A LEG TO STAND ON...

(begun Thursday 20th May at 3.25am..)

He'd dropped his kid off at Uni to go register... It took her hardly any time at all and she'd called for him to pick her up again, which he did..  On the short trip home she'd asked for ice-cream so he'd stopped there on the 45th Cutting corner at KFC for a few minutes before heading home to No. 16 to drop her off....
As he came into sight of his house a vehicle was backing smartly out of his driveway.. He admitted to briefly considering ramming the car, but instead he was forced to sit and watch as the thieves sped off with whatever loot they'd loaded up...*vomits...

He's realised at last that their movements are being monitored closely, and he questioned how they'd so obviously known he was on his way back to the house, and they were rushing to get out of there before he'd even appeared round the corner...  That would be the 'invisible' cameras up at 45th Crumb?  Handy little buggers hey?   A simple exercise for Nayager and his Monkey to pick up the calls made to the Good Man's cellphone and to track his movements every inch of the way... I guess when he was seen stopped at KFC was about when either Nayager or Balliram hastily rang Chris/the thieves  and told them to get out of there fast...
They'd even dropped a VCR in the driveway in their haste ....

Was crossed-eyed Chris next door at No. 14 in on it this time?  The old lady who lived at Bernie's house before them, years back before she died, used to watch his comings and goings and we'd made up our minds he was the street plant/snitch and OWNED by the Rotten Apples.... Nothing's changed that's for sure...
The Good Man said that Chris was in the front garden using the noisy machine (weed whacker? Lawnmower?) as the drama unfolded, and when asked he'd said he hadn't heard or seen a thing, and neither had the usually reliable killer dog Purdey made a sound....

They wouldn't would they, with all that racket he was making..*winks... Nobody had heard the house alarm go off either, except for No. 18's wekker who'd said that he'd been outside and heard the bang as they broke in and only then did he hear the alarm...
I suggested to No. 16 that he needed to crank up his alarm siren smartly and get a recognizably different sounding claxon to the standard one... Then maybe the Pensioners would at least hear it and could shuffle into some sort of action...

See, if it wasn't for the Good Man stopping at KFC, I may have thought that young Chris was operating on his own under orders to assist the thieves... As it is, I'd say the only part he'd played was to ensure the machine made enough noise that the dog didn't hear the breakin and alert Missus Bernie directly across the road....
How'm I doing there Laz?  Nailed it again?
SAPF Sydenham took over an hour to respond and had finally said they'd only had 2 vans on the road, which were tied up with some other messy business at the time... The remaining vans had been parked at some function up at the Hall?   Lovely!
A while later he'd been lucky and seen the ADT patrol car as it went by his home, just in time to run out and stop the driver..
When he'd asked why he was driving PAST and not responding to the alarm, the driver had replied that the call-out was for No. 6...*chokes....
No. 6 is of course Balliram's home... (I was home and can attest to the fact that the Cracker's alarm never went off..)
Is that how it's being run?   If a house alarm activates in the area it shows up at ADT as emanating from our Network Admin's home?  They then phone him and he tells them the real address of whichever victim they've set up?  A seriously oops moment?  I've said it before...
Nayager and Balliram between them appear determined to reveal the shifty workings of the Project to the entire world.... *cackles...

Hitting No. 16 repeatedly is actually a classic example of just how easy the Project's technology has made it for criminals like Nayager to orchestrate crime..*shrugs..
May I pre-empt the next steps taken by One-Eyed Jack and his obliging Cracker?  Hopefully No. 16 will invest in a couple of OUTDOOR alarms that can actually be heard by everyone.. Would you care to bet that once he's done this, they will give endless problems and go off randomly much as B.Snr's alarm has taken to doing lately?   All it will take is a small spike or two sent to the correct jackpoint and voila, the neighbourhood will collectively cringe at the results... *winks...
Are the victims angry enough yet?  Can I turn this to my advantage?  *waits...

It seems No. 18 are planning to install more lighting at the valley facing side of their property, despite that she said their electricity bill is already horrific... So I gave her Allen Spence's cell number and suggested she call him and say the new lights should be subsidised by his Department as they will aid the wireless signal nicely... *grins..
Otherwise?  Balliram has now set up a regularly timed interference on our landline that kicks in every 40 or 50 seconds and briefly blocks the conversation... B.Snr. says he has a similar problem....
I tried to reach young Dhevan Pillay over at Telkom Overport yesterday, to ask whether there was any point in logging a fault at the Official number.. It seems he's off on vacation...

Does the Strategist still deny that our lines have been given over to the Corrupt deliberately?  *curious.. Does he avoid your gaze when answering, and say he knows nothing of how the Project is being run down this end... Sies Jannie!
You've made it your business to get involved, and you of all people know that I've spoken the truth all along... Balliram simply refuses to stop the nonsense on our phones and you can't make him.... If he tries the whining 'there must be a genuine fault on the line' you may slap him down immediately for the Liar he is...
If we ever defaulted on paying our Telkom account you might just have a leg to stand on.  As it is, it can only be classified as criminal behaviour and underlines my allegations that all along you and your Superiors have knowingly hired Crooks to run the Project... *vomits..
Too harsh?  It's the bloody truth and you know it!

I see that at some point I lost my Grandma status over at mybroadband.co.za and I'm back to the nonsensical Grandmaster title... If it made an op feel better, albeit briefly, then no worries dudes.... *smiles...
I also opened my Profile page after a long absence to find that I'd been visited by the serial repeat-poster Klos..*curtseys...  That little ploy may have worked had I checked the page regularly.. As it is, it fell sadly flat..*laughing.. I see my other friend the wizard is backing the Beast's minion to the hilt, causing me merely a slight twinge of amused sympathy...

From where I'm sitting experiencing the many weird symptoms resulting from our Controllers 'special' attentions, I can only blink at the closed-minded attitude of these young and articulate members....
Like the Game Wrecker himself, if it hasn't happened to you, it just doesn't exist and isn't possible...*falls over choking..
He has his moments though, and has finally conceded that I'm electro-magnetic sensitive, after reading a report that fitted neatly and undeniably with all the symptoms I've grizzled about the past few years....
Trouble is, he just accepts this and doesn't spend so much as a second wondering how it came about...
He is in fact such a perfect candidate for the Project, I've often joked in the past that he deserves a retainer from Balliram himself...*screams...
The dear fellow questions nothing, and happily writes off so much that is fascinating as merely weird coincidence...
Despite that Balliram has literally cost him thousands in damaged electricals over the years (*An error occurred in saving and young Cola just hurtled into the lounge.... Balliram is on the move or merely opened his gates enough to allow the little dog to do a runner?), he simply can't get his head around the concept that anyone could be that deliberately malicious...*grins..
But of course it takes one to know one, does it not el Monstro?  *winks...

The red people carrier hasn't reappeared in ages, though it's possible it comes in after dark to manage the runoff across the valley.. I've not seen any more smoke from the campfire at the foot of the little bluff either... A satisfactory work-around has been found?
It's been a few weeks since the last river ran down the Crescent and even longer since our last powercut.. Tempting fate?  No.  These things will inevitably re-occur whether I mention them or not... *sighs..
The losses caused by the huge amount of additional lights needed to promote the signal must be recouped, hence the blackouts across the land...
The water runoffs?  Something to do with pressure build-up that has to be avoided at all costs?  Your guess is as good as mine....

Have I finally got the Sales Pitch correct?  That recruits have been told when the old man croaks (as he surely will), darkness and murderous chaos will cover the land?
That the Beast's minions have uncovered several plots, the scenarios of which contain enough violence to curl your hair?
How fortuitous then that one so vocal as the Porker has arrived in time to confirm those fears... Leap aboard the Project folks, for it's truly the only thing that will save you when this predicted backlash finally arrives?   The story will vary slightly depending on the gullibility/cynicism of the listener, but by the time the Salesman is done, even the most hardened sceptic among you will scramble to join the Information Theft Project and will happily festoon their homes with the added lights needed to boost the signal....*coughs...
Am I about to protest that this lurid Sales pitch is a total fabrication?  This is Africa FFS, and anything can happen..

It's not a bad idea at that, to have the means in place for the vulnerable to comunicate, just in case... My continuing shrieks remain at the employment of the seriously Wicked, to run what is doubtless being touted as a Life-saving solution to your otherwise inevitable demise...

Your precious Project has proven, and will prove to be far more deadly than the hordes you insist will rise upon Mandela's demise..
Cut the bullshit Jannie, and go back to the farking drawing board before it's too  late..
You still find me amusing?  Cool beans dude!  Then get these a/holes down here locked up and be quick about it... *waves...

Peace..

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Friday 21st May 2010 at 10.56am...