WE'RE ON THE ROAD TO NOWHERE....
(begun Wednesday 9th September at 5.20am...)
The cordless phones have taken a whipping... Despite being relatively new, all they could manage yesterday was to search endlessly and find no dial tone. Unplugging didn't revive them, though there doesn't appear to be anything wrong with the landline itself and the old Venus phone is working fine in the meantime.
Let our Network Admin. give a logical answer for this latest outrage if he can? It's common practise for him to deliberately degrade the line during calls I make that offend him, so why not render the phones completely useless? *interested... I can only imagine that he wishes me to continue endlessly reporting on the Muni's Wireless/Broadband Network System and the blatant lawlessness it embraces, as he feeds me constantly.
If you dare consider that I attempt to pin the blame on the Radish for things that would have occurred without his assistance, may I take this opportunity to spit in your eye? *teeth...
How often have callers later grumbled that they've tried to reach me and the phone just rings? A call I've been expecting, and yet our phones remain silent this end..*shrugs.. Often enough, I'm too far away to get to the phone in time.. It happens... That's not what I'm talking about here and the Strategist knows it..
Of all people, he is fully aware of the many games that may be played by handing control of both our landline and cellphones to the Serial Prevaricator. *sighs...
I spoke in my previous blog of hearing my little CPF loaded entry level Nokia hiss loudly on one memorable occasion in the past, as it took an almighty smack from His Fowlness... How could I possibly invent such a thing? At that stage it was behaving with unprecedented oddness and I've blogged ad nauseum of the continued blatant attempts to foul our CPF efforts...
Only over the last few weeks has this unfortunately now vulnerable device behaved almost perfectly, including an auto response arriving safely after I sent an sms to the Times. To attempt to brush all these problems aside with a lame generalisation would be a FAIL of epic proportions...*snorts..
Does my Controller now sit trembling on the fence, awaiting the outcome of his Mentor's day in the High Court? He's certainly not stopped his peurile behaviour, as evidenced by our cordless phones demise... OTOH, the TV behaves as it should, and I've been allowed to play trivia online pretty much unmolested... (though having said that, the bot will probably disappear again...)
An indication that my Controller is troubled, or just more of my vivid imagination at work? *looks at Jannie.... You persist in treating this bullying thug with kid gloves, despite all the poor advertising he gives the Project? You just don't get it, or you're happy for him to continue? *fascinated...
He can't help himself, and you appear to be unable to grasp this at all.. He was permitted - nay, encouraged - to run rampant through my life for years, and he doesn't know how, nor does he wish, to put the brakes on... It's truly a classic case of Frankenstein's Monster... *falls over shrieking..
Will Penny tell me on our return from Notties tomorrow that the contractors jumped our wall illegally while changing the streetlight pole? Will we lose more of our electrical assets? I take the precaution on Thursdays of unplugging the PC back to the wall, but what about the bigger items..? *interested..
Though there is no hope of being re-imbursed should we lose anything, I consider you all to be my Insurance, even if it is just to further prove the enormous corruption involved in this Information Theft Project...*shrugs...
LATER at 6.15am..
I guess the power was cut at about 5.30am this morning... I'd made my second cup of coffee after 5.00am and everything was running as usual, and then I noticed the power had gone off...I'd been sitting at the desk writing by the light of an emergency strip light. Oddly enough, it went nuts just as the power died, despite that it wasn't plugged in.... I'd love an easy-to-understand explanation for that little party trick!
LATER at 8.45am..
It's a grey damp day out, though the drizzle stopped hours ago... I took the garbage up just after 7.00am and went and looked down the hole dug round the streetlight pole... It was a dry as a bone.. I came down and fetched my camera and took a shot of THIS guy standing in the grassed space below Challenge. B.Snr. had come up to my gates yesterday afternoon and remarked on the same guy as he strolled aimlessly around down there, mid-afternoon...
If he is a GateKeeper of sorts, he's due to don a hat and a change of clothes quite soon...*grins...
I came down and showed the GW the big dry patches of earth below the petria and said the hole round the pole was also dry as not much rain had fallen overnight. I also said that it would be futile to suggest the powercut right up to No. 33 was due to rain. My Controller was happily paying attention as I spoke, and prudently restored the power at 8.05am, once he realised rain couldn't save the day! *roffels... You guys continue to slay me! Obtuse is way too mild a term for what ails you...*cackles..
LATER at 10.30am
At 9.00am the big green Parks Dept. truck arrived across under the gumtrees and dropped off a crew. Not long after that THIS yellow digger arrived and began gauging out lumps of earth HERE and HERE to the GW's puzzlement. The crew were sitting having their tea by 10.00am... There's no sign of them now, though judging from the noise they've moved down to the base of the little bluff by Khaled's... Deliberately running off vast quantities of water isn't illegal surely? Or is it? You say it's necessary... For what? To ultimately make it easier for the Corrupt to gain access to your home and your private lives? Ahh.. that's OK then...*relieved...
I'm betting that voda3g more than earns his keep as he works his magic Damage Control for every cock-up caused by the Project, countrywide... Blairgowrie? No problemo... A fault caused by the smart meters and that's it. Bollox! A fault caused by the CONTROLLER fumbling in the area! Where's the mast you eggheads?!
My Network Controller may even admit quietly that my assertions about Nurse's Honda are quite feasible. Though there is no way whoever activated the remote could know they would let the child continue sleeping in her car seat... Will she visit the Remote Operator in his dreams until he finally cracks, or is he one that sleeps without dreaming, as I imagine the Strategist does? *interested...
LATER at 4.25pm
Sometime after 8.00am the GW announced he'd reported the ongoing water leak up by No. 20 to the Faults line. I managed to wash and dry my hair without incident...*grins.. I was up the top at 11.00am to see THESE two guys in a white unmarked bakkie ND 644 247 using a winder device in the little square cut in the road below Sue's... I came down to find they'd been turning the water off!
Again the GW was baffled and squeaked that the leak was UP the road FFS! *cackles... The times they are a'changin' dude, never mind the direction of the water flow....
Since publishing my previous blog (during which time my harddrive light flashed ceaselessly *winks), I found the phone line had been rendered unusable. The GW had reset the cordless phones earlier and they had worked, but right now, though the phone has rung twice, the line was dropped swiftly before the call came through, and I can't get a stable dialtone either on the cordless or the old Venus set...*grins widely...
Is someone trying to reach me that the Witless Wonder would rather I didn't speak to? Or is it just his ongoing ill-temper getting the better of him? No water supply and no landline..hmm... You may wish to cut the power now as well my Lord Foul?
All I ask is that you pay close attention to my wrinkled lips as I roar "BITE ME YOU ARSEHOLE!" *keels over laughing....
Peace...
---oOo---
Wednesday 9th September 2009 at 8.05pm..
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
HELLFIRE.......
(begun Tuesday 8th September at 6.40am..)
I've said before that pretty much the only good thing about the Information Theft Project is the enormous amount of work it's generated for the otherwise jobless..*sighs.. Those long columns of people digging industriously along the roadside will be shafted by the Contractors fosho, but at least they are earning something...
I went up earlier at 6.30am, to put the blue bags out on the verge.. As luck so often has it these days, I was in time to see a white flat-bed truck stopped down below Sue the Book's wall as the Trustee's No. 1 wekker climbed in to the driver's seat alongside several passengers... He and his smiling wife occupy the same communal Moth cottage servants quarters that housed V until fairly recently. I've got THESE pictures taken some time ago of the chap, and I would trust him sooner than the Illuminati's protege (sp)...*grins..
I dithered for a bit and then watched as the truck went by up the hill with the driver studiously turning his face away... The logo on the cab read SABCool and was clearly meant to denote some sort of Aircon company, though the Telkom registration plate on the back had me grinning widely! Jissie guys! You are going to have to rectify that error... And no, don't shrug me off and say it's just an old GP plate. It was the closest thing to a Telkom bakkie reg. plate you can get and it's time to get rid of them and stop shuffling them about on your pseudo-contractors vehicles FFS! *laughing... Cheapskates!
You have to know that I'm seeing these plates slapped on unmarked vehicles on a regular basis, and putting them on purportedly registered company vehicles is a FAIL of hilarious proportions... My word, if I could be privy to the many contract companies that have been created and funded directly by Telkom since 2004, I would be a happy toad... Again, I can't bitch because it creates jobs for guys like those crammed into the cab, who would otherwise be sitting on a streetcorner desperately hoping to be chosen for a one-off job. *sighs...
Do you trot out old man Osborne should any of the Chosen become alarmed by possible risks? Does he reassure them by telling of a lifetime of working with electricity and how safe it is? *snorts.. Handyman to the Moths in more ways than one then?
Question No. 5002 in an endless litany of questions coming up....
Your folks have been persuaded that the Muni's Wireless/Broadband Network system is just the job. For their assistance, they'd been rewarded handsomely with various lucrative contracts.. They're only very basic internet users and haven't the time or skills to sit endlessly before the monitor, so you've been enlisted to take care of that angle....
You or your brother/sister attend the tutorials regularly, held by the likes of my own Network Admin do you not? Did your Tutor suggest ever so carefully that you NOT mention the lessons specifically on hacking into unwary neighbour's PC systems to your parents? Did he suggest they wouldn't understand, and that hacking was just a fun way of improving the signal?
I bet you were wildly excited at the prospect of watching idiots like myself struggle about the Interwebz... Are you taught how to leap in and alter a registration page, as was so shoddily done when I battled to register on Yahoo the other day? *grins...
The possibilities for fun are endless, says your Lecturer (who in our area alone is as Crooked as a bent nail). By buying into his spiel what have you got? A certain frisson of delight at doing something so illegal fosho... But basically you've harnessed your family's home so tightly to the Project it's a joke... Your own Tutor can now activate YOUR VOICE system and listen in to your folks private conversations any time he chooses to... Course that's not a problem because he's your mate, and he wouldn't do that right? You think?
So come on then... Tell your dad that you hack into my PC regularly, and watch while el Petite Merde corrupts my pages.... See whether he admires your behaviour or is horrified by it? *interested... And that applies to almost all of you too... Except of course for Aziz and his cousin down next to the ex-Treasurer's home.... The Councillor would in fact encourage these particular skills would he not? *cackles..
LATER at 9.20am...
Any of you wondered aloud how long it would be before I raised the question of Justin Nurse's dreadful loss? Is hacking in to a car's computerised system any different to the ability displayed by my own Network Admin. when he fried the digital reader on two Sony Walkman Players? Even before that the GW had lost a digital car radio overnight as it parked at the top by our garage as usual.... The day before it was working without a hitch, and the following morning scrambled to death.. I would ask you this....
Justin made his mark on the corporate world bigtime did he not? And in doing so earned himself enemies along the way. You're going to tell me there's no Controller set up near to his home? That the authorities haven't gotten anywhere near his suburb yet? *sceptical.... I'd love to ask him whether he'd been having problems with his power system prior to the tragedy. NOT his car, but to his home power supply. Dipping lights, dead phone lines, interference on the TV? If he had, then there is more than a possibility his car's system was tampered with as well...
I have to use the word surge for want of anything better. But that hiss that she heard could well have been the result of a concentrated spike of what? My own little CPF loaded basic entry level Nokia has done just that once, in the past, though fallen short of bursting into flames.. I don't believe the kid was supposed to be included in the fire, though we're certainly dealing with callous bastards otherwise...*vomits...
If there's any truth in this particularly outrageous guess, I wonder if whoever activated the fire remotely subsequently needed counselling themselves? Or whether their Masters in turn have persuaded them that it was an unforseen error? I firmly believe that with the current technology, what I've suggested IS possible, and the weird thing is that the GW's Polo has been having a similar problem with the windows of late.... You may at this point like to put that in your collective pipes and smoke it?
If anything inexplicable should occur to the GW's car, I guess you'd have some explaining to do el Monstro? The car just sits there gagging for your attention does it not? May I suggest you question Colin Balliram closely on his thoughts of the Honda burning, and whether he considers it's possible it was triggered remotely?
The sun was blood red as it rose behind the little church this morning and I sneezed wildly at the dust in the air when I went outside later.. The wind is already howling in the trees and the Maroon 4x4 is parked comfortably at the end of the bluff across the way, no doubt attending to the water runoff...*yawns...
Wednesday 9th September at 3.35am..
I guess it's stopped drizzling, and the Masters 4-legged servants have been at it since after 2.00am... I chose not to turn over and go back to sleep, and rather enjoyed lying there snugly, having a think...*grins... It must have been mid-morning yesterday when the GW mentioned they were digging round the base of our streetlight pole.
With the wind howling, I'd not noticed anything other than the sound of a jackhammer (?) working lower down the Crescent.
I took my camera up and got THESE pictures of the two guys industriously digging, one of whom looked oddly familiar...*shrugs... THIS lorry arrived sometime later, and I watched as another wekker used the noisy tar- flattening machine on that odd little square they'd cut into the road surface some weeks back, below Sue the Book's house...
From the depth they've dug round our pole they're clearly going to put in a new one... Something B.Snr. said he saw them doing to THIS pole higher up, which I'd photographed on Saturday 29th August... Why? There's nothing visibly wrong with either of them, and I went out and studied ours, looking down into the deep hole they'd dug, to find no sign of a white ant infestation HERE. *curious....
Has our Network Admin. convinced you that our unstable power supply is the fault of the two poles FFS? Whatever.
We're supposed to be off out for the day tomorrow as Bali well knows, so I'm betting the pole changeover will be done while we're safely out of town? *winks... The GW asked the diggers whether the power would be cut at any point and they'd replied that notices would be put up well in advance...*waits...
I met the new INTERIM Station Head last night up at Dodge City. I admit to being a poor judge of character, but my instinctive reaction was of a really nice person... The Chief himself was there when I pulled in, and he opened the Meeting making it clear the replacements were temporary, which the newbies corroborated...*sighs... All fairly predictable stuff hey?
The Good Super's temporary replacement as Head of the Crime Desk? If I had a heart problem, this old toad would've required CPR on the turn! Yikes, but that is one seriously good-looking young Officer! *cackles rudely....
I myself consider it strange that despite being aware that Dodge City is home to the source of my woes, I'm more than happy to be up there... I know so many of the faces by now, and find the majority of them to be charming...
Compassion for the Abuser? 'Fraid not at this point folks... If he and his Lackey had restricted their venomous attacks to the toad alone?
But they haven't.. They've repeatedly struck at my friends, and god knows how many other voiceless victims they harrass using the power given them so willingly by Allen Spence..*nauseated..
If you don't mind, I'll keep my sympathy for the many victims of Tweedledumb and Tweedledee that you must know are out there spread across the Zone..*gags.. Meanwhile, I wait with interest to see how long it is before the list of charges against the Abuser all disappear under the carpet, and it's back to business as usual.... *yawns..
LATER at 10.25am
Our power was cut again at about 5.30am and restored at 8.05am... *winks.. Hair washing day? I forgot all about it, and the power was back on before I remembered you stupid Wanker! *mirth... As I type this blog my harddrive is as busy as ever, despite my requests to the Idiot to sit still....*shrugs...
Peace..
---oOo---
Wednesday 9th September 2009 at 12.19pm.
(begun Tuesday 8th September at 6.40am..)
I've said before that pretty much the only good thing about the Information Theft Project is the enormous amount of work it's generated for the otherwise jobless..*sighs.. Those long columns of people digging industriously along the roadside will be shafted by the Contractors fosho, but at least they are earning something...
I went up earlier at 6.30am, to put the blue bags out on the verge.. As luck so often has it these days, I was in time to see a white flat-bed truck stopped down below Sue the Book's wall as the Trustee's No. 1 wekker climbed in to the driver's seat alongside several passengers... He and his smiling wife occupy the same communal Moth cottage servants quarters that housed V until fairly recently. I've got THESE pictures taken some time ago of the chap, and I would trust him sooner than the Illuminati's protege (sp)...*grins..
I dithered for a bit and then watched as the truck went by up the hill with the driver studiously turning his face away... The logo on the cab read SABCool and was clearly meant to denote some sort of Aircon company, though the Telkom registration plate on the back had me grinning widely! Jissie guys! You are going to have to rectify that error... And no, don't shrug me off and say it's just an old GP plate. It was the closest thing to a Telkom bakkie reg. plate you can get and it's time to get rid of them and stop shuffling them about on your pseudo-contractors vehicles FFS! *laughing... Cheapskates!
You have to know that I'm seeing these plates slapped on unmarked vehicles on a regular basis, and putting them on purportedly registered company vehicles is a FAIL of hilarious proportions... My word, if I could be privy to the many contract companies that have been created and funded directly by Telkom since 2004, I would be a happy toad... Again, I can't bitch because it creates jobs for guys like those crammed into the cab, who would otherwise be sitting on a streetcorner desperately hoping to be chosen for a one-off job. *sighs...
Do you trot out old man Osborne should any of the Chosen become alarmed by possible risks? Does he reassure them by telling of a lifetime of working with electricity and how safe it is? *snorts.. Handyman to the Moths in more ways than one then?
Question No. 5002 in an endless litany of questions coming up....
Your folks have been persuaded that the Muni's Wireless/Broadband Network system is just the job. For their assistance, they'd been rewarded handsomely with various lucrative contracts.. They're only very basic internet users and haven't the time or skills to sit endlessly before the monitor, so you've been enlisted to take care of that angle....
You or your brother/sister attend the tutorials regularly, held by the likes of my own Network Admin do you not? Did your Tutor suggest ever so carefully that you NOT mention the lessons specifically on hacking into unwary neighbour's PC systems to your parents? Did he suggest they wouldn't understand, and that hacking was just a fun way of improving the signal?
I bet you were wildly excited at the prospect of watching idiots like myself struggle about the Interwebz... Are you taught how to leap in and alter a registration page, as was so shoddily done when I battled to register on Yahoo the other day? *grins...
The possibilities for fun are endless, says your Lecturer (who in our area alone is as Crooked as a bent nail). By buying into his spiel what have you got? A certain frisson of delight at doing something so illegal fosho... But basically you've harnessed your family's home so tightly to the Project it's a joke... Your own Tutor can now activate YOUR VOICE system and listen in to your folks private conversations any time he chooses to... Course that's not a problem because he's your mate, and he wouldn't do that right? You think?
So come on then... Tell your dad that you hack into my PC regularly, and watch while el Petite Merde corrupts my pages.... See whether he admires your behaviour or is horrified by it? *interested... And that applies to almost all of you too... Except of course for Aziz and his cousin down next to the ex-Treasurer's home.... The Councillor would in fact encourage these particular skills would he not? *cackles..
LATER at 9.20am...
Any of you wondered aloud how long it would be before I raised the question of Justin Nurse's dreadful loss? Is hacking in to a car's computerised system any different to the ability displayed by my own Network Admin. when he fried the digital reader on two Sony Walkman Players? Even before that the GW had lost a digital car radio overnight as it parked at the top by our garage as usual.... The day before it was working without a hitch, and the following morning scrambled to death.. I would ask you this....
Justin made his mark on the corporate world bigtime did he not? And in doing so earned himself enemies along the way. You're going to tell me there's no Controller set up near to his home? That the authorities haven't gotten anywhere near his suburb yet? *sceptical.... I'd love to ask him whether he'd been having problems with his power system prior to the tragedy. NOT his car, but to his home power supply. Dipping lights, dead phone lines, interference on the TV? If he had, then there is more than a possibility his car's system was tampered with as well...
I have to use the word surge for want of anything better. But that hiss that she heard could well have been the result of a concentrated spike of what? My own little CPF loaded basic entry level Nokia has done just that once, in the past, though fallen short of bursting into flames.. I don't believe the kid was supposed to be included in the fire, though we're certainly dealing with callous bastards otherwise...*vomits...
If there's any truth in this particularly outrageous guess, I wonder if whoever activated the fire remotely subsequently needed counselling themselves? Or whether their Masters in turn have persuaded them that it was an unforseen error? I firmly believe that with the current technology, what I've suggested IS possible, and the weird thing is that the GW's Polo has been having a similar problem with the windows of late.... You may at this point like to put that in your collective pipes and smoke it?
If anything inexplicable should occur to the GW's car, I guess you'd have some explaining to do el Monstro? The car just sits there gagging for your attention does it not? May I suggest you question Colin Balliram closely on his thoughts of the Honda burning, and whether he considers it's possible it was triggered remotely?
The sun was blood red as it rose behind the little church this morning and I sneezed wildly at the dust in the air when I went outside later.. The wind is already howling in the trees and the Maroon 4x4 is parked comfortably at the end of the bluff across the way, no doubt attending to the water runoff...*yawns...
Wednesday 9th September at 3.35am..
I guess it's stopped drizzling, and the Masters 4-legged servants have been at it since after 2.00am... I chose not to turn over and go back to sleep, and rather enjoyed lying there snugly, having a think...*grins... It must have been mid-morning yesterday when the GW mentioned they were digging round the base of our streetlight pole.
With the wind howling, I'd not noticed anything other than the sound of a jackhammer (?) working lower down the Crescent.
I took my camera up and got THESE pictures of the two guys industriously digging, one of whom looked oddly familiar...*shrugs... THIS lorry arrived sometime later, and I watched as another wekker used the noisy tar- flattening machine on that odd little square they'd cut into the road surface some weeks back, below Sue the Book's house...
From the depth they've dug round our pole they're clearly going to put in a new one... Something B.Snr. said he saw them doing to THIS pole higher up, which I'd photographed on Saturday 29th August... Why? There's nothing visibly wrong with either of them, and I went out and studied ours, looking down into the deep hole they'd dug, to find no sign of a white ant infestation HERE. *curious....
Has our Network Admin. convinced you that our unstable power supply is the fault of the two poles FFS? Whatever.
We're supposed to be off out for the day tomorrow as Bali well knows, so I'm betting the pole changeover will be done while we're safely out of town? *winks... The GW asked the diggers whether the power would be cut at any point and they'd replied that notices would be put up well in advance...*waits...
I met the new INTERIM Station Head last night up at Dodge City. I admit to being a poor judge of character, but my instinctive reaction was of a really nice person... The Chief himself was there when I pulled in, and he opened the Meeting making it clear the replacements were temporary, which the newbies corroborated...*sighs... All fairly predictable stuff hey?
The Good Super's temporary replacement as Head of the Crime Desk? If I had a heart problem, this old toad would've required CPR on the turn! Yikes, but that is one seriously good-looking young Officer! *cackles rudely....
I myself consider it strange that despite being aware that Dodge City is home to the source of my woes, I'm more than happy to be up there... I know so many of the faces by now, and find the majority of them to be charming...
Compassion for the Abuser? 'Fraid not at this point folks... If he and his Lackey had restricted their venomous attacks to the toad alone?
But they haven't.. They've repeatedly struck at my friends, and god knows how many other voiceless victims they harrass using the power given them so willingly by Allen Spence..*nauseated..
If you don't mind, I'll keep my sympathy for the many victims of Tweedledumb and Tweedledee that you must know are out there spread across the Zone..*gags.. Meanwhile, I wait with interest to see how long it is before the list of charges against the Abuser all disappear under the carpet, and it's back to business as usual.... *yawns..
LATER at 10.25am
Our power was cut again at about 5.30am and restored at 8.05am... *winks.. Hair washing day? I forgot all about it, and the power was back on before I remembered you stupid Wanker! *mirth... As I type this blog my harddrive is as busy as ever, despite my requests to the Idiot to sit still....*shrugs...
Peace..
---oOo---
Wednesday 9th September 2009 at 12.19pm.
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