MUM'S THE WORD....

(begun Wednesday 12th January at 3.40am..)

*I struggle to keep up with my own words, as they fall over themselves to be heard... An early start then, or I shall soon be swamped by my own rhetoric.....*

It's only a couple of centuries back that I would've probably been burned at the stake, but right now, with all the magic that's filling the airwaves, witches and wizards are a dime a dozen....*winks..

Did he rush home after the Meeting and fill in his bristling, indignant wife with the details of my impassioned little speech? You betcha! *falls over laughing... Where does she work? One of the many institutions now groaning under the weight of the Info Theft Project's technology? Either that, or is she possibly related to one of the characters that people this blog? *winks...
Shush now N - try and keep your cool and look at it from my perspective if you can... I'm after all, not trapped by having signed some Official Secrets Act form, and therefore can stand for the faceless masses, the idiot sheep if you will.... Not the many fatcats who greedily slurp up the rewards tossed to them by the ShaikBoyz and their Manager, Earl Michael Barnabas....

I care about those such as your sturdy young son, and wonder how long before HIS values become skewed and he too is persuaded that eavesdropping is a fine art to practise... I care that so many pleasant people have so easily been persuaded to participate knowingly in something so wrong... *shrugs...

If Police Commissioner Ngobeni were to achieve justice for the sexually harrassed policewomen trainees, and for the attempted murder of Supt. Mnogmezulu, how long would it be before she too lost her position? Retribution is mine sayeth the would-be Messiah? *looks at Schabir keenly.... You consider Cele a pushover? We shall have to wait and see.... *grins..

Do you still feel you're getting your money's worth here Jannie? As this Fall-guy and idiot of the decade struggles to keep afloat?

LATER at 6.00am...

I forget what time it was that he came calling at our gate yesterday. I went up and shook his hand, and he asked if I would use my key to let him in to No. 10 to check their electricity meter. I burst out laughing and asked how he'd known I had a key... He just smiled and asked if I wanted to check his ID. No need, I'd replied, for he wore the now familiar red trousers of E.S. Electrical, one of a myriad contract companies created by Allen Spence and his Superiors to further muddy the waters, along with the use of rental vehicles to ferry these wekkers to their destinations... *winks...
Did I let him in next door? You're kidding me, right?

Besides, it's simple enough for the Surveillance Specialist, Peter Williams, to call young Brian if he wishes to access the property at No. 10. Brian, who was squatting with his co-wekkers up at the empty tennis court clubhouse... Yep, the same guy that has a way with even the noisiest of dogs and who's acrobatic skills allow him stealthy access to nearly all the properties in the Zone..*blinks...
My Master will judiciously de-activate any bothersome alarms remotely, to assist with these clandestine visits. I'm betting young Brian slithers about regularly, placing the noisy little transmitter/receivers strategically, while being directed on his cellphone by Colin Balliram... *sighs...
My word Mo, you've picked yourself a fine bunch of clowns down here.... Oops! I forgot! You left it to Schabir, and look what we have as a result... *sags...

LATER at 6.30am..

Judging from the stunned and silent reaction to my questions regarding the Muni's Wireless/Broadband Networking System, put to our Motherbody Exec. Committee on Monday night, more than a few members have most certainly been persuaded to sign some sort of bogus Official Secrets Act.... *falls over frothing...
I say bogus, for anything involving the antics of der Kommissar and Colin Balliram surely can't be taken seriously? *bolt-eyed... Should I approach Hatman and request that he reassure you there won't be repurcussions should you choose to come forward and discuss the Project freely? Despite the fine print saying you will be annihilated forthwith should you renege on your oath? *laughing...

How can I take this seriously when the purported Intelligencia allow these buffoons to run the show? Tweedledumb and his Lackey are confident that Mo will bail them out as they sit holding hands and chanting their sticks and stones mantra... *roffels...
Can YOU predict the outcome of this titanic Mexican standoff that surely must be going on in the background? The impasse arrived at, through too much power given to downright criminals? I haven't a clue quite frankly, but it makes for fascinating theatre does it not? *applauds and absent-mindedly hits Send again... Incoming Mindmail Missus C! *waves...

In true Pollyanna style, I tell myself how fortunate oppie ou einde that I wasn't one of the Chosen to sign my voice away forever.... Hopefully, I've rendered the value of those bits of paper to less than that of the shiny Jeyes squares that hung on a nail in your outhouse in bygone days... *falls over...
The horrified stares and silence that met my delivery on Monday endorsed what I knew already...
My sterling Vice- Chair was the first to recover, and I confess to rewarding her with a Judas-like peck on the cheek, more for her nerve in the face of adversity than anything else...*salutes... The Secretary hastily and gratefully followed her lead, while the rest had lost their power of speech totally..
Could it be that only those two are Chosen? I feel that's not the case, and will enjoy finding out quite soon... *winks and waves to the Bear...

LATER at 10.55am...

Has the Whisperer suggested yet that I be told to shut my face, or is he still unaware of my existence? It's getting just a tad awkward isn't it Earl? You and your cretinous sycophants saw to it that I acquired a dedicated following, albeit a savagely cruel one... Any regrets yet bru? *grins...
Does it actually state in the Spy Manual that you may punish your test dummies via their power supplies at will, or was that just a novel perk added by der Kommissar and Balliram themselves?

I published What The Cat Dragged In at 10.23am and logged off to phone my kid, as she'd asked me to, via an sms... I got the dial tone and hit speed dial on the electric phone and was met with silence... I tried again, and then moved to the other phone, and that time was not even given a dial tone.... *teeth... Unplug and reset to no avail.... It had been working just fine earlier, and I'd made several calls already...
I ended up calling her from my cellphone. All money in the Telkom coffers one way or another hey Jannie? *pukes...

Clearly our Controller wishes to demonstrate his displeasure.. With what? He never once mentioned MY real name out there on the web and would rather I'd not used his wife's name? *finger....
He doesn't care for my ongoing experiment using Mindmail? *falls on over... Despite the deliberate negligence and often downright cruelty, that little dog was loyal to a T. Much as the Sweeper is to you, you undeserving OAF!!!!

Thursday 14th January at 3.55am..

Orange Farm and Soweto are to be the first lit up for the BWired Project? Lit up?!! OMG! Wouldn't it be great if the Gauteng PTB were approaching the Info Theft Project openly? Wiring up the troublesome masses to reassure * ahhhhh... I just lost the connection to blogger.com . Have I hit on a touchy subject here Bali? *
their more affluent Chosen that the hordes will be monitored and controlled? Mo? Is that how it's being sold up there? *fascinated...
I don't believe for one minute that these townships will be the FIRST to be rigged up with the Big Brother technology. I'm betting the city and suburbs are already saturated.
B.Snr. told me only yesterday that the home he stayed in over the weekend in Roodepoort had constantly flickering lights and diggers outside in the streets.... *shrugs...

Karl Muller has been silent for some time, and I choose to believe it's because he's finally investigating the bloody SE's that obsess me so... Lit up?! As simple as that? Have I been right all along when I claimed so long ago that the Chosen have all signed some sort of Official Secrets Act ensuring their silence?

I give an involuntary snort of laughter at Mo's cunning plan and how easy it's been to implement... Once the suckers had signed on the dotted line they were pretty much isolated by their fear of legal retribution..
Lenny? You signed FFS? What were you thinking?! OMF! You've been stitched up mate! Or did you always know that the Druglord, wearing his new and squeaky-clean disguise, was to run the Info Theft Project from the shadows, via his Lackey at Dodge City? Knowing this, you still signed? I'm hoping you'd no idea that you gave der Kommissar access to YOUR home and YOUR privacy as a result... *sighs..
But mum's the word hey, or it's CR Swart for you and yours...*sighs.. Neatly done Mistuh Shaik...
Peace...

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Friday 15th January 2010 at 7.51am....