diagnosed with ADD is it just chance that the younger lad needs counselling? Or could it be their regular exposure to the technological marvels of the Project, the emissions of which are controlled by a dope-smoking, unqualified and unstable goondaboy? *fascinated..
Keen as I am to volunteer as an OFFICIAL labrat to those who may care to study the effects the Info Theft Project is having on the man-in-the-street, I would have to step aside for both Newton's sons and Freddie's youngsters as being the more interesting choices...

The AirWing chopper thundered low overhead five minutes ago, and my Controller's house alarm went off only minutes later...*grins...
To the Good out there, I would ask that you have our CPF Secretary's landline restored by fair means or foul...
I'm well aware that Tweedledumb and his Lackey answer only to Barnabas, but I guess their public image is taking some serious dents and as such, so is the Blessed Project....

Come on Mo, leave off the re-write of the current Spooks Manual, and create a small miracle here for another of your homies...? Step down momentarily from your gilded seat of power and call your dogs off her phoneline... What excuse if any has been given for this particular pettiness? You neither know nor care? *nudges the Strategist... Tell him Jannie... *waits..

Peace julle...

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Sunday 18th October 2009 at 11.10am