WEARING THIN....
(begun Thursday 25th December at 7.45pm...)
*I booted up ok, and was on my google homepage, when I clicked on gmail.. I was blessed with a The Connection was Interrupted window. Hah! *
I was busy typing up a comment for Councillor Baig on the Ward 25 Group at www.durbanite.co.za, when our houselights suddenly went crazy..*teeth… A problem Balliram? It might pay you to think twice about messing with posts I make on that site. As you saw, Einstein, I followed it up swiftly with a text to the man himself, and will wait with interest to see what transpires… *winks..
Our lights have since stabilised, but appear to be running at their very lowest output, and for the second night in a row, I see the giant overhead Mothership is switched off, down by the Freeway.
An economy run? Surely those overheads are crucial for vehicles using Jan Smuts Highway? Far be it for me to question your judgement dear boy, but I find it odd that you run at least 3 of the six huge lights during so many daylight hours, and yet you sanctimoniously switch the whole thing off when it's most needed, after dark?
The penny dropped and I finally went and checked out the iBurst Forum at mybroadband this evening, where I found the resurrected iBurst Tower thread.. *red…
What an absolute pleasure to find the Rocket Scientist is back and firing on all cylinders! Twas a bit of a bummer to see that no mention at all was made of the Big Brother technology being the direct cause of the strange symptoms occurring near many of the masts, and I’m stumped as a result…
Is Karl Muller aware of the WUGS and the Area Controllers running the power circuits? He must be.. That there is some sort of computer program being handed to laymen across the country, enabling them to control the Wireless frequencies and power output? Has Professor Leonard Els been forced to sign a Secrecy clause?
Does he insist that he has no idea why so many people are being adversely affected by the masts rigged up with the BB technology? A sad day if this were so, for he would be lying through his teeth… *sighs..
Can Karl now be persuaded to move slightly away from cellphones and cancers, to the Human Rights violations being committed by the Big Brother operatives? To take an interest in the fact that so many state-aided institutions are being rigged up as mini base-stations for the giant wireless-based BB Project?
And yes – I went over and had a dekko at the www.mast-victims.org. site, where they invite you to tell your story.. I'm not tempted in the least bit… My convoluted tale stays here, in this dark secluded corner of blogger.com, where it belongs…
Friday 24th December at 4.20am…
Every now and then a mozzie whines past my ears as I sit here.. The birds are already calling out in the valley, and I guess it's going to be a warm one today…
Missus C and the kids appear to have disappeared, and wherever they are, I hope they're having fun.. Once you realise how glibly the Great Man himself lied to you all, over the mast, it's hoped that you will finally realise the extent of the prevarication used by the Courageous Couple over the years…
The constant ‘ but how can she say that, when he wasn’t even here’ jibes, that were and are, so often, downright porky pies…
The constant assertions made that the residents of the Craigavon Complex concocted a web of lies simply because they didn’t like the look of the mast, would be hilarious, if it didn’t demonstrate just how impossible it is to prove the weird side-effects being caused…
I'm betting there are Wuggers out there who’ve experienced rather more than just the casually tossed-aside cellmast tinnitis.. That were they to have mentioned their numb hands, and painful joints on the LAN, they would've been sat on hard and fast, and made to feel complete idiots, by the Pack…
I've not been woken in the night by the shocking burning-hand syndrome or the vicious cramps or even the stabbing joint pains for a while.. *curious.. Though I continue to be attacked viciously and randomly throughout my home, he appears to be displaying a modicum of caution… I forgot to ask whether Missus B.Snr’s situation has also improved dramatically, or whether she and Sue the Book continue to be the targets of our Area Controller's savage spite…
How would the gibbering synchronised hordes explain this remarkable change in our health? You can bet that my whinges were cheerfully ascribed to my great age and imagination, and nothing more.. As I've not recently imbibed some magical elixir of good health, there has to be another reason for the change, and I would have to go with Extreme Caution… *grins…
Hell, the Would-Be Spy is still very much present in our home, and continues to constantly give himself away.. His wireless operated nunus are activated earlier and earlier each day, as the unfortunate fellow teeters on the brink of going stir crazy!
It's been a difficult second half to the year, hey Bali? Allowing your many mafia-linked mates to come on in and have some fun, sort of backfired, did it not?
Roy Moodley of Royal Security notoriety, may yet come to regret being persuaded to buy Currie Motors for, not all publicity is after all, good publicity…*winks… Whether young Rajiv Narandas played any part, or had any knowledge of, the tampering with our VC’s vehicles, so soon after his job offer had been turned down, is unknown… But that aside, the fellow has certainly had some bad press.. Two charges of attempted murder at such a young age is not be be sneezed at….
Yup, you’ve demonstrated ably just how easily the Seriously Corrupt can now invade every aspect of a Target’s life… From their GP, to their Optician, to their Auto Repair shop…
Whilst impressive, it's been fairly predictable, and has resulted in Bali’s well-connected buddies appearing every bit as pathetically mean and vindictive as the poor chap himself… *grins..
If it was fear they wished to instil in me, alas, thick as they are, they must have realised they’ve failed… The one single achievement these sad goondaboys can lay claim to, is indisputable cowardice… Hooray!
LATER at 5.45am..
I was tidying the lounge ten minutes earlier, when Bali thumped carelessly in behind the telly…She’s gone on ahead with the family and he's said he'll join her later? Better safe than sorry, so he'll stick close to the old bat for as long as he can? Stick close for what? To further refute the truth?
With that larnie upgraded aircon replacing the old one, I'm betting the Lurker can hole up in the ChickenCoop for some time, without having to come up for air…
Have they fed you another story entirely? That they're ALL away for the holidays? Bullshit. That thump behind our TV is as good as our Controller's signature tune, and belongs to no-one else… *cackles…
I was, in my usual cretinous fashion, looking for a clever reason for the naming of the H20 scheme… and I guess that in reality, it's exactly what it says it is… The use of waterlines, be they sewage, stormwater, or what passes for tap water, to run the cabling to your homes and businesses..
Is Karl Muller aware of the deal struck between Telkom and Eskom? The fiber network already in place, that had everything to do with the crippling country-wide blackouts?
That each muni’s Electricity Department would have to see to it that huge sections of the City’s circuits would be safely shut down as the techs raced to fix the fiber to the streetlights? The power-cuts have little if anything to do with a depleted power supply, though this could eventually come to pass. Check out the recently upgraded lighting on the mini-base station that used to be St. Theresa’s orphanage, alone, to get an idea of how much extra power is needed to promote the wireless signal…*gags…
The poster in the iBurst Forum that remarked tersely that it's sink or swim time, is 100% correct.. Only the ThickSkins will survive the onslaught of radiation, as the output increases so dramatically day by day.. Who knows, but that I could've been around to witness this remarkable evolution.. As it is, with my natural defences fried to a crisp back in 2005, I'll be going down with the rest of the ThinSkins, in the not too distant future… *shrugs…
The small compromises our Area Controller has been forced to make, are just that… small… I've no doubt that by the time he and the Druglord are finished with me, I'll be happy to leave… *grins…
Meanwhile, I feel strangely optimistic today, despite the engineered horrors revealed in the daily press. Leon Chetty deserves a medal, and hopefully his efforts will be emulated country-wide, as Muni officials are finally forced to stand up and earn their bloated salaries or be voted out.. See now, Bali? That’s real genius… *beams..
LATER at 8.35am..
Much earlier, just after the GW got up, he came through and passed some banal remark or other.. Immediately the levels of heat in the room increased dramatically, as Private DickHead cranked up his audio monitoring… If you don’t mind me saying so, it's wearing more than a bit thin after all this time…
You couldn’t have asked for a more accepting and dim-witted Test Dummy if you’d tried, but I figure I've more than done the time, for the crime of Perpetual Stupidity….
Sir Lamealot has no official reason to eavesdrop on our home any longer, and probably never had one in the first place.. The only reason he continues to stick his nose in, is on the offchance he will hear of a visit to the dentist, GP or similar.. Upon which he will hastily contact his scuzzy amigos to see if they can cause me more mischief… Unbelievable? Bah! Read the mybroadband forums to see how many like-minded, though IT savvy, cretins there are out there, who have openly threatened over time, to make dissenter's lives miserable…
Colin P. Balliram wearing his FlipDeezy dress is something else, and the epitome of a powerdrunk savage hardly does him justice… This is what/who the Druglord Barnabas has chosen to tutor YOUR youngsters out on the local WUGS.. Happy days julle…
Peace..
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Friday 24th December 2010 at 10.22am.
