MI CASA, SU CASA SE VOET...!

(begun Tuesday 3rd November at 3.00am....)

It pays to rise early.. No, not a worm, but a huge and very beautiful moon hanging low above the western horizon, which lights the valley better than any amount of signal enhancing, energy-saving, mercury containing, Government touted lights could do...*grins...
Speaking of which - We're back in business, and the Mothership and streetlights deliberately deactivated while my Controller came and went during the night, are back up and running....

It went something like this... I guess it was after 12.30pm yesterday when Bali's house alarm went off screaming. I checked and found the curtains drawn over the kitchen windows and no sign of intruders. The three dogs had fussed a couple of minutes before the alarm began, but not enough to have me interested. *shrugs...
I sent a text to the Sweeper about the alarm and that was that. Ag no - I remember now - I went up the top and watched the AD&T security guy sitting in his car at the gates, while he filled in the paperwork. He got out eventually and stood for a couple of minutes at the gates and then left.
A truly strange arrangement, as he obviously hasn't permission to access the property, and he certainly can't see more than just the road-facing side of the house...*shakes it's head... I could of course have told him to just elbow his way between the big gates easily, but by now I guess they all know that...*cackles...

Just before 2.00pm B.Snr walked up to ours to fetch the rice and liver for his dogs, and we chatted for a while at my gates. Turns out they'd been told my Master was away in Johannesburg. I fell about laughing and said I felt Bali had been working somewhere much nearer than Gauteng and that the GW and I had both seen him coming and going at really odd hours of the night. I explained that his attempts at stealth had included dousing the streetlights and the mothership deliberately...*shrieks.... Sure enough, I watched the black rodeo pull into the driveway not long after that.... *beams...

Clearly el Monstro's latest project is complete, and this was confirmed by the lights being back on last night... I'm willing to bet that re-activating them was what caused his house alarm to go off... *gives itself a Noddy badge....

You want to hear what happened at the CPF Meeting last night? OK.
Twas a fairly decent turnout (anything over three people pleases me no end and 24 pitched up).
The SAPS Communications Officer (alias Salacious Crumb) arrived in full uniform nogal, and in good time, which made for a change and set the tone for the evening.... *grins...
We went through the Matters Arising and finally arrived at my request for a similar letter of support for the Good Superintendent to the one sneakily obtained by the Sexual Offender.

It would be pointless giving you the details of the brand new story given to our Forum on the reasons behind der Kommissar being given the glowing letter without the necessary Executive Committee's permission. I sat, absolutely enthralled as these hitherto unrevealed details were trotted out... *cackles...
Salacious Crumb interjected at some point saying that it was an internal matter. (Izzat so Lazzie?) Maybe you lot should slap the Cretin who suggested this was the way to go in the first place?
Both our VC and the Crumb rapidly lost ground. I produced the letter I'd had printed out for the Good Super and it was decided the Members should take a vote, at which point I guess Capt. Lazarus hit his panic button and our new Head of Crime Desk rushed through the door into the Meeting, to try and save the day...*laughing...

*I swear and declare he's lost his beautiful Bollywood moustache! Why would he DO that? A gesture to show where his affiliations lie? Had he been mocked silly since this old toad's remarks on his handsome appearance? *looks at the chipmunk-cheeked Salacious Crumb....*

Superintendent Singh proceeded to inform the Forum that the crime statistics had rocketed during the time the Good Super ran the Crime desk. He added hastily that while nobody blamed the Good Super for this state of affairs, the facts were the facts.... *winks sadly at Ronnie...
Alas, all three performances failed miserably, and the ensuing unanimous show of hands persuaded my dear VC to sign the letter of support for Augustine there and then (which IMO renders both letters pretty much worthless).

Or does it? The Good Super's letter was given in the presence of the full Exec. Committee with the exception of my Chairman, and with their blessing, while the Abuser's letter was obtained without the correct procedures being followed. Hmm.. Where was our Chairman as this little drama played out? Why, he'd judiciously decided that All Saints Eve was more important, and he'd headed off safely to a service at St. Anne's, rather than be forced to pick a side... Neato! *roffels...

I confess there was little jubilation on my part at our so-called achievement. Though I was grateful to the brave Members who supported me, (some of whom are very aware that there may well be reprisals exacted for their courage), I was appalled that my VC felt she had to sign the second letter after all... *sighs...
I guess I'd hoped that one of the Exec Members would do it for her instead, but it wasn't to be...*sighs...

After the Meeting I heard someone say that as it was our first victory, we should go out and celebrate. I went straight home instead to find my Controller predictably showing his displeasure at the evening's events. *sighs... The big SE next to the GameWrecker's room flashes and flickers on and off with a carefully enigineered 'fault'. I sent an sms to Missus C to tell her, and to ask if she could switch it off rather. No reply, and as I write it still flashes erratically...*winks... Easy enough for el Pollo de Grande to say the fault is a genuine one, but I guess by now you're all aware of his juvenile modis operandi...*laughs....

That his displeasure and rage must be SEEN and noted by his victims, and what better way than by tweaking that stunning SE....? *falls over laughing... (Edit added: The GW told me this morning that the TV screen was taken out after I'd gone to bed.. *lawls)

His buzzing electronic devices remain for the most part oddly silent this morning and I can't say I've noticed them at all yet...
Will the unfortunate Tweedledumb now say that our CPF Forum has joined the conspiracy to oust him as Head of SAPS Sydenham? What rubbish if he does.
Besides, moving him won't change anything much at all... *mutters.... You'd have to nail the Druglord first and that sure ain't gonna happen, as they say...
Since he's branched out into the field of Information Theft and has such a cozy relationship with his Homies the Shaikboyz, there's nothing that can topple him...*yawns...

Are you getting the moer in yet Jannie? Do you consider that I'm never satisfied, and a Serial Whiner, despite your best efforts? *curious... Of all the people I talk to here, you are one that understands the complications involved and why I consider that last night's small achievement will not ultimately change anything.
Sure, it proved that there are still ordinary folk prepared to stand up to the Abuser's crooked behaviour after all this time... A minor miracle in itself. But as always I look at the bigger picture and quite frankly, it's bleak.
That Captain Courageous continues to be permitted to manipulate landlines and cellphones, overheads and streetlights, all for the most petty of reasons, is horrifying.

Is there no other way you can find to stroke his unstable ego than continuing to allow him to indulge in these excesses? If indeed they can be termed 'tests' they've been done and proved to be extremely effective. It's time he stopped mucking about with the basics and concentrated on teaching the Chosen how to ferret in their neighbours privacy FFS...
Apart from myself, nobody gives a toss about his comings and goings, and de-activating the bloody streetlights and the mothership in an effort to hide his movements was a self-gratifying display of nonsensical proportions...*sniffs....

It's a given he was delighted at Sue the Book's anxiety as she came and went in the pitch darkness to ferry her kid about. Sue's added vulnerability would've pleased this Sicko mightily and can be added to the lengthy list of reasons why he shouldn't have been given the Power Circuit in the first place.. Then again, you give a toss hey Al? As you busy yourself in some other neighbourhood, setting up some other criminal to hold the power over his/her neighbours?

Man, your personal coffers must be overflowing by now...*gags.. Got your immigration papers sorted yet? *looks at the Superintendent of Electricity for Durban. Once the Project is fully installed, it's guaranteed you'll head abroad to live comfortably on the proceeds of your nefarious work... Never mind the B.Snr's and the Librarians whose lives you've changed for the worse....*shrugs...

Peace...

---oOo---

Tuesday 3rd November 2009 at 10.32am..

ROUGH JUSTICE....

(begun Monday 2nd November at 3.55am....)

However mild, it's usually irritation that drives my pen across the paper. Right now I'm feeling strangely mellow and struggle to find the kick-off point for today's amused and outraged diatribe...
Chilled I'm not. I woke in the night drenched with sweat, to shed my blanket smartly, and I sit here now for the first time in ages, sans woolly boots... A cold front on the way is the likely explanation, though I rose to hear my ears shrieking and it hasn't subsided at all.

The Master's electronics fill the valley as the wind gusts up from the south. My Network Admin. still takes offence as swiftly as he ever did... A dangerous weakness for one in control of the power supplies, as I've learned to my cost.
However much my repetitive topics may bore you, I continue to find the smallest matters fascinating and persist in sharing them with you....*grins..
My Nokia screeen finally settled down about mid-morning yesterday and hasn't misbehaved since..*blinks.. The Master finally relented and is over that particularly lengthy girlish tantrum?

The GameWrecker's logical answer to so many of the Controller's attacks on our few assets has generally been "it's old". I take issue with that, since I've come to discover that old is Good. *winks..
Disappointing it's been to find that my SO doesn't have an enquiring mind at all...
He accepts without question that our TV (which he repeatedly claimed was old) now runs almost without a hitch after months of giving constant problems. Having said that, will Bali feel the necessity to remind me of how simple it is to remove the picture? *snorts...

The hair-dryer that would suddenly cut out in mid-use as CleverDick surged the jackpoint, forcing it to die, has run without a hitch for ages. The GW accepts this without question...*baffled.. Such little things they are, that in your busy lives are of no consequence at all, bar minor irritations. And here I sit, squeaking frantically of the importance of these seemingly banal occurrences...*roffels.. That is, if you value your privacy at all...

How else will you know if you are suddenly sharing your home with an uninvited visitor? Do you still ignore your house lights dipping, however minutely, on a regular basis? I guess for many of you it will be easier to ignore the obvious and pretend it isn't happening... Why would you want to stick your neck out and find who it is that now controls YOUR power circuit?
Which of your neighbours is it that sits avidly listening to your domestic rows and idle chatter when the mood takes him or her? God willing your Controller will have a great deal more self-control, and nothing you say in passing will move them to exact rough justice as punishment for your sins... *cackles..

How ironic that after 64 years as little more than a dyed-in-the-wool oxygen thief, I've finally found my niche! A chirping guinea-pig FFS!
(It's now 4.40am and el Pollo de Grande activates his chorus of cicadas across the way. Even above the wind, they cause my ears to vibrate strangely, and I'm vastly entertained. It causes a couple of hadedas nearby to protest loudly and their cousins roosting further up the valley commiserate noisily in reply..
I lift my gaze to the window and find it's suddenly daylight and I must shush and go... )

LATER at 6.35am

El Monstro shut off his latest electronic marvel at 5.00am sharp as I was tossing bread and rice out under the avo tree for the one-footed hadeda...*blinks.. WhatTF is the purpose of that not unpleasant barrage of sound? Another of Colin Balliram's mirth inducing 'Because I Can' demonstrations, that has no real bearing on anything at all? *interested...

You shrug me off as deranged, as you go about your boring lives by rote, while I guess I'm watching and listening to History in the making...*roffels... My tales of skullduggery and corruption are the nearest you will ever come to the truth of what's going down right here and now...
The careful publicity given of late to a crooked Top Metro Cop successfully dumbs down what's happening up at Dodge City does it not? Admit it. You're now more inclined to shrug off der Kommissar's three separate court cases as small potatoes are you not? *beams...
How artfully works the Damage Control Machine to manipulate your thought processes and how neatly they distract you...*teeth...
Even I must concede that their control of the media is an exercise well worth watching...

I figure you could find Jared Sacks original article titled 'A Way Forward for Kennedy Road Settlement' in the Witness, and it must have been published sometime during the past month. Search and read the truth on the mob attacks at Kennedy Road. My last email to Jared wasn't acknowledged, and it's possible he regrets replying to me at all, as his colleagues here in Durban are now receiving regular death threats.

Again I ask whether you are all still thrilled by the Muni's Wireless/Broadband Network System and it's purported abilities to nail the Crooked when, from where I'm standing, tis the Crooked calling all the shots... *snorts...
Bear in mind Jannie's job title and ask yourselves why you shouldn't start to feel just a wee bit nervous? *winks..
There is little if any pretense being made here in the Zone to run the Project along lawful lines.
Will your area be different? Or will your local Druglord issue orders to his Controllers that it's open season on the innocent? *curious..

Soft targets such as the IT Clueless will be fair game for these scavengers of your private every-day lives.... You consider my Network Admin to be unique? *falls over laughing... Alas, I've discovered him to be the absolute stereotype of a cheap, bullying thuggee with a criminal bent.
I find myself more disgusted than disappointed by the sheer level of my own stupidity at placing this Wanker on some sort of pedestal in the early days.
I guess slowly but surely my Stockholm Syndrome symptoms are disappearing...*looks at Colin Balliram... Imagine if they were to leave altogether and I were to at last be filled with the rage I'm entitled to? No doubt the very idea will have el Pollo de Grande rolling on the floor hysterically.... *grins..

LATER at 7.30am..

Thankfully, my Nokia screen recovered and behaved while I sent out the CPF reminders minutes ago. You want that I should kiss any boots at this point? Fat chance! *snarls... Inconsistent and temperamental power playing is now viewed with the contempt it deserves...*sniffs...

LATER at 11.00am

After all this time my 'Do you accept these terms and conditions' box on blogger.com had somehow been unticked and was the reason for my Publish Picture being greyed out. *cackles.. Master of Logic and Commonsense, the GW spotted it straight away....

I'd nipped up to Westville earlier with a printout of the picture that had mysteriously been removed from my Pictures file. I got an Innocent to scan it and send it to my mail addie and have since published it on blogger despite it's now poor quality. Why was it deleted? There's nothing that's depicted there that's not the truth, though it was drawn using Windows Paint some years ago, and I see I'd omitted to put in the ubiquitous AirWing chopper on the horizon...

Would that I could up this so one-sided Game and plug my camera in safely to the PC to share a few of the marvels I've witnessed. The sheer ease with which my criminal Controller rendered the digital readers of TWO Sony Walkman players past resurrection, precludes me from ever subjecting my little camera to such a risk... *shrugs...
While many of my photos simply reveal my obsession with Telkom, and the Muni's electricity Department (including their huge range of contractors), there are a number of inexplicable photos taken over the years we've been victimised, that I would dearly love explanations for...

Both Karl Muller and Leonard Els remain thunderously silent. Have I been totally abandoned? *waits...

Peace..

---oOo---

Monday 2nd November 2009 at 12.13pm.

HI HO, HI HO, IT'S OFF TO WORK WE GO.....

This picture was removed from this PC not so long ago. Why? Fairly ambiguous and naive, it shouldn't have presented a problem to el Pollo de Grande. Fortunately, I found a printout and had it scanned in and sent to this machine, hence the rather poor quality.
I leave you to be the judge of whether it was worthy of my Master's removal.

Monday 2nd November 2009 at 10.36am.