Wednesday, June 02, 2010

THINGS LEFT UNSAID...

(begun Wednesday 2nd June at 6.00am...)
Double-whammy anyone? I fancy some time off, so chow on this to keep you going... 

I see my Good Neighbour's lounge light is on.  He was always an early riser.. Which of you was it that finally invited him to join the local Wireless Network?
All those stealthy enhancements added to his property without his knowledge and still you dragged your heels? What was the problem?  Too devout?  Too genuinely good?   Yeah, I'm aware that he found me odd and even disturbingly at one point, aligned me to the likes of Adrian Kingsley, part-time employee of the Rotten Apples, habitual user and local grafitti artiste extraordinaire.... *cackles... Whatever...

Once they'd been sold the idea that I was no more than a gossiping busybody, I guess the invitation was made to join the WUG?  The frantic hacking down of branches and adding of suitable lights ensued and Bob's your Uncle, my Good Neighbour can now play endless Scrabble tournaments for free...! *claps...
Actually it's not really free though, is it?  There may well be shocking hidden costs that come to light years down the line?  Is there a link to Barrie Trower's interview in the fine print of the WUG contract he willingly signed?
No?  So he's not aware that there's a possibility 12 year old females are more susceptible than most to excessive microwave emissions?  Maybe it would be kinder to point him to the link and to all of Karl Muller's posts on the subject and let him make up his own mind?

Once he's read them all, you can wade on in and attempt to rubbish all the claims made, including what happened at Craigavon?  I guess I'd be a lot more comfortable if I thought he was aware of the risks he's exposing his little family to?  Come - drag him away from his online games and point him here to me, or should I put a printout of this blog in his box?  Can do...*teeth...
Link him to Karl Muller's posts on mybroadband.co.za and to Barrie Trower's interview on Radio 702 and not I add, to a carefully edited version of either...

Let the guy read the whole darn lot and think about it while he goes about his daily business...
If he continues to believe there's no risk of heavy costs down the line, so be it... *waves.. I've really only got the physical effects this has had on B.Snr, Sue the Book, Penny and myself to go on...
Maybe you can persuade him that that was a one-off error that happened back when the mast over in Barnard Road was being  'adjusted'?  Maybe you can persuade him that the Network Admin for this WUG is a good, clean-living and honest citizen, and not answerable to the local Druglord?

I'm sure he'll be easily convinced that his home is not VOIPED and his private conversations listened to by a perverted ex-Station Head and his IT Security Specialist (the aforementioned WUG Network Admin.). *winks..

Does Missus Good Neighbour have a clue how much is at stake here?  Does she know the REAL reason for trashing me and everything I say?  Is she aware that the orphanage at St. Theresa's is rigged up as a wireless base-station with powerful signal enhancing lights being run from INSIDE the toddlers dormitories?
Was my Good Neighbour informed on sign-up that the Network Admin at No.6 has control over the powerlines?  Did he then ask whether Balliram is a qualified electrical engineer, or was he told that any Monkey can run the computerised power system these days, so no worries Bruce?

Strange how the last time I suggested to him that he might have been enticed to join the Big Brother Project he'd replied 'No, nothing like that...'  Almost as if a huge amount of detail had been left out when he'd been sold the idea of the WUG...*sniffs the air...

We want the best for the children, says the Director, as billions are poured into the 4-phase development at St Theresa's, by the National Lottery... Why then should you have to resort to begging for donations for the children themselves?  How are the increased levels of EMF going to benefit them?
Will you reply that the emissions are monitored regularly by a qualified Electrical Engineer who has all the technology required stored on his roof at 89 Hugo Road? How often is the Engineer out of town and away from his post?  *interested...

If my Good Neighbour doesn't smell the rot on the wind at this point, he's not as sharp as I thought him to be, and that's a fact...
How many other innocents are being conned into joining a Wireless Network, totally oblivious to the upgraded access to their homes that this gives the Corrupt?  The staunch Reservoir Hills CPF Member who said her husband had been told how to hack into their neighbour's PC and that they regularly received orders on which lights to run and when.... All this to belong to an innocent WUG?   *falls on over... Not a word of the Wireless Network must be breathed to a soul or it will be shut down?  As effing simple as that?  *chokes..

LATER at 9.50am..

In my arrogance I wonder which of my allegations if any, have caused problems for the Damage Controllers... The minute cameras installed on all the streetlight poles just waiting for a cherry-picker to come along and activate them, and then easily accessible via a typed in pole code number? Maybe.. But I'll stick with the astonishing VOICE options that this new technology allows, to invade the sanctity of your home.. One giant leap for those put in charge of this massive operation and that would include Druglords, Crooked cops and Crackers...

I called B.Snr. on the landline earlier and it just rang and rang.. No disembodied voice said to leave a message even.. I let it ring and picked up my cell and dialled Missus B.Snr who answered right away on her cellphone... The darned landline is dead again said she, and it was working just last night..
I call B. Snr every Wednesday at about the same time to ask that he meet me at the gates for the dog's food.. The Creep's car is still on his driveway, partially hidden by the now carefully untrimmed shrubbery..*winks..
You have to know he's blocking B. Snr's landline to amuse himself... *gags..
No Jannie, enough with the muttered false accusations crap... Eks mos nou gatvol!  If he's forced to leave our lines alone, he starts in on B.Snr. or Sue the Book.. Even you must be able to read this Idiot like a book by now..
Another thing - Someone trying to start a WUG up on the outskirts of Rosetta in the Midlands, where my kid lives?  Spit it out there lad!  Don't be shy!   That's the second blackout she's had within a few days and she saw the wekkers up a pole nearby yesterday.
May I suggest you follow this up promptly and see to it my kid is left alone, or my claims of a web of corruption will be further validated... Or not...*shrugs...

It no longer matters that I've no proof, for I've cast so much genuine Reasonable Doubt upon this sorry mess that even the lagging fence-sitters must have finally woken up...
Hal? Yo!  You sit so silent always, like you're waiting for something?
I trod warily round your Rodent query did I not?  But in truth, if he is your local WUG Network Admin how can he not be aware of being linked to the local copshop?
How can he not be aware of the VOIPING abilities to your home and the wireless fixed line lookalike which so many will have had installed without their knowledge?   Did I misjudge him as honest but unenlightened?  Did she join at pretty much the same time you did?  Laying her every move and word wide open for monitoring?

It's a wondrous thing hey?  The by-invite-only system will keep the rabble out but make them dead easy to invade anyways...*grins...
Donald?  You're the Network Admin over your way?  *looks at skydog... See now, I had you pegged for straight-as-a-die... Wrong again?   I confess I have a problem thinking anyone could match the downright criminal character living next door..
OTOH you chaps have maintained a stoney silence for way too long, despite the overwhelming evidence that there's treachery at the crossroads...
Another monumental gaffe and poor judgement on your parts?  Jees, Louis!  I'd be the first to admit that when I was initially wired up I freaked out and gibbered only in tardish Toadese!   It was due to extenuating circumstances dudes! *roffels..
I guess I'm doing a bit better in the comms. department these days?  A long way off coherent, clear and concise ja, but I figure you get my drift more often than not?
Have you turned the act of lying to yourselves into an art form?  No?  Then whereTF are you, if not utterly appalled by how neatly you've been conned?

Hands up how many of your ears did Janneman whisper into of Telkoms vast fibre network and the wireless fixed line lookalike?  How many of you still regard Colin P. Balliram as a pioneer in the field of absolute control and monitoring and still bow before his superior skills?  And how many of you finally see him for what he really is?

As a businessman the local WUG is a godsend and saves you thousands?  Sure it does, but are you aware of exactly how vulnerable it's made you?  You've got the skills to keep the bastards out of your PC.. Out of your home is another story altogether..
The combined use of invisible cameras, cellphones and masts has had No. 16 hit 4 times in a row with ease.. He's just spent thousands on upgrading his alarm system since then, and what does he get?  Spikes sent to set it off on false alarms..
Time I had a word with Mr. King, Balliram?  You'd best look lively if you want to get your word in first... I see you've hooked the arm back on your gate, and was impressed to note that there were no visible dips to our system as a result...
You're familiar with the words COOKED?  GOOSE?  YOUR?  Goodo...

Peace..

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Wednesday 2nd June 2010 at 2.36pm.