SUCKERS FTW....?
(begun Friday 17th December at 6.35am..)
I dare say the Keeper of the Toad is now forced to employ desperate means to reassure his Fanbois that he’s still in charge, hence the peurile spikes being sent to our power supply…
It's doubtful he realises that in doing so, he’s finally, and irrevocably, knocked me from top spot as Laughing Stock of the Interwebz….*snorts…
May I remind him that despite ALL the cards being stacked in his favour, nothing can detract from the fact that he ain't half the Cracker I thought he was?
A grubby, but (to Earl at least) vital cog, necessary to enslave the Zone and beyond.. If you yourself don’t feel let down by my revelations on Bali, then your standards need some serious revision.. The question of why ANY community deserves to be put under the management of a Serial Sex Offender, coupled with an insecure and dangerously unstable Area Controller, should be causing you sleepless nights…
The favours done for you, and the increased business sent your way, go a long way towards helping you ignore the obvious? Besides, lifting so much as an eyebrow at his childish performances, could take the gilt off YOUR gingerbread with blinding speed….
I went to bed last night, and didn’t have long to wait before Himself hauled out his remote and struggled to reset his system.. Several chirrups later, (and I do believe he set an alarm off as well), and we were safely settled into nighttime mode..*grins..
Does Missus C bury her pretty head in a book and pretend she is unaware of her spouse's sick obsession? Does she know that when he uses the remote at that hour, it's because I've just switched my bedside light off and settled down for the night? Would she like me to text her at that point, that she may watch Bali struggle with his impatience before adjusting his controls? Ooops! Hang on! Our Area Controller doubles as our Fixed-line and cellphone manager as well, so such a text would be unlikely to reach it's destination…*coughs…
Has Tamara lost patience with the clearly corrupt games her SO indulges in, and no longer even attempts to be the voice of reason? *nods… You'll recall I'd gotten a tad anxious about her mama’s whereabouts, and was delighted to hear her calling and hooting for the kids a while back.. I loved how she’d told me so earnestly that her daughter was a good girl, though I'd figured that out for myself a long time ago…
The one-time Used-Car Salesperson does the very best she can, with the dodgy material she's forced to work with… I can't say fairer than that, now can I? *winks at the Sweeper…
It's now 7.05am, and the GW has just tottered out of bed.. Within minutes, Secret Agent Fairly Useless chirrups his remote hastily, on the offchance that the Pensioners will strike up a scintillating and rewarding conversation…*falls over choking…. Something, anything, that he can use, in his burning desire to achieve the ongoing payback he feels he deserves…
You need me to spell it out for you?
OK. Let's say I wake up, and one of my many fillings has fallen out, and I need to visit a dentist.
It will be our Master's pleasure to try his damndest to see the visit is made more than just unpleasant.. A few phonecalls to a handy hygenist or dental nurse by a Mob member, may quite possibly lead to me experiencing rather more than just the standard discomfort… *winks…
I've always been able to put myself on both sides of the fence, and see the bigger picture, and have never deluded myself as to the far-reaching capabilities of the Mob..*grins..
Then again – It's not me the Fool is trying to impress, but you, and I'm betting there's a large and mindless contingent out there who are absolutely AWED by Bali’s web of connections… *snorts with mirth… If, OTOH, I have to take a few, for those that have escaped the brainwashing, then it's well worth it…
The few that are hopefully repulsed by the bullying and criminal methods employed by both our Area Controller and his Superior in an ongoing effort to intimidate me… *beams…
With every new ploy he comes up with, to unsettle and dismay us, he reveals just how insecure and vicious he really is…
Never before in the history of his bullying career, has he had less success, than with this loud-mouthed Simpleton…
In the beginning you would have happily endorsed his assertion that I was simply too thick to get it… *cackles…And so I was… Now? I grew a brain? Pfft…. Not bloody likely! No man – all I did was give him plenty of rope, and he did the rest himself, poor sad bastard….
He’s not finished with me yet. Not by a long shot.. But hey- someone's got to take it for the Team of Good Guys, and I guess that would be me… Watch and learn, to see what your life might well be like, under the immediate rule of the Lawless, and make sure you don’t utter a sound…
The most important thing to remember is that our Area Controller is in no way unique…
He is one of an ever-growing army of skewed thinkers, who see their IT skillz as raising them way above the heaving masses…That their own perceived genius entitles them to bully and victimise the less-than-bright, without so much as a hint of conscience… *waves cheerfully to the Pervert….
LATER at 10.45am..
I've just had to scuttle to put the washing under the eaves, as the weather’s closed in again, and it's begun a steady drizzle…
I pulled back into our garage just after 9am to hear the little dogs going nutz down by the valley wall.. Monkeys? Turned out it was our old friend Telkom, and by the time I'd sorted myself out, he was up Freddie's pole in the valley.. I'm betting he'd been up ours quite smartly, just before I arrived home… *winks… He didn’t mind being seen at all, and returned my greeting as he loaded the ladder back on his van HERE. A favour for Balliram perchance?
To complete the fabrication that the problem with our power supply included an innocent glitch to the system? *laughs hysterically….
Oh please! Our two outdoor lights were as steady as a rock when I looked before 4am.. so, unless the droogs had been up our streetlight to replace a fuse in all that rain overnight (unlikely), the problem was always coming from our Area Controller, and for some reason he’s temporarily tired of it….
I'm vastly entertained by the pains taken to have me continue to appear unnecessarily paranoid…
It's mid-morning, but nonetheless THIS powerful signal enhancer gleams active behind the trees on the outbuilding at the mini base station.. One of several that’s output can slice through brick and mortar like a knife through butter? No looming electricity crisis over there, that’s for sure…
With our power supply ostensibly back to normal, what shall I bitch about next? Hmm…
How's about Flo’s Savings Account that she has with Nedbank, but that has since been moved to the Peoples Bank of Ithala? (Victoria St. Branch).
I asked her when she came to get her pension this morning, to give the GW her bank details, that he may pay the money in each month, to save her the long trip from Amaoti…
She dutifully fished out a new-looking, but very old-fashioned style Savings Book, with a slip made out to one Yezi.. Flo’s name is VEZI FFS!!! *snarls….
The GW explained to her that she would now have to sort that error out quite smartly, or possibly lose her money.. Who’s the Manager at the Victoria Street Branch of Ithala and how many other naïve clients have been shafted so easily? An honest error? I don’t effing think so… *gags…
Saturday 18th December at 4.35am..
By now it should be pretty obvious that it's not so much the Cellmasts that are a danger to mankind, but the Controllers behind the output… I love my brick, and still tend to regard it as some sort of magic, though I use it mainly for text messaging, and seldom speak on it for any length of time…
I spent the early part of yesterday evening experiencing some fairly savage earache, that eventually settled into a steady ache in my fillings.. *impressed.. Not life-threatening, and the very least that I deserved, hey Bali? *spews....
We were enjoying the Graham Norton Show when our Area Controller sent the first spike to Kasim’s house alarm.. By 10pm, it was on it's third full course when I rang Dilshaad.. This time I wasn’t treated to the fatuous MTN Network voice message, and she picked up… She said she'd already had a call from their Security Company, so that answers one of my questions…
I said that as Kasim now had ‘people’ staying in an outhouse at No. 2, to keep an eye on things, could they not disconnect the alarm.. They’ve already done that to the outside, she said..
No. 4 are bearing the brunt of the racket said I, to which (I kid you NOT!) she replied, ‘they haven't complained’… falls over shrieking… I left it, and instead sent a text to my ex-Vice Chair to update her..shrugs..
Needless to say, Chickenshyte decided against further spikes, but I can promise him that I intend giving his genius credit where it's due in this regard…
The more the Community are made aware of this BRILLIANT young fellow sitting among them, who has direct access to their homes and private lives, the more admired and feted will be the glorious Big Brother Project… That Einstein answers to the only Druglord here in the Zone that made it to the Bigtime, will I'm sure, be the cherry on the top..
That Bali’s immediate Superior has been confirmed to be sitting at the right hand of Mo Shaik, our Head of Intelligence, should ensure that our Area Controller is regarded with the deference and awe he considers his due…
Anyone noticed that on the odd occasion I'm starting to sound like I know what I'm talking about? *teeth.. That I've developed a certain confidence in my conversations regarding Area Controllers, WUGS and the like? (H20?)
Are you agreed then, that I'm sufficiently qualified to head out and give Colin P Balliram rather more than just the incoherent accolades I come up with here on my blog? *speaks to those privy to my recorded telephone conversations…
Tellus Ian – Do YOU control the output from the glorious array of outdoor lighting that decorates your property, or is that taken care of by an Area Controller known to you? Someone you trust, that in your opinion has NO links to any druglords or the local mafia? Have you fallen into the trap of being so blinded by your own self-importance, that you refuse to see what's staring you in the face?
Being a Retard, does not make me the Enemy young man, and I'm all for a technological take-over of the world..*grins… I guess it's your continued acceptance of the downright criminal aspects of the Project that have me wondering whether you're not that far behind me in the Simpleton stakes.. Suckers FTW?
LATER at 12.16pm
I'm tacking this here on the end simply because I feel it's worthy of note.. On page 3 of today's Independent on Saturday (www.tios.co.za) you'll find Sutcliffe screaming blue murder.... The cause? Try www.durbanite.ning.com (www.durbanite.co.za) and if you give a toss, sign up. Pretty much the inside story on the games being played over at City Hall, and mighty interesting they are indeed.... H20 SE GAT!!!!!
Peace…
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Saturday 18th December 2010 at 12.20pm.
