Monday, January 18, 2010

CHANGING HORSES....

(begun Sunday 17th January at 10.40am..)

I confess my tail is starting to thrash with irritation, having just read today's Tribune Herald... (Sunday Tribune Supplement).
der Kommissar is now suggesting that several of his junior Officers are treating him with less than the respect he feels he deserves...*vomits....

If Captain Lazarus is now purporting to have seen the Light and has jumped ship (as I suggested was highly likely some considerable time ago), I will take even more umbrage than usual and froth right on over... *snarls....
Does he seriously consider his involvement in M's shooting at Siripat Field will simply go away? *startled... While his obvious enjoyment at the time would certainly elevate him in the Druglord's eyes, it has the entirely opposite effect on my attitude... *nausea..
Was he promised a bump up the chain of command were he to now stab his One-Eyed Mentor in the back?
Just as Barnabas began so long ago to deliberately polish his tarnished image to fit in with his new-found business interests, does it appear that Salacious Crumb would emulate the Earl's behaviour and have you believe he is a squeaky-clean christian boy, who up till recently had no idea of his Boss's behaviour..*snorts...

It pains me to think that anyone with half a brain would buy into this deception, but of course you weren't present at the Reservoir Hills 'Fun'day back in October 2008... *sighs...
It's time for a transfer Lazzie. How's about Mariannhill Station, where the unfortunate Good Supt. Marillier was despatched after he'd stepped on Barnabas toes? He'd be an excellent role model for you, should you not already have disappeared up your own backside?
Much as you derived so much enjoyment from the ongoing invasion of our privacy over the years, do I promise to return the favour ad infinitum on these pages... *grins...

By all means allow yourself to be queue jumped if the offer has been made, and let's see how long it takes you to self-destruct as your one time Idol has done so neatly. If you hadn't been quite so keen to volunteer to oversee the theatrics at Siripat Field that day, you could've fooled me into believing you were straight.. As it is, I wish you luck. You're gonna need it..*laughing..
Alas, you weren't on my list of cops most suitable to run Sydenham Station. Despite my often moronic behaviour, I have STANDARDS, a word you're totally unfamiliar with....

Up until very recently it was still considered OK to mess with the old toad.
Who finally brought it to the Impostor's attention that the behaviour he allowed and encouraged his goondaboys to indulge in, was hardly likely to improve his Honest John image?
Who was it that finally whispered in Barnabas' ear that he was getting more attention than was good for the precious Project? *fascinated...

As a result, our Network Admin. appears to have been restricted to small acts of malice and a huge increase of emissions in our home..*shrugs.. Emissions that are unproveable, as the Craigavon residents have shown... Were Leonard Els to come out with his measuring apparatus, the coward next door would deactivate his system the second the man appeared in the viewfinder of the Sherwood turnoff cameras... *roffels...

Bits of broken glass now cover the road surface the length of our verge, and only our verge...*grins.. Old habits hey?

The front page of the Sunday Times will set tongues wagging today fosho... The Knott-Craigs have finally been outed for their particular brand of nepotism and corrupt practises.. Whose toes did they tread on, to be so openly revealed for the crooks they are? And where does the Strategist fit in all this, in his sudden sideways shift to iBurst?
He foresaw (sp) the shit heading for the vodacom fan and sought to distance himself, only to find that he was knee-deep in the brown stuff at his new bolt-hole? Verdiende loon Meneer van Zyl? Eina sjoe! *sighs...

Jump back to the Sunday Tribune where you'll find our Crooked Town Clerk tentatively inching the rug from beneath Sbu Mpisane's well-shot feet... Even the little he managed to nervously reveal to the journalist show his orders have changed... The tight-lipped silence on the ex-Metro cop has been broken, and I guess our Head of Intelligence is looking after his boetie's interests?
My suggestion that Mpisane took over from Schabir as Zuma's favourite, since the Whisperer was forced into incarceration, and that Sbu has since kept our President supplied with everything his heart desires, may not be so ludicrous after all? Has Schabir begged Mo to take his rival for Jacob's affections down? Is this the beginning of a genuine investigation, or merely a threat to the ex cop?

Little Hitler, our portly City Manager, must be browning his keks by now, as he scuttles about looking over his shoulder all the while... Mpisane's ties to the No. 1 Taxi Boss have Sutcliffe in a considerably hotter situation than he would find on the sparkling beaches of Goa... *lawls...
Is that the sound of chickens, as they fly home to roost? *fingers crossed...

LATER at 8.30pm

It's next Friday the 22nd Jan. that the twelve Kennedy Road pawns come up for bail re-evaluation at the Durban Magistrates Court. Seven are to attempt to have their bail conditions improved, while the other five unfortunates still languish up at Dodge City AFAIK..
Good God Willies! I think the point has more than been made by now, and all that's happening is that Zidoke is rapidly becoming a martyr... Is that the result that was wished for?

I listened to you speaking so eloquently at Kennedy Road, but have to admit to feeling totally let down now... Surely you can pull rank and just march into the Court and tell the Magistrate to let them all go? I should stay out of it? Why? I myself have been the pawn in a particularly malicious Game that's dragged on for years, so I'm more than qualified to speak for those youngsters...
The way things are looking in the Press right now, it's difficult to believe that anyone in Government genuinely has the welfare of the poor at heart, as they're all way too busy indulging in self-enrichment to give a shit about their fellow man...
Tis such a small thing I ask.. Who could possibly be offended if you were to have all twelve freed on Friday? Our new Police Commissioner would surely listen to you, if you were to plead on their behalf?
Let the Press be invited to see Justice prevail for once, (and get some darned good PR while you're at it?)... Just a thought.....

The Idiot Stalker blacked out our TV screen again, not long after I'd published 'Shameless' this afternoon... *rolls eyes.... Seriously, the dude simply can't help himself and digs a hole every bit as deep as the one I dug for myself..*chortles...
Clearly the Pretender Barnabas, has promised Bali that he will remain in his position as Not-So Secret Agent, no matter what fate befalls his best buddy der Kommissar... *shrugs.

No problemo - it's up to you good folk to spread the word about this sick individual, and in the light of my now officially confirmed allegations, to decline to have your children tutored by him at all... Official Secrets Act my ARSE!!! Every darned bit of information stolen from YOUR home has been relayed to what amounts to no more than a glorified drug dealer FFS...

May I suggest you regard those forms you signed, with the contempt they truly deserve... Speak out now or give up your right to privacy forever... If by doing so, you encounter any problems by way of attacks via your power supply, you know where to find me.*waves..
I'd be only too happy to continue sharing the goonda-like behaviour of those running the Information Theft Project, with a wider audience... *grins..

You have considerably more to lose, and are terrified of repurcussions? Grow some balls and fight for your country, and what's left of your privacy... There are some seriously Good People out there. I can feel it. Stand together and speak out now, before it's too late...*whistles aimlessly into the wind

Monday 18th January at 4.00am..

I woke sometime after 2.00am, and spent a while sending pictures of the little dog to Missus C as she lay dreaming, so as she won't forget her too soon.. IMO, curses don't work unless the recipient believes in them, and it's a far kinder way of reminding the Sweeper of exactly what is is she's supporting so loyally... *gags...

Has someone warned Mpisane that the wind has changed suddenly? Have his lines been humming as he seeks reassurance that his millions are safe? You know it!
How much pressure did Jannie have to exert on Ian Halliday to have HIM join in the corruption? One free lunch? Two? He was a pushover? *cackles...

All the while, Allen Spence and his Team continue to saturate the Province with the invasive technology, handing over power circuits to unqualified laymen to manage, without a care in the world....
There's no way this sub-species can claim ignorance of the results of his endeavours any longer, though I guess the gilt has more than worn off the gingerbread by now, hey Al?
Still finding it so amusing, as innocents like B.Snr thud to the ground due to your efforts? Despite that you're now aware of the nature of those whose instructions you followed, you continue to perpetuate the lies surrounding the Information Theft Project? Indeed you do..

Though your name and picture weren't on the list of pigs paid huge 'special skills' bonuses to ensure their silence, my guess is that several fat envelopes have quietly come your way..
It's pointless poking a stick at a non-existent conscience, but I'll continue to reveal to your peers that you're every bit as corrupt as the worst of them.. *nods...

It's my contention that Earl Michael Barnabas has wasted years on his efforts to appear respectable..
As long as he continues to employ rubbish such as Colin Balliram (quite simply the most useless Spy that ever was) and One-Eyed Jack (what can I say), he will remain to all appearances what he really is: A lowlife underworld thug who has enriched himself off the backs of other's misery...

Peace...

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Monday 18th January 2010 at 1.10pm