FROM NEW DELHI TO DARJEELING....

(begun Saturday 6th February at 6.45am..)

I watched in fascination as my big toe curled up and back till it resembled a turkish slipper... What's next?! *startled.... It was early yesterday evening when the GW suddenly exclaimed and dropped the newspaper... Cramp in his thumb FFS?! Like aged dancing monkeys we've both been subjected to a massive increase in cramps lately, as our home fairly tingles and hums with more electrical energy than ever before...
We leap about at odd hours of the day or night, for the most part without saying a word....
Disappointed o Captain of Immense Courage? Absolutely nothing to do with you or your *ahem* colleagues? *winks.. There are more ways to skin a cat than you'd believe these days....
Unless I write it here, Colin Balliram has little idea of how successful his efforts are, unless we speak of it out loud in our home... He's torn between needing my blog but not wanting it, if you get my drift... He's compelled to pick at this scab, but is afraid of the poison it reveals beneath....

The renewed finger-pointing and cries of Idiot are fully justified as I stagger about like a drunk, confused and utterly lost.. Always teetering on the brink, it takes very little to snap the thread that keeps me going...

My visit to the Labour Court on Thursday proved to be well worth it, as I'd watched der Kommissar's legal team earn the huge fee they are doubtless charging.. Who was it that saved the day for the Criminal Head of Dodge City in the end? Did anyone think to mention to the Captain with the lovely smile that his involvement (in a round-about sort of way) may just lead to his crooked Boss being re-instated at Sydenham Station? I've no way of knowing whether he'd be pleased at the news or not, for whose witness he is at this point is unknown...
See Daily News, Friday February 5th Page 2.

Anyways, I'd taken a bet with the journo that there would be a further delay in the proceedings and I was right... Judgement has been postponed again till next Tuesday *applauds...

Did the State Advocate have his own private agenda on Thursday? As he sat, constantly chewing and tipping back in his recliner chair, apparently totally disinterested in the proceedings? During one of the ten minute breaks, I'd spoken to Anand Nepaul and suggested that he and his Team might as well leave, as the State's Advocate was winning their case for them... *laughing..

We'd pointed this out to the Good Superintendent during a break and the guy had the balls to ask for permission to speak and to submit a document the State Advocate had said he couldn't find. It took courage to have done that, but it didn't help him at all, as good old Joe saw fit to sit on the letter until the very last minute...*sniffs the air...

As it stands at the moment it certainly looks like Tweedledumb is in with a chance and the Losing Team will retain their title...*grins... It's fascinating to speculate what will happen if and when he returns to his throne..
How will Salacious Crumb carry off the part he plays?
If he has been honest with you (*chokes) and he is NOT der Kommissar's man, he can't stay on at Dodge that's fosho...
If One-Eyed Jack is reinstated and his Communications Officer continues to work on the Hill, you couldn't ask for stronger proof of the farce that's being enacted for your benefit...
Lazzie and his current partner are going to have to practise their dance steps repeatedly if they're to avoid falling flat on their faces in the middle of a performance...*grins..

My Vice Chair called me early yesterday morning to see if I had our Head of the Crime Desks cell number, as she needed to contact him urgently. Alas I didn't have it, but instead I called Captain Subrathi who said he too didn't have the number *blinks... I then called the Charge Office and was fed the same story...
It seems our Head of Crime Desk, Supt. Ronnie Singh has been VERY careful about who has his contact number, and I'm astonished to find his own men can't get hold of him if needed..*winks...
A small error guys, but left to your own devices, the two of you may just do yourselves a mischief after all...*waves...

The Good Man up at No. 16 had also phoned yesterday morning to tell me that thieves had again managed to access his property overnight and had somehow stolen the sound system out of his vehicle without activating the alarm.
Again, all in full view of the cameras der Kommissar now admits are installed to watch the Crescent and surrounds..*belches...
You're really earning your keep at last hey Balliram?
Doing what you do best, directing these covert sorties onto innocent victim's properties... I doubt you can top your team's cutting of Sue the Book's gate chain and removal of her old car or her kid's motor bike, but you're going to give it your best shot right?

After all, the residents of the Zone must be shown what happens when der Kommissar is treated with disrespect not so? *grins.. He and his Mentor the Druglord have unleashed the dogs of war, and every area of the Zone is suffering as a result...
I guess it's going to get a lot worse as Bali, Nayager and Barnabas between them, utilise the power and technology they've been given, to attain their own crooked ends... *sighs...

Persistently stupid? What the hell do you expect, as I stand here in a pool of blood? You make crass judgement calls from your safe vantage point, buying all the crap that's being sold, without having a CLUE of what's really going on down here... *laughing..
If the story you've been fed is true, why then are der Kommissar and his Monkey Colin Balliram allowed to continue victimising the residents of the Zone? Why are these criminals not wearing the orange boiler suits as I write?
It's complicated? I rest my bloody case! You've allowed another good Cop to be taken down by YOUR stupidity in believing all the wheels within wheels crap you've been told...
You've already forgotten how swiftly Supt. Marillier was banished to outer Mongolia (Mariannhill) for his crime? The crime of being an HONEST policeman?

Jeez Potty old son, you want to get your ducks in a row before pointing fingers so irritably... Your crass remarks have the criminals in stitches, and I guess even the Strategist will be smiling again.... *waves... That was your intention?

Deja vu surfaces as I see the residents of Raftery Crescent are bitching about the constant water breaks in their road.. How these breaks are 'mended' repeatedly only to burst again... That would be right about where Barnabas purchased the last property we know of, and installed a tenant...*grins..

But you've got the situation under control haven't you? *roffels... Or has your attention been easily diverted to blame all the ANC members? Have you truly been persuaded that the Shaikboyz and Telkom will save the country? Or do members of the OldBoys Network whisper to you, that in tiny ways I'm undermining THEIR efforts? As if...! *snorts...

While I happily admit to my understandable confusion, you sit there complacently refusing to believe that you may just have been hoodwinked as well.. Impossible that one of such enormous intellect could be fooled? *falls over shrieking..

At about ten past 9 last night there came a sudden crash of noise from the direction of der Bunker.. It sounded for all the world as if our Network Admin had lost the plot and was throwing iron bars and stuff about in a rage... *yawns..
Nobby barked half-heartedly and then fell silent again.. Having a brief hissy fit there Bai? A girlish tantrum?

The GW waited yesterday for his new little chest freezer to be delivered... Finally, at 8.pm last night his phone rang and the delivery company asked whether they should bring it over now... *cackles.. It would have been a pity had the old freezer not still have been working, but as it is, it was a minor irritation... *shrugs..
Do I under-estimate the reach of you and your superiors grubby fingers? Nooit, Meneertjie!
May I remind you all at this point that the biggest error I ever made was in generalising that ALL the cops stationed up at Dodge City were crooked..
Back then I bought their AmDram Society's productions without question, and I fear that you have, despite your intellectual status, fallen foul of similar play-acting..

I have friends and acquaintences (sp) who are ANC and yet who are as horrified by the corruption revealed, as you are... You are being led by your noses up the garden path as easily as I ever was... *shrugs..
It's going to be a stinker today.. Take care, and work on the tolerance thing, however difficult I make it for you...*winks..

LATER at 2.00pm...

The little freezer eventually arrived after 1.00pm... I'd asked the Game lady earlier whether it was standard practise for their delivery guys to call customers at 8.00pm and offer to bring the thing despite the hour and she'd said no, it wasn't...
The lorry arrived manned by three guys, all from Chesterville.... Sharp and pleasant despite the appalling heat...
I got the impression the vehicle and it's load had spent the night in Isipingo for some reason, and they fell about laughing when I suggested the freezer may just have had an accessory or two added to it...
The delivery company they work for is owned by one Ivan Tabilan... (No, not taliban, *laughing..) He just happens to work at Westville Prison... Does he also own a small electronics business as well, perchance? *winks...
What a small world it really is hey - Correctional Services when you least expect them..*grins..

Peace..

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Saturday 6th February 2010 at 3.40pm.