..FOR DIFFERENT FOLKS..
(begun Monday 29th November at 9.10am..)
Has our all-powerful Druglord, Earl Michael Barnabas, already leapt aboard the whoonga-wheeled gravy-train? The latest nasty in what is probably a huge bouquet of banned substances, sold by his dedicated employees…? ARVs are needed to concoct this mind-altering mixture, and how simple it's going to be to set up thefts from storage depots and the like, using the Big Brother technology he owns…. *eyeroll..
Man, it's become all too easy, hey Earl? The more relaxed and self-confident you become, the more chance there is that you'll slip up…*fingers crossed… Geez – lookit what happened to your Monkey Nayager…*cackles… He acquired an overdose of the god-complex, and managed as a result, to publicly out his own perverted preferences… *spews…
What's your personal perversion Earl? No – don’t tell me, I guess I'd be sick to my stomach if I knew the answer.. The more power and riches you acquire, the harder it becomes to find things that genuinely turn you on?
Do you still enjoy being patched through to a clueless colleague's bedroom, to listen to what goes on in there after lights out, or do you prefer to arrange for a bit of violence, and have both cameras and audio-monitoring nearby, activated for your pleasure? Oh, come now Earl! The ten year make-over hasn’t change you at all, and you're still just a drug pusher from the Hood, whether you like it or not.. You're no different to the poor creatures who built your Empire and keep it running, though you’re way more expensively packaged… *winks…
I'm guessing you rarely touch liquor, and would sooner choke on your own vomit than use any of the lucrative substances that you flog, right? The amount of contempt you have for the users of your products is ludicrous, when you consider tis they who’ve made you what you are today…
Was your initial friendship with Schabir? A trusted source, to supply stuff for his larnie parties?
Man, I would kill to know the details…Just WHEN you were invited on board the Big Brother Project, and how much of the planning you were included in….
Who figured out the audio-monitoring angle? The option now available via the technology, to Voice your targets in their own homes? That’s a classic! Is there a patent on that miraculous bit of combined technology? Let's face it, planting actual bugging devices in and around a target's home or office, is SO yesterday's news, though doubtless still good for the odd giggle…
Can we – as I've suggested all along – lay claim to perfecting this particular aspect of the monitoring? Whoohoo! A proud moment, if that’s the case! *heaving…
The tests must have shown early on that there are some rather dodgy side-effects, experienced by the hand-picked LabRats who endure the unregulated wireless frequencies, but hey – that’s the fun side of all this scientific fol-de-rol, hey Earl?
Setting up the technology in areas that house Irritants, like myself, with the help of Allen Spence, was only a pleasure, and subsequently handing the reins to dysfunctional Monkeys to operate, was even more rewarding…*grins…
Do you and Agliotti Tweet each other in some sort of code, as you vie to outdo one another with tales of how your IT Lackeys employ the technology as payback? *bolt-eyed… How many of the revealed-to-be-corrupt ruling party officials were deliberately set up? No really… Do you keep a wall-chart filled with the names of Government officials which you and your colleagues randomly jab at, and then sic your IT Monkeys onto at a later stage?
Find out everything about the chap.. Activate the monitoring in his home, his car, and his office, and if he's squeaky-clean, make him an offer he/she can't refuse, and before long the target will have a Leverage File all to themselves? Easy-peasey….
Godstruth! No wonder you're all totally power-drunk.. It's like a gigantic Game you play, as you move people around the board, is it not?
Where is Jannie van Zyl, and who does he ultimately answer to? Certainly not the people whose names are officially given as heading Telkom. No, who does he really bow down to, at the end of the day, as the Mastermind behind this vast undertaking? *looks at the Strategist…
*It's now 10.00am and suddenly my ears are crushed in a vice, and I yawn and swallow to no avail.. I check, only to find my Master's car is parked at the top of his drive, and another pulled in at the bottom.. Showoff time? The pressure eases, and the shrill frequency whine waivers for a second before settling down to a steady shriek…*
LATER at 12.20pm..
I've learned to be cheerful on the occasions our Master chooses to block me blatantly from blogger.com… I automatically make a note to read through my previous blog's scribbles, and to fantasize which of my garbled words served, on this occasion, to merit the mischief he makes… *grins..
I booted up just after 11am and went into gmail without a problem… Trying to hop over to blogger from there didn’t work, and the page refused to load…
I reset the modem and tried again, and eventually was given one of those naïve-looking notices saying Connection Disrupted and after that another saying DNS Error. Temporary Network Problem, try again later… Sho Massa – Anything you say Massa…. *bows and scrapes…. I guess the funniest was the little Area Connection 2 window that popped up and sat glaring balefully at me, instead of disappearing as it usually does, the whole time I struggled… *laughing…
It's obviously inconceivable to Einstein that I regard him as a joke, no matter what methods he employs to remind me of his Ownership… The poor fellow will NEVER amount to anything more than a Lackey for the Mob, and that’s a fact… *goes off snorting…
LATER at 4.05pm
I was busy in the lounge when our Controller knocked the telly screen off five minutes ago.. He’s really, really grumpy…*beams..
Tuesday 30th November at 4.20am..
My last entry was actually the start of a string of three telly screen blackouts… *grins.. Would he have you believe there was a problem with the Entertainment channel on DSTV? *chokes… It settled down after that and we had no further problems..*winks.. Another uneventful evening enjoying the goggle-box, then? Well no, not quite…
Weather conditions and temperature were much the same as the previous evening, and yet…. As I pointed out to the GW a couple of times, our vociferous saw-legged grasshopper remained absolutely silent…. How odd… The GW laughingly said it probably had a sore throat after it's noisy excitement the night before, but I would have to guess it just didn’t care for being blogged.. *grins…
Are the local Wuggers aware of the surveillance saturation? Have they been told that it's ultimately for their own safety and security? I can only really speak for Harris and Garbutt, and I guess it would be harder to verify on Abrey, due to the speed and volume of traffic…. Nonetheless, it would be interesting to know whether your Area Controller insists no such monitoring or outdoor devices exist….. Let those wuggers living on Abrey (Sparks) start paying attention to the after-dark nunus they take so for granted….
While it's possible this aspect of the technology is so far restricted to our two little roads and maybe Cullingworth and it's side-roads, I'd be most surprised were Abrey excluded… Many of the residents in that little stretch are VERY well-connected, and only a few are not…
My Vice-Chair for instance, is surrounded by the Blessed, and I would hazard his property contains an inordinate amount of noisy nocturnal nunus? If your trusted WUG Admin freely admits that these receivers/transmitters do indeed exist, then no worries…
If OTOH, he denies there are any such devices, as with the invisible cameras, it's time for you to prick up your ears and prove him a prevaricator…
When you pull in to your garage of an evening, listen for the welcoming chirrup or purr of what you would think was a cricket or grasshopper… As you climb the stairs to your home, is there another? When you step outside of your back door, yet another noisy little bugger wakes up and calls to you?
You find the subject matter boring, and yet you really shouldn’t…
If you do indeed wake from your coma to find that you have these little ‘beasts’ dotted in and around your property, and that they continue to call from the identical spot after a month has passed, you have to know that it ain't no ordinary critter that lives nearby, but an early-warning system that may or may not alert your local Monitor… Would the realisation that such devices existed, give you a warm, fuzzy feeling of security? Would it fool you into thinking that the wondrous BB technology is merely guarding you and yours from harm? *falls over choking…
Bear in mind that our Mo Shaik has seen fit to allow the likes of the convicted Sex Offender to retain access to the technology, and ask yourselves just how bloody safe you really are… Your neighbour was hijacked at his gate recently, and yet the cops only arrived hours later? Your Area Controller insists he was busy elsewhere at the time, and saw nothing on his screen? FFS! How can you be sure it wasn’t your Area Controller that alerted the hijackers to your neighbour's imminent arrival home? That they weren't being tracked via their cellphones, and that once the ‘crickets’ announced their arrival, it was all systems go for the nearby hijackers?
The BB agenda includes the total destabilization of the country to soften the population into accepting the monitoring, and it's working brilliantly… While the transmitter/receiver devices dotted about your property could indeed by used to ensure your safety, they are currently being used for quite another purpose…
Why were the police not there in time to prevent Freddie's valuables being nicked from No. 12? Why have they not caught the thieves that repeatedly access the Good Man’s property at No. 16? The usual defensive cry of not enough Monitors won't cut it..If you've time to enjoy the freebies at Yirrol's you've time to watch the screens... *shrugs...
If our Area Controller has the time to watch my every move, (and he most certainly does), you must ask yourselves why he ‘misses’ seeing these breakins nearby… You’ve been set up folks…
Balliram treats me with tolerance and kindness, as a well-meaning, if somewhat demented old fart? Does he hell! Shortly after lights out last night, I was treated to a savage reminder of his frequency manipulation skills, as he went through his repertoire… *yawns and shrugs… Peace julle..
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Tuesday 30th November 2010 at 10.50am…
