WHILE ROME BURNS...

(begun Wednesday 23rd December at 4.05am..)

Does the Spy Manual say that when it's raining, an Agent may safely activate the Insect No. 2 electronic devices without fear of discovery? *keels over laughing.. It's just begun a steady drizzle and predictably, the shrill grind of several devices dotted about at strategic points (always the exact same points mind you) kick in.... *grins..
My Controller is scraping the bottom of the barrel..

The Twins arrived yesterday afternoon and stayed for a few hours. I returned them before dark. They were back here under the wall, soaked and burr-covered well after dark... *shrugs... I cleaned them up and sent an sms to Missus C before putting them back over for a second time... She didn't reply. They were back a third time, and calling out on the veranda at 12.30am... *sighs...
I let them in cautiously only to find they were both clean and dry.. *startled... What strange new route did they use to get here, that didn't involve the wet grass in the valley? *looks at their Owner... They settled down on my bed and we all went back to sleep ..(after I'd called their landline, her cell, and sent her three texts, all unanswered, to check that everything was OK...) *shrugs...
Reverting to the use of your animals to express your irritation, certainly smacks of extreme desperation mon Petite Merde...? *yawns...
Irritated I guess, would be putting it mildly....

For, out of the blue yesterday morning, another of my wild assumptions bit the dust, when the Good Superintendent Augustine Mngomezulu called me to say he was standing up on my verge...*dances...
I was up there like a shot, agog for news... Turns out that no verdict has been issued yet, on the internal investigation into the Sexual Harrassment charges levelled at der Kommissar...
If you're keeping up, this shouldn't surprise you at all... *grins..
While I sympathise with the Good Super, who must surely be baffled that such an open and shut case hasn't been resolved, the longer it drags on, the more opportunity I have to remind you of One-Eyed Jack's disgusting behaviour practised behind his closed office doors...

You can yawn and say you've heard it all before, but it's my guess that none of you were ever able to find the original Press article describing in detail the appalling abuse and degradation that he subjected those vulnerable policewomen to... To this day I don't recall how the GameWrecker found it on the Web, before calling me to come and read it..
It mentioned neither der Kommissar's name, nor as I recall, the Station's location, but as the rumbles of his crude behaviour were already doing the rounds here in the Zone, it was absolute confirmation that he was guilty as charged... *shrugs...

Do you still kid yourselves these young women ' asked for it ?' in any way? *spews... To be individually singled out and told to report to his office (you can BET it was always after the Admin. Staff had left), where they were ordered to perform degrading sexual acts on their Commanding Officer? *vomits... After which Tweedledumb would inevitably join his fellow officers to regale them with the details of his exploits...
If you're not in any way revolted at this point, chances are you're fairly abusive yourself... *looks at Salacious Crumb with interest....

Does Attorney Nepaul treat his own wife with respect? His personal behaviour has no bearing on this case? I suppose you're right...*sighs.. He certainly wouldn't be where he is today, if he allowed his personal feelings to colour his judgement..*sad.. Still, I hope that somewhere deep inside the man, he allows himself to occasionally be nauseated by the actions of those he's employed to defend....

I now have a copy of the letter sent by Supt. Mngomezulu to the Head Honcho himself. The National Commissioner, Beki Cele, aka Hatman. Augustine tells me that Cele has personally acknowledged receipt of his letter.. A hopeful sign? *interested.... This matter will currently be the cause of much head-butting among top level Government officials, or my name isn't Mud....
Attention that One-Eyed Jack most certainly doesn't need, added to the other charges of racism, and now attempted murder that he faces...

Under the heading Overview of Incidents in Augustine's letter, I find Point 2.6 to be the most incriminating. It states as I've told you before, that der Kommissar had his firearm removed the day before the fisticuffs episode with Augustine, as the result of a Domestic Violence order. It states that der Kommissar deliberately booked out another firearm the very next morning with which to attack Augustine.
It also mentions that One-Eyed Jack shot himself while employed by the Dog Unit, over a domestic dispute with wife No. 2... And yet, despite this, the Muslim Community in the main, deem him the perfect man to run the Station and the Project? *waves to Schabir....

My interpretation of the facts stated in the letter to the National Police Commissioner lead me to believe that the Good Director, Holson Mbhele, at Provincial level, has been hog-tied, and that despite his good intentions, he's come up against a brick wall.. That the Provincial Police Commissioner herself, has now had her hands tied in the matter as well... *sighs...
I've warned you endlessly of the contacts this racist, unstable Crook now boasts, right up to the Whisperers... Would you listen?

How many years did you enjoy following the Toady Show? Run by Colin Balliram with the close assistance of his Boss, der Kommissar? How many really Good cops bought the lies cheerfully and were amused by my witless struggles?
Augustine tells me that One-Eyed Jack is now squealing for character references to aid his defence.. Among them, Martin Marais, our ex-Station Commissioner...
Coincidence that I mentioned the dude briefly yesterday? Will Johan Stolz be called as well? Odds are, that's a yes... A man who was well aware of the illegal wiretap on my phone by der Kommissar and of the deliberate ongoing mischief made by the Rotten Apples... A person who decided in his own right that I was unpleasant enough to deserve what I got, however unlawful the methods used..

Now THERE'S a legacy to leave behind hey Johan? Martin? Though you've since retired, may I say that you're certainly not forgotten? *waves...
Even the truly admirable Manuel Correia (last seen at Bluff Station), would rather endorse this Criminal's behaviour than rock the boat...*sad...
While the ease with which these three undeniably good policemen were persuaded to look the other way and to enjoy my travails, shows just how unpleasant I was considered to be, I doubt they know half of what I was put through, nor do they care...
But hey - they felt I earned it.... *belches...

Now they're being called by Attorney Nepaul to speak on Nayager's behalf, and I have to wonder whether their balls have collectively shrivelled up and disappeared altogether by now...
Chances are, that were all three called to testify, they would take the stand and trot out the 'He's a good cop' bullshit, in an effort to avoid trouble further down the road...

I couldn't have made it plainer to Supt. Mngomezulu yesterday that I wish to be involved.. You can bet there's a record of our discussion already on file up at Dodge City as we stood chatting in full view of all the cameras and audio monitoring technology.. *shrugs...
I would like to speak for Penny Ndenga and the abuse she endured at the hands of der Kommissar and his Rotten Apples in the matter of the organised hostage taking at my Controller's property.
I'm now on firmer ground since Colin Balliram's appalling arranged theft of his own rodeo, and can honestly say that she endured a nightmare, purely to amuse this racist Station Head and his cronies...

Proving it is not the issue.. Making my allegations public is...*grins...

LATER at 7.40am

I'm not doing any justice to the matters in hand... Simply due to having way too many irons in the fire..*sighs.. The carefully manipulated gagging of debbie and of other members of the bblounge.co.za Forum should have featured high on my priority list...

The Strategist has played his ace at last.... Using Rheinhard Buys (sp) to deliver the message, was a stroke of genius.. A long respected member of the mybb forum, and one that I only ever recall looking sideways at on a couple of occasions in the past. A record for a lawyer as far as I'm concerned....
Jannie van Zyl the Strategist has persuaded rpm to lead the attack on what must be Telkom's deadliest enemy to date... He has convinced Rudolph to make a complete and utter ass of himself for the greater glory of the Beast FFS...
Debbie is way too sharp and articulate to be allowed to continue publicly proving the unlawful practises surrounding the March of the Masts...

What better way to silence his foe than to let Rudolph to the dirty work for him? What I would give for an hour alone with Cara right now... Tis always the woman who sees to the heart of the matter, and I guess that much like my own Sweeper, Cara has lain awake some nights, baffled by the shame she feels... *sighs...

If debbie now waits for justice via due process of the law, she is likely to be disappointed..
Instead, here's an idea... All you self-styled and pompous intellectuals who continue happily to fiddle while Rome burns, grow some cojones, get up off your nervous geeky backsides and show your support for this courageous enemy of the Corrupt.
Shit, you KNOW it's the right thing to do... C'mon, quit the bloody dithering and mail her and pm her en masse and tell her you see her for the heroine she truly is....

Your failure to do this will have me questioning your so-called intelligence, bigtime... *snarls.. Are you so far gone you can't tell Good from Bad? Say it isn't so!

Peace...

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Wednesday 23rd December 2009 at 10.33am...

EAT, DRINK & BE MERRY, FOR......

(begun Tuesday 22nd December at 3.35am...)

There's a really stunning in-your-face lightshow running as I write. I've no idea where it's coming from, but even the big fever tree next to the Strangler fig is illuminated in the dark of the valley.. Hau!
Ahhh.. and there's my near spontaneous combustion arrived as well... No menopausal flush this, but a clear greeting from my pseudo EE.... *waves....
Now what on earth could have persuaded mon Capitano to such excesses? grins... Yesterday's blog, or a letter in my gmail arrived last night from Sister Stephen, and my subsequent reply? *amused... The little Sister has no interest whatsoever in my claims that the Devil himself has harnessed their Holy Institution, and in fact she never fails to laugh whenever I mention it...

The full-throated Wireless Song pours out into the valley and my ears are thick with pressure...*beams.. I had another look at the latest tree to show signs of a microwave overdose, and difficult though the angle is to see, there seems to be a twin standing beyond it that suffers the same fate... Oddness indeed..
If you were to drive up the Crescent and hang a left into Garbutt, and continue on passed the Children's Home, you would find more evidence of a blasted landscape. Check out the two starkly dead trees standing on your left, and wonder at the sheer strength of the emissions coming from THIS rectangular lamp on THIS house....*blinks..

The Strategist has wisely fallen silent on the Forums, despite repeated shrieks for his advice and assistance... Vacationing in a far-flung land as befits his lofty status, or in a huddle with the OldBoys Network, figuring out what damage control to employ?

Does the Political Science Grad. have a landline? Does she hear the tiny musical ping each time she makes a call, as the wiretap is activated? Has she noticed her cellphone screen say 'diverting'? Has there been a great deal of digging nearby, and some truly stunning outdoor lighting added close to their dwelling that's now visible to her after dark?

Either they're using very different methods up her way, to install the Project, or they're lagging way behind. *fascinated.. I've said repeatedly that here in Debben and surrounds you can't blink and you will see another Telkom bakkie or three on the horizon, and I'm astonished that no-one else has remarked..

I was all too irritated by the sight of Salacious Crumb's self-satisfied smirk on Page 17 of the Rising Sun, December 16th. His constant harping on the existence of a Trauma Unit at Dodge City gives me the creeps... His declarations that the Station promotes the Anti-women and Child Abuse Initiative is downright nauseating.
Was it not Captain Lazzie himself who declined our offer of assistance up at Dodge City, by saying they already had plenty of YOUNG women to do the job? *vomits... Did it not transpire subsequently that some of those young women were being grossly abused by der Kommissar personally? I shouldn't confuse Admin. Staff with young policewomen constables? *spews...
How this chap lives with himself is anyone's guess....

Tell me if you would Your Cleverness, whether you still deny any fore-knowledge of the contract hit at Siripat Field in October 2008? Whether or not you happily volunteered to be in charge of that operation yourself, at least until your One-Eyed Boss made his carefully timed entrance just as we were heading off the field to the hospital with M?
Did you not sidle swiftly over to me after the shot was fired to say you hoped the pictures I was taking were not intended for the Press? Did you not tell me that you'd ordered an ambulance, though none appeared? Did you take charge and immediately begin questioning witnesses? Did you deploy the large contingent of uniformed SAPS band members to fan out and look for the sniper?

Or did you instead display a remarkably casual and smug attitude to the incident and do precisely feckall, apart from phoning One-Eyed Jack to tell him the deed was done? I guess both M and myself were supposed to have been reduced to hysteria by the event, but sadly for you Wankers, we weren't..*cackles...
Ironic how the entire carefully organised 'message' turned round and bit you all so badly in the end, for without the shooting, I'd never have had the opportunity to chat with the Hair Technician...*laughing...
How you Lazzie, continue to defend One-Eyed Jack, when you're fully aware that he is an abuser of the very worst kind, beggars belief... *shrugs... Sure you can talk the talk, but you walk as crooked a path as Tweedledumb and his Monkey, Colin Balliram... May this choice take you as far up the ladder as you wish to go.... *belches...

Were I to sit down and go through our detailed Telkom account, would I be astonished by the number of clearly dropped calls and repeat attempts I make in the space of a minute to a single number? *looks at it's line Operator.. A nice little money-spinner you've got going there Bali, and you use it to the max...*gags..
I doubt it's struck home to the majority of the population yet, just how many billions are raked in by Telkom using the deliberately dropped line and automatic voice message options..*applauds...
And I continue to sit here in my old-age, struggling to grasp that you have no shame at all.. A plank I am, and a plank I will remain...*roffels....

A single streak of cloud on the horizon has turned salmon pink in the predawn sky... There are now four male red bishops visiting the bird tray, and again I wonder at their presence after 30+ years or so... What has finally attracted them to this city suburb if it's not water related? If indeed it's water, where are the choirs of delighted toads?

I was digging in a dark corner of the garden yesterday morning when I came across a large toad. Does this debunk my earlier claims? A more sickly looking specimen it would be hard to find, and it's colour was almost black, as it hopped away to safety... My guess is that it will be dead soon enough, and it's spawn with it..*sighs... I've no idea why.. The ground water has become toxic? What? The one-footed hadeda waits for his breakfast and I must go..

LATER AT 6.00AM..

There's something about the thread at mybb.co.za on lightning damage and protection that smells a bit off.... *sniffing.. What's changed so dramatically that the ritual of pulling the plugs out at the main jackpoint is now touted as futile? The boffins can pontificate as much as they like, but the suggestion is that lesser mortals (pensioners included), who have neither the skills nor the finances to take extreme precautions against lightning damage, will have their PC's wiped out routinely during a storm...*fascinated...
Will this excuse be used to deliberately take out several mouthy internet users in the near future? *winks... Or is the heightened risk due in some way to the huge increase in microwaves now filling the air?

I've not seen the red/maroon people carrier at his post under the gumtrees for ages and must assume that alternative arrangements to do the enromous runoffs have been made *yawns...
Does the gum-booted GateKeeper feature here? Did they in fact install a valve higher up in the horseyard out of my view as I suspected? *curious..
The last visitor to that particular spot was THIS elderly gentleman driving a black people carrier HERE on the 9th December at midday. Someone is working hard to convince you that it's no more than a trysting place for prostitutes and their Johns... *grins...
Though the old man carefully kept his face turned away, the not-so-young businesswoman has a smug though self-conscious grin on her face as she dressed herself....
I guess I'll liven up our next CPF Meeting by passing the pictures around... Who knows but that you may recognise your uncle or grandad? *cackles..

I anticipate that the Molestor will once again arrive uninvited, to attend our gathering... It only came to my attention later that he'd appeared last time hoping to give his reasons for his so-rude non-attendance of our SAPS Braai Function... As it happened, the subject wasn't broached at all as nobody gave a damn.. Bummer... *laughing..
I've asked that the matter be put on the Agenda for our next Meeting, pretty much ensuring an entertaining evening, and the presence of the Head Slimeball and/or Salacious Crumb... *beams..

The winds of change sometimes take an amusing direction and this hopefully will be demonstrated on the 28th December... *waits happily...

LATER at 7.10am...

My Admin is off to a wheel-screeching early start this morning? A genuine Mission or does he just hop up to his boet-in-law at No. 6 Garbutt Road to hide the black rodeo? Standard practise for Mo's idea of a top-of-the-line Spy! *shrieks... More often than not, Bali then hitches a ride back down here to his Chicken Run and lurks in the Bunker, causing mischief, while swearing later that he was out all day... *snorts.. Basic, but if you don't know the Pervert as well as I do, effective...*shrugs...

Peace julle...

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Tuesday 22nd December 2009 at 1.41pm.