BITCHFEST.......

(begun Wednesday 11th March at 7.35pm......)

I removed Java and gave myself a Noddy Badge for effort when the GameWrecker arrived home and whipped it away saying acidly that I'd over-reacted yet again.....*cackles.... What's new?

The Poison Prince and his Chief are going all out to shut us down..... The dips to our lighting are occasional but still visible and the abuse on our landline increased dramatically today...*laughing... Did I not tell you repeatedly that if I got too near the knuckle I'd be sat on hard?

Bali has grown bored and has turned his attentions from the TV to the PC bigtime. Last Wednesday I was treated to a Java update that threw everything off whack. Finally the GameWrecker tried a System Restore yesterday which should theoretically have fixed the problem... Not a chance! *lawls..... The Controller caused it to crash well before the restore was complete... The writing is on the wall fosho.... So tonight I figured I'd take off Java and reload it... ALL four updates AND the original... No, don't laugh....*sighs...

Thursday 12th March at 3.40am...

The less said about my solo efforts at fixing the PC the better. Suffice to say I'm game if nothing else....*groans...
I've told you of the three huge SE's now installed on the Water Works wall up at Reservoir Hills? They must speak nicely to UDW and then bounce over to St. Phil's surely? One had been left active when I went out the other day, and you have to know it's intensity for it to be so clearly visible right the way over to 45th Cutting in broad daylight....*grins...

Even more stunning are the new SE's I saw when out on Patrol on Tuesday night. To the east of Reservoir Hills and much bigger and brighter, there are now three brilliant white lights in a row. Where are they? Phoenix maybe? *makes a note to show the GameWrecker sometime...

Have you realised that the powercuts and ensuing lies put out by Eskom and the Munis were in fact all tied to the Information Theft project? That great blocks of circuits had/have to be switched off while YOUR suburb is linked to the Muni Network? Ekt mos vir julle gese...*shrugs.... May I give you the poem I wrote so long ago in case you've forgotten? *beams...

THE BALLAD OF CACKLIN TARD....

If Colin and Allen were to switch on the Mains
which one would be Pinky and which one the Brainz?

This toad guessed at something
she's not too sure what
Something so big that it's got to be hot...
Reprisal was swift though the punishment dragged
Forever and always the toad is now slagged...

So if you speak loudly of Telkom and Light,
of the Power thats needed to make lamps burn bright,
of crooked officials and say 'it's not right',
look out for the bakkie that dresses your poles
with extras to fry you and tape all your calls.
Watch out for the Super with eyes red as blood,
what he says with a smile is pretty much crud.
Beware of the Crackers and trivia 'friends',
the self-proclaimed christians who church it, weekends..

With noses foot-long and eyes that are shifty,
they leapt up the lightpoles by moonlight and swiftly
embellished those poles with tech stuff so nifty
that a fart from the toad or a cough from her spouse
sounded clear as a bell in her Dronemasters house...

This toad guessed at something
she's not too sure what ..
But somebody somewhere was sweating a lot..
Enough to take notice and start the ball rolling
to silence the toad and all of her lolling..

For the toad is old and she is thick
and shallow as a puddle
Tis ever such fun, her hackers thought
to see her in a muddle.
She caused some problems for a friend
and must be made to pay
Come dawn or dark we'll harrass her
to get her out the way...

And the Good sat quietly, saying not a word -
'Dont get involved' was all that they heard.
You have stuff to protect and things you hold dear,
it's just an old toad who deserves it you hear.

Hackings illegal, for that you do time,
Ja rite, said the toad as she fell about laughing
The hypocrisy here will soon set me to barfing...

So if Colin and Allen were to switch on the Mains
which one would be Pinky and which one the Brainz?
For one's a spook and the other a nerd
Revenge is their forte, vendettas preferred...
Qualifications not needed but that's okay
with an electrics diploma from the N.I.A....

Did it startle anyone at all with it's accuracy way back then? *roffels...
Since then I've tried to show the quality of characters involved in this huge Information Theft Project and tis to your cost if you're not fairly anxious by now....*laughing...

I doubt you will have realised quite how simple it is for the PTB to silence you should they wish to... My own dear Controller has had the ability to shut down our PC at the drop of a hat, but found it always looked better if he could lay the cause at this idiot's door...*smiles...

Does young Missus Ramnarain live now in daily terror? Who was appointed Trustee of her father's Estate? As the only surviving child of the slaughtered Advocate Sham was she easily persuaded to hand over the finances to someone else? If so to whom?
Sham's brother or an outsider? Had the Advocate squandered the SBV loot entrusted to him for safe-keeping or did he merely decline to hand over what was owed to the inmates most recently released from jail?

If nothing else, Koobair has learned the art of destroying any paper trail that may lead directly to his involvement. When you consider that the Captain of Courage now has official access to banking institutions as their IT Security advisor, it can't be difficult to hide the millions that are out there....*grins...

der Kommissar is fast becoming as familiar a sight in the Press as Logie Naidoo or Mistuh Rajbansi...*beams... Yesterday's photo op in our local Gazette had him dwarfed by his good buddy, young Michael Naiker... While many are doubtless trembling in anticipation of a backlash due to the recession, Mistuh Naiker appears to have no such worries.... His custom built Knight Rider clone could quite possibly give der Kommissar's own techno-marvel of a Beemer a run for it's money...*awed...
In a flatout race between these two, who would win? My money would be on der Kommissar fosho...*winks... Age before beauty?

Did I ever tell you that the poor obsessed Pervert has himself a buzzer that's activated the minute I sit up in bed in the mornings? *roffels... He would insist that it's just a cricket that's set up shop down by our wall..... A cricket that has remained in the exact same place for how many months now Bali? A cricket that stays strangely silent should I slide out of bed and leopard crawl through to the passage? Now there's a picture for you! *collapses laughing....

I admit I'm bereft without access to trivia, but after all this time I'm familiar with the old 'for every action' adage....*nods... It was only ever a matter of time till I was shut up one way or the other....
If my Lord Foul had still found me amusing, it's guaranteed the Java upgrade wouldn't have caused all the crap that I've now personally managed to exacerbate...*sighs... As it is, he will now have to regale his Fanbois with tales of the private lives of other unwitting elderly residents... Missus Purdon up next to the GateHouse will be a poor substitute, but who knows what rocks mon Capitano's sick boat these days.....*cackles....

Peace julle...

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published Thursday 12th March at 7.16pm.

TABLETURNING........

(begun Tuesday 10th March at 4.15am.....)

Last night the GameWrecker struggled manfully to fix the Java error he thinks is causing the freezes, no doubt to the great amusement of my Controller...*winks...
It's highly unlikely that we can sort it out and, as I blogged yonks ago, we now have no tech to bail us out...*shrugs..

We have up to this point, relied on our Network Administrator's goodwill.... Oxymoron alert!!!! *shrieks with laughters.... Over 600 errors in our registry alone? Doomed I tell you..*blinks..

Young Sean the Kind spent way too much time in the company of the ferret Delon and finally he bought what was being sold.... The same persuasive snakeoil that has convinced you all that I'm deserving of your contempt and derision...*grins....
I still see the irony and humour in the situation despite that I've hit a dead-end.
That an ancient simpleton persists in trying to alert the hordes of so-called intellectuals to their own peril is, you have to admit, hilarious....

Many of you will by now be included among the Chosen and feel totally safe from the privacy invasion... Way too clever to be monitored and controlled in any way....*falls on over....

Your deeply entrenched contempt at the stupidity of so many internet users will be your undoing.... I recall meeting omi-0ne-kenobi way back on mweb's Studio 54 trivia channel when Naspers (!) was still our ISP....

To this day I believe she was part of the game played by my Master and his followers... Do I mind? Not a jot. She and her SO hung in there against all odds and got me onto mirc to play trivia AND she taught me to text..... I believe that the records of these 'lessons' will go down in history as some of the all-time most comedic moments on the web.

When I think of her and how despite the uphill battle, she stuck to it, when lesser people would have packed it in in exasperation, I hold her in awe.....*beams...
Where is this woman whose skills put you all to shame? Today she sits sans work in PE, while she should in fact be fending off job offers country-wide.... You think that any half-educated fool can teach? Rubbish! It's a god-given gift bestowed to very few and should be treated with the reverence it deserves..... She has the qualities so many of you in your genius lack totally... Patience, humour and the ability to teach cretins.... You need someone down PE way to educate simpletons like me in the basic art of internet use? You are fools if you don't track her down and offer her the world to work for you...*shrugs... She would be worth her weight in gold at teaching Station Commanders the basics of computer use..*winks...

LATER

My Master continues to abuse the power he controls.. At some point yesterday evening I trundled down the passage to have a word with the GameWrecker and Bali cranked the system up till I thought my head would explode. Swallow hard? Yawn? None of these methods will take away the extreme pressure until the Master decided our conversation was boring and reduced his listening pleasure....

The Head of the Cardiology Unit at Albert Luthuli, Professor DP Naidoo, deserves a medal of honour for his courage... Naturally he now fears for his and his family's safety.... *sighs... Go start a blog Dr. Naidoo.... Have a trusted family member update it daily and report all the banal or unusual things that take place to you and yours from now on.... Tell us if your geyser blows up or your TV goes on the blink. Tell us if your house lights begin to dip frequently. Tell us if your landline becomes noisier than usual or whether Telkom say your cable needs replacing... Tis the little things you should now share with the world that would make yours a blog of note.... *beams...

Will Trevor and Maria retire to some remote greek island in the not too distant future? Knowing what he does and who is behind this wondrous Information Theft Project? Or is he happy to spend the rest of his days wondering whether his own home monitoring system has been activated? He can certainly afford top technology sleuths to run regular checks on his homes but whose to say Schabir hasn't paid them double their fee in advance? *winks....
Ah.... the tangled web that's been woven here...

LATER 10.45pm...

We went on a CPF Patrol and I forgot and had a coffee to round off the evening... No matter, as it's an excuse to come chat with you here....*bolt-eyed...
We found an unmarked bakkie and trailer outside No. 18 at 9.00pm manned by 4 droogs.... They'd dug a nice deep trench outside Sabeera's gate and were laying fat water pipes. I asked the wekker if our water was to be cut off and he said no, only No. 18... More diverted water piping then? And the hour they choose to do it screams stealth....*cackles...

When we'd pulled into Dodge City to collect the OB number, he'd been standing waiting by the cars parked outside on the verge....for what? We were still in the Charge Office a while later when he came in.... for what? *curious...
I struggle mightily against feeling sympathy for both him and the Whisperer... How totally bizarre is that?! He would throw me to the wolves with great satisfaction, so why is it that I begin to pity him now?
Despite his delusions of grandeur and his terrifying new powers, he is just another cog in this giant game of corruption... He has shown himself to be weak and prey to his own perverted lust...*shrugs.... I'm drawn as always to the underdog, and must remind myself sternly that tis he and his Lackey that Rule the Roost and that I am as vulnerable as ever...

Pretty much the same feeling comes unbidden when I read today's Daily News and find rather loud threats to have the Whisperer reincarcerated.... Give it a break guys.... He's been dispensing his brand of advice to Government officials from his private ward at the hospital anyways.... What difference does it make whether he sits at 343 Innes road or the Albert Luthuli? You all thought the Muni Network information theft Project was a grand idea and now I suggest you live with the fact that it emanated from this extremely dodgy source and STFU.....*laughing....
No good crying over spilled milk is it?

The attempted system restore crashed the PC as you probably know, but I plod on regardless....*goes off to read for a bit...

Wednesday 11th March at 4.05am...

It's unbelievably bright outside as the huge, full moon begins to sink behind Newtons house... The Master had the Wireless Song running at full blast last night even before my lift arrived and it's going still...*grins...

No way can it be claimed there were rich pickings down this end of the Crescent, as the excuse for rigging our power lines up first.... Was it just the topography that made it the obvious choice or a desire to give the Abuser and his Lackey what they most wanted? *spits... Control over our power supply and the ability to audio-monitor OUR home? *gags. A bit of each then?

How's Mike Oliver doing these days? Retired to Mustique or still fielding questions from nosey-parkers with downright whoppers? *grins...
We've been encouraged to gossip and I'm happy to oblige, albeit regarding you and your Puppet's unethical behaviour....
The takkie decorating the power line directly behind the station at Rattray Place was tossed there for a joke or you have a dealer so close to home? *curious... Is there really a brisk trade in confiscated guns and drugs out of Dodge City? Just like the old days when Koobair the Squat ruled the Zone with Barnabas? *interested..

One-eyed Jack may stare and glare at me, but while my PC is still abused and I still encounter visible dips to our lighting system, I see no reason to consider him anything other than Utterly Crooked...*shrugs....

LATER 10.30am.

mon Capitano is in a particularly vicious mood today. I had CPF related calls to make on my landline. The first of which took him by surprise and was problem free.... The next however, was badly and deliberately degraded... The person I call hears me fine but a persistent tapping (!) breaks up their replies totally.. Every call I've made after that has had the same manipulated disturbance... OTOH I've just taken a call from my Chair that was perfect... go figure..*blinks....

Tweedledumb and his Dumbchum have gone out of their way to make it my business and to ensure that I never tire of speculating on their corruption. If they now find they've bitten off rather more than they can chew, sue me... *screams.....
Peace julle...

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Thursday 12th March 2009 at 4.31pm.