ON THE RUN....

(begun Monday 23rd November at 3.55am...)

Needless to say, there was no Fourways Tower insert on Carte Blanche last night, and I doubt there ever will be... Karl Muller and the Political Science Grad. may IMHO, take a deep bow, for they appear to have the mighty voda3g on the run....*applauds...
It's the quiet commonsense and logic, plus of course the impeccable credentials that does it for this toad in the street, and that would have impressed so many viewers as well... A dangerous combination eh Jannie?

Has anyone bothered to investigate my claims that the outdoor lighting using the energy-saving, wireless friendly, signal enhancers may be manipulated and their output increased and decreased at will? That many of these lights, as innocent as they appear to be, are capable of putting out astonishing amounts of RF?

While I guess it's easier to focus on cellmasts and the physical, if unprovable reactions suffered by some residents, tis the appalling amount of SE lights that now saturate so many properties that should alarm the Rocket Scientist...
The dogs don't like them, and that's good enough for me. They still set up a chorus of anxious barking each day beyond the playing field as the system is activated and lights turned on... Their hearing HAS been altered, and I guess that many now contend with a hugely increased version of our 'microwave buzzing'.. They are now less likely to react to sounds that previously would've put them on the alert in seconds...
Simple to test my theory? You think? Are there ANY honest scientists left that could be bothered, when for the most part they seem to be sitting back watching with interest as orphanages and old-age institutions are rigged up as wireless base-stations? *gags..

LATER at 6.30am..

The water runoff procedure across the way seems to have changed after all this time. I guess the gum-booted GateKeeper is now entrusted to handle most of the runoffs, with the driver of the maroon people carrier HERE coming in only occasionally to check that it's all functioning as it should? Water, water everywhere.... You only have to drive past Missus K's home up the Crescent to see how the foot of her driveway has degraded, to know that her contributions equal those of Owen Johnson's higher up the street.... *looks at the Councillor's cousin... The sprinkler system is computerised and set to run those enormous volumes of water onto your tiny garden despite all the rain last week? *fascinated...

I note that the Corrupt Town Clerk has now begun lying about the storm water drainage system.. Pretty much every time this toothy little Dancing Queen opens his mouth, you can be sure it's not the truth that falls out.... *vomits...

Tuesday 24th november at 4.00am..

By now the Strategist will have tracked down every claim involving cellmasts worldwide. He will have narrowed his search to fit the cases most similar to the Fourways mast situation and will be feeling fairly confident ...
As long as he persists in asking for medical proof that the residents are directly affected by the tower, he's home and dry.... *shrugs...
Were any of the community's reactions as dire as those of B.Snr? I don't think so... Did you not discuss the fluid build-up around his brain that occurred on the 15th November and 15th December 2005 and agree that my claims were feasible?
Did anyone bother to research the matter further and find out what could have caused this phenomenon other than exposure to a HUGE amount of EMF or RF ? (the same thing?)
If you had acted back then, is it possible B.Snr could have provided the proof you now need so badly? His reactions were after all, rather more than a bad headache, sleeplessness or irritating rash.... *snorts... Could the residents living in the complexes and homes adjoining the mast have been canvassed and asked whether there had been activity up that mast around the time of B.Snr's misfortunes?

I'm betting the old existing Barnard Road, Mayville cellmast was upgraded, and it was the upgrade that nailed B.Snr. The cellmast behind our ex-Chairman's home between Harris Cres. and Raftery was also 'adjusted' and I was fortunate to get THESE pictures of a droog on the little circular platform, taken some time last year....
Odds are that several residents reacted to those changes at the time, but how on earth would you know where to begin making enquiries? Sure, there was the suicide, and I'm now told of a case of clinical depression diagnosed in the home right next door to the dead man's property. You can bet it's the tip of the iceberg, and one can only hope that those Chosen like Owen Johnson, are aware of the possible consequences of their involvement with the Information Theft Project.

Does No. 72 watch his family like a hawk, for negative symptoms? Another good man, this time with the qualifications needed to recognize the dangers, unlike Mistuh GungHo next door here...

Were the Government to even consider re-instating some sort of Ombudsman or Monitoring Body (it aint gonna happen folks), to keep the emissions in check, there is no way that unacceptable levels of RF would ever be recorded or reported... With the giant and invasive Project in place, ANY untoward interest shown in one particular Mast will be noted in time for it to be hastily damped down...*shrugs...

The Rocket Scientist is pretty much one of a kind and as such, he's an easy target to track. Has the full realisation of the EXTENT of surveillance surrounding him, struck home yet?
Will he wriggle futilely like a bug on a pin as his head battles to process the fact that his freedom is gone forever? I'm not kidding you.... You simply have to get your minds around the audio-monitoring options that come with the Info theft Scheme technology.

That there is now the ability for your own home and surrounds to be put on Speaker phone.. Tis only once you accept this and deal with it, that you are in with a chance, however slender... *shrugs...
You guys should really quit nudging one another and rolling your eyes in my direction..
Go back and re-read my poetic efforts in Here Be Spooks and see if I was wrong, and how long ago was that written?
Now re-read every clue I've ever given you to warn you of the Information Theft Project's arrival in your area and sit up and pay attention FFS!
One of the more ironic aspects of this invasive scheme is the fact that the Chosen themselves have willingly given up their privacy, all the while imagining themselves to be safe...

Pramith? You and you brother should give serious thought to my words, and know that your Tutor activates the Voice option in your home regularly... You will have to learn not to speak of matters you don't wish to share with Tweedledumb and Colin Balliram.. Learn to write down important stuff and to discuss it when you are AWAY from home, I kid you not....

LATER at 6.15am...

Ye gods but I'm feeling mellow right now... My efforts at drawing the deliberately alienated Reservoir Hills Forum back into the fold proved to be a dismal FAIL, but was always worth a shot... *sighs...

Chickenman nailed me good as I 'walked' earlier this morning.. Using a variation on the theme that successfully cooked 2 Sony Walkman CD players as I wore them while exercising, he couldn't miss. He doesn't know what I'm on about? *falls over.... I confess this time to being just a little impressed at this new attack..*grins and limps along...
Why not the head Bubba? Not yet an exact science, or you don't want to squash and finish off the fly once and for all, thereby ending your self-gratifying amusement? *blinks and turns it's beady eye to the bussed-in Voters....

Nazneem had Schadenfreude Syndrome tattoed across his youthful forehead last Monday night...*laughing... I must guess that he is on more than just a nodding acquaintance with Captain Courageous and his Boss the Serial Sexual Offender? Ah yes, indeedy.... This chirpy fellow has eavesdropped on many a private conversation, judging by his cock-sure demeanour.... *grins...
You ever visited me, Naz old chap? Not any more, as there's way too much going on up in Rippon Crescent to interest you? *winks... Would it wipe the grin off your face to know that der Kommissar listens in turn to YOUR family's discussions? You don't believe me? More fool you then... *chokes...

There's not one, but two male red bishop birds on the feeder this morning, and the lawn beneath the birdtray is filled with an array of different birds... I'd always thought bishop birds nested by rivers or in marshes... Where nearby is there sufficient wetland to attract them here after all these years? *curious...

I'm working my way steadily through the best butter lettuce I've ever had, and even the carrot seeds have pushed up a myriad of tiny green spears... After all these years, it's great to find such pleasure in growing and munching on your own produce...*beams..

I watched earlier as a steady stream of pedestrians made their way up the Crescent, some of whom I recognise and greet, while several are strangers... Any Christmas shopping scouts among them? You can bet there are, and I guess it won't be too long before my Master of Prevarication is once again saying that this or that particular camera wasn't activated at the time of so and so's hijacking or burglary... *gags.... It's just too damned easy now hey Bali?

PS at 8.35am I noticed the maroon people carrier back at his post across the way....

Peace..

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Tuesday 24th November 2009 at 9.44am..

THE MESSAGE....

(begun Saturday 21st November at 6.35am...)

Vincent just rang to say he'll come sort out my garden tomorrow, so I'm free to chat.....*grins..

I saw it yesterday morning as I hastily tossed bread and rice down for the one-footed hadeda and ran back in for cover.... It wasn't raining when I repeated the exercise half an hour ago, so I stood studying it at length before trotting down to pick it up...
A trophy!!! *dances....
I've taken a picture of it to include in my albums HERE and I guess it's priceless! You know the thin plastic tape used to cordon off crime scenes or road works?
Only this one is 8cm wide, done in a cream background with blue printing saying SA POLICE SER.... and at that point the plastic has been either torn off something else or wound deliberately to a narrow strip, presumably to weight with a stone so that it would clear my 8ft boundary wall when tossed over from the valley below.... *beams....

Did the Rotten Apples risk driving a SAPS Patrol bakkie into the sodden valley sometime during Thursday night? Though it's been cut recently, there's still a good chance that an ordinary vehicle would've gotten stuck in the mud... That big white SAPS 4x4 then? *fascinated...
How's about the possibility that Adrian Kinglsey obligingly did a foot patrol for the Rotten Apples and tossed over their Calling Card as he went by down to Mayville? Hmm... maybe...
Though the tape was lying in my garden BEFORE I gave him his desired write-up in yesterday's blog....
Whatever.. I'm delighted with the message and intend milking it to the max!...

You do realise that by that simple act of silliness you've given me a foothold I've not had before? *looks at Salacious Crumb.... Which way are you going to go with the damage control kiddo? It doesn't warrant the effort? You're too busy denying allegations made against your Chief by the ABM, as two more shacks at Kennedy Road were destroyed, despite the residents calls for assistance?
Granted, the ongoing attentions your lot pay me are small potatoes up against the engineered injustices being carried out at both Kennedy Road and Pembury Ridge, as the ABM are systematically hunted down and eradicated... Xenophobia se GAT!! Who did Sbu Zidoke offend so badly that he and the rest of the group must now pay so heavily?

Do you support what's being done here Willies? Sure, you have to do what you're told, but privately? Do you support this engineered mayhem?
You don't feel one pang of guilt or nausea? Are you then cut from the same cloth as our Superintendent of Electricity for Durban? One that glibly trots out the 'Just doing my job' crap as he continues to deliberately nuke innocent people?

I still consider it a bonus to have met your charming young Communications Officer and hope against hope that he found the time to look me up... How else could I speak to you here?
How else could I wrap my wrinkled arms about Police Commissioner Mamunye Ngobeni's knees and beg her to see that justice is served for the remaining three degraded and abused female Police constables? It's not as if I could pick up my phone and speak coherently to you without the line being corrupted or dropped...*sighs..

Eh Willies, you're an educated and articulate man... Does it ever cross your mind that this country could be paradise if Good prevailed? That if education became the priority, and not just bank balances, the results could be astonishing? *cries...

Yes, I'm a naive old Fool and aware that my squeaks of outrage at the huge wave of corruption sweeping the land won't change a thing... So few of you realise that despite your elevated positions in Government you are now as vulnerable as this Idiot Toad....
How will you know when the monitoring on YOUR cellphones has been activated? How will you tell if your home-monitoring system is live? You won't.

My Controller thumped loudly into the lounge earlier this morning, but in your busy lives, would YOU notice a similar sound? Would you see your lights dipping fractionally, and interference on your TV screen? I put it to you that you wouldn't have a clue, were you to be put under this techno surveillance...
That the Information Theft Project has given the Seriously Corrupt the means to pick off ANYONE they desire if the price is right...

Contract killings are already the order of the day, and I suggest you be very careful in choosing your motor mechanic as well... It wouldn't hurt to have your brakes checked regularly either... You think I'm kidding? Anything involving the Zone could now lead to health problems and quite possibly a funeral, unless you tread very warily.... *sighs...
Hamilton the Good was fortunate to retire in one piece... Cross this lot and you may not be so lucky...
I'd love to sit down and chat with both you and the Director, but imagine the mere idea would have you all rolling in the aisles.... *grins...
Meanwhile, fingers crossed that your personal Beanstalk will fill you in if necessary...

Sunday 22nd November at 4.35am..

I was mightily relieved to log onto the bblounge.co.za and find I wasn't the cause of Jannie's rage after all... *mops wrinkled brow.... I've seen him get narked before but it's generally been directed at a persistent poster refusing to accept what the Strategist has told him.. Never over a matter as *coughs* delicate as the Fourways cellmast...
Can I ask you something? Everyone's going on and on about living NEXT TO or NEAR TO a cellmast, and the risks that may be involved...
Why does nobody fish out that other thread on cellmasts where Jannie was talking about the panels specifically? Surely you remember?

B.Snr. lives a considerable distance from the mast in Barnard road, Mayville, though we can both see it, daar doer innie verte, from our properties... The distance didn't save him at all, and that's the bit I find so interesting....

The repeated and defensive calls for proof of the Fourways residents symptoms cuts no ice with me.. My god, have I not spoken since the outset of the nutty-sounding ambiguity of our reactions to Bali's attentions via the power system? That I know of no GP that would choose to write 'microwave buzzing' on a patient's card, as opposed to tinnitis?

That the strangeness with my hands would be ascribed to circulation problems exacerbated by the fags I'm so fond of... The relatively new and unpleasant pains in the wrist of choice by my Controller, to some weird psychosomatic disorder or, godforbid, arthritis?
Hell, you KNOW he's engineering it all, but prove it? You have to be kidding me! *snorts...
(at this point I am given the large red bar across the top of the page saying merely ERROR. Down below it says COULD NOT CONTACT BLOGGER.COM. SAVING AND PUBLISHING MAY FAIL. RETRYING......I carry on regardless, and guess the Poisonous One is bored and seeking to make mischief)
With his back to the wall right now, the last thing the Strategist can be bothered with is my pathetic chirping and as a result, I guess my Network Admin. feels he is free to go overboard. *shrugs...

Surely if my wrists were the result of some standard medical ailment suffered by the elderly, I would be subjected to the pain constantly, and not mostly just at the keyboard here? I hardly use my left hand while browsing the Forums FFS and am never on for long....*startled.
As with everything else, my shrieks are falling on deaf ears right now, so you'll pardon me if I stomp off huffily to do my 'walking'... *doesn't wave...

LATER at 10.45am....

I was standing chatting to Sue the Book up at her gates earlier, as we watched the comings and goings at No. 6, when my Master dropped the ball briefly and hit the wrong key! *laughing..
Out of the blue, one of his electronic devices began chirping furiously almost under the feet of his scurrying family members! I pointed out the oddity to Sue straight away and said she too had her own set of these techno wonders carefully planted about , that activate at odd times...

He turned it off smartly, but way too late...*grins... It turns out Sue's physical symptoms have increased tremendously as well, and her TV remote is now playing up...*vomits.. May I suggest that my Master has decided he's not going quietly, and that he intends to do as much untraceable damage as he possibly can, before he disappears over the horizon to wreck other lives? *yawns...

And you all still insist that your lot have the situation under control Jannie? I still feel you had a hand in tempering the attacks on our TV, PC and phones... Sadly, I feel that if this was indeed so, it would've been due to public opinion and not any personal sympathy at all....
I guess you could care less that the Vicious Idiot has upped his attacks via the emissions, as we all know it's unprovable, right? Cest la vie.... *shrugs...

Peace..

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Monday 23rd November 2009 at 11.32am..