STALKERS UNITED...

(begun Sunday 27th December at 2.25am...)

It's just started raining properly... I swear if I stood still at the kitchen window long enough I could watch the chard growing....
The GW got an sms from Missus C (I guess about midday yesterday), to say 'we're going away for 2 days. Please don't set off the alarm.' I asked him how she'd gotten his number and he said he'd called her way back when the red rodeo was 'nicked'.... That was some time ago was it not? *curious...
It's fairly sad that Nothing involving the Courageous Couple can be taken at face value, but there it is...*sighs...

I s'pose she had her reasons for saving and finally using his number yesterday, but it's weird all the same... *grins.. Maybe she just thought to amuse herself by piquing my interest? *waves cheerfully...
The GW was out at the shops later in the day and I was in the kitchen, when their house alarm went off at 5.26pm and I heard one of the Twins protest briefly....
Normally I would've gone straight out and checked over the wall that all was clear, but alas, I couldn't be bothered, and instead sent the Sweeper an sms to say the alarm was sounding....*belches..

It stopped eventually and I hung about for ages waiting for ADT to arrive but they never did... Did the Captain of Immense Heroism phone their call desk hastily and say it was a false alarm? How would he know that, if he was 'away'? *roffels...
It's the holidays and newspapers are thin on the ground, so there's been little enough to ignite my irritation.... *waits...

LATER at 9.10am

Ten minutes ago I carefully steered clear of the 'armed' section of the wall and gave Nobby and Cola a bit of liver rice... There was no sign of Pepsi, so I went round to the front and called across to their front deck... She appeared right behind me, miraculously! Hau! Not a grass burr, no mud, and dry she was... *startled.. What sleight of hand is this?
I sent Missus C an sms right away to say the dog was here and that they've left a big SE burning by their back door.. An oversight surely, as it's clearly visible to any passerby in the street and may be construed as an invitation? *winks...

Irritating as you may find my pro-activism, I'm more than happy to work alongside our Station Commander and the cameras he now admits are active down this end of the Crescent, at least...
"We watch Jane as she reverses out of her driveway" certainly implies that it's being done on a regular basis and is an ongoing sport, and one which will now hopefully benefit all the other properties visible in the viewfinders and not just this wretched toad... *chokes...
Cyril the Good up at No. 16 will doubtless be delighted to know that any future intruders to his property in the wee hours will be seen and chased by a hastily despatched SAPS vehicle, as would Sabera at No. 18... *applauds...
To admit to activating these cameras only when our Controller hears me heading out, via the audio-monitoring system, implies favouritism, and must be nipped in the bud forthwith! *cackles..

Our Station Commander currently faces more than enough charges revealing his *coughs* unacceptable behaviour, to afford it being said that only certain members of the community deserve his 'special' attentions..*winks... Racism, Sexual Harrassment and attempted murder should prove to be a nice little money spinner for the astonishingly young Attorney Anand Nepaul, at least for the moment...
To have stalking added to the list of perversions enjoyed by der Kommissar, may well cause the kitty to dry up..
Over the years he and his Monkey, IT Cracker Colin Balliram, have acquired a devoted following of like-minded fanbois and girls...*grins...
Behaviour condoned by even the undeniably Good Cops... *looks at Johan and Martin....

I have to wonder if they still consider it was all worth it? If Tweedledumb and his Poison Prince regret trumpeting their participation in what, no matter how you look at it, has been an ongoing litany of blatantly criminal activities.... *fascinated....
Whilst I'm not sure of how many of their admirers were told of the years of continuing and deliberate destruction of our electrical assets, and even of incidents such as the two neatly decapitated toads found floating in the hadeda pool, it's a given that your appreciative laughter encouraged these two to go to further extremes...

Even as I write, I don't delude myself that you feel the slightest twinge of shame or guilt *grins... I was after all, only too happy to shoulder the blame myself, was I not?
Besides, there are those of you still more than willing to oblige these two Perverts (as I type this now some Wanker has this minute just begun setting off fireworks out in the valley as their contribution to today's arranged disruption.... Khaled? Freddie? Baron? *shrugs....) in their every crooked endeavour... *blinks.. Those of you who, should you find yourselves the target of criminals somewhere down the line, will squeal like stuck pigs and conveniently forget your participation in our ongoing harrassment...*shrugs....

To those of you who feel you owe fealty to the Zone DrugLord Earl Michael Barnabas, and are gob-smacked and awed by his connection to the Whisperers, may I suggest that your loyalty is misplaced? Sure, it was fine while it lasted, but Barnabas' employees Boat Nos. 3 and 4 have outstayed their welcome, and are fast becoming an object of hilarity and disgust as much as I ever was... *chokes...
Whilst you've chuckled and applauded the exploits of these bullying thugs over the years, you've completely failed to grasp that despite all your protestations of devotion, the Head Pig and his loyal pseudo-EE Cracker can and WILL visit your home without an invitation...*laughing..

By all means continue to activate the specific SE's requested by your Tutor Colin Balliram, and you're welcome to believe him when he says that there's no way he could invade YOUR privacy...*grinning...
On the other hand, I've given you all the clues you need to alert you to their uninvited presence and you'd do well to pay attention...
However miniscule and briefly your indoor lighting may dip, or your cables creak, I would suggest that it's not always just a nearby storm or your home contracting after a day of excrutiating heat that's the cause... *winks..

Come winter, you will be able to get a better idea of whether you are visited randomly by the Pervert and his Lackey....
It's as well the official crime stats for our area are down, though it's common knowledge that many incidents are never reported to Dodge City due to past experience... *gags.... (and yes, the fireworks continue and sound very much as though tis Freddie the Accountant that engages in this desperate side-show..... God, how proud Val must be! *winks...)
My insistence that der Kommissar now has the means to activate and monitor any area of the Zone he chooses, must surely raise a good few questions?

Say for instance someone in Everton Road is being hijacked at their gate and a family member calls the Station.. How long would it take the Cracker and his Chief to isolate the code for the nearest camera, tap it in, and watch the crime carried out?
Too slow? Too busy watching old ladies go about their daily business? Too busy arranging for their enemies homes to go up in smoke after surging their power supplies relentlessly?

Again, may I recommend that the Superintendent of Electricity for Durban, Allen Spence, be given the recognition he so richly deserves for the part he's played in this sorry mess... *snarls..
May he sleep soundly at night, clutching his bags of gold, laughing in his dreams at the fools he has ruined...*shrugs... Proud in the knowledge that St. Theresa's is such an efficient mini base-station and that any health problems that arise among the innocent occupants will never ever be traced and ascribed to the Muni's Wireless/Broadband Networking System... *bows down in awe...

I wait for a miracle here.. For rpm and Cara to take the intiative and contact the Political Science Grad and her SO and to attempt to mend fences... You fall about laughing at the mere suggestion? Though wisely silent, the Strategist should consider my suggestion carefully... It may well benefit the Blessed Project to make a few sacrifices before it's too late...*shrugs..
Involving the legal profession may well bring the Cyber Lawyer into disrepute before this game is over..

What pressure was bought to bear on Rhino to involve him in such ludicrous charges? Sies vir jou Janneman! *cackles... You may shrug off these mistakes as a relatively unimportant part of the vast experiment that will shortly engulf the country, but your decisions are causing a growing number of eyebrows to be raised.. Surely detrimental to the well-being of the Project? *totters off-stage...
Peace...

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Sunday 27th December 2009 at 12.14pm...