EXCUSES...
(begun Thursday 13th January at 3.45am...)
I've no idea why I woke at ten past one in the morning, but I went to the loo to be safe, then went back to bed and slept right through.. Should I be grateful? Hah!
Even the fat dog was allowed to sleep unmolested, and she lays on the bed where I put her last night…
There will be no such generosity this morning, and he has the BackFire frequency on high.. Payback was never this easy, hey Creep? *grins..
The GW made a couple of printouts of the chart of symptoms of EMR exposure for me, from the emrffsa website. Last night I queried whether he'd bothered to go through the list himself, and he hadn't…
I stuck it under his nose and wouldn’t budge, so he grudgingly glanced at it and then shrugged, and said ‘So? It’s pretty much a list of things you can acquire as you age’… and that was that…
I've said often enough that the ambiguity of the physical reactions to EMR are such that the Project Authors need never so much as break sweat, and you couldn’t ask for clearer evidence of this, than the GW’s own response..
This is a chap who will haul out the Readers Digest Medical dictionary at the drop of a hat.. Who, at the first signs of a sore throat, will mutter the dreaded word ‘flu’, and who is on first name terms with his GP, and yet simply cannot grasp the concept of EMR.
He accepts his inexplicable rash, the ‘tinnitis’ he was treated to for a couple of days, the strange shin cramps, and his rapidly increasing short-term memory loss, as part of the ageing process, as would 99.9% of the population…
About the only thing that might get him to sit up and pay attention, would be if three or four of us were suddenly diagnosed with tumors or leukemia, and that hopefully, isn't about to happen… *shrugs…
So ja – it's perfect hey Jannie? While the GW is easily able to ignore the younger resident’s complaints of knee, leg and foot problems, he will continue to make an obligingly clueless Test Dummy for the Project and Balliram’s cowardly attacks….
Does the GW’s attitude in any way explain why I've restricted myself to babbling on in some obscure corner of the internet, and avoided actually going out, on some sort of realtime crusade on my own? *whines pathetically…
Let's face it – despite my newly found modicum of confidence, I'm still basically as insecure as my Area Controller ever is, and with my lack of logic and commonsense, I'll never come across as anything other than one short of a six-pack…
Begging for help on the Interwebz was the best I could come up with? *falls over choking.. Like that was ever going to work! Even the Seriously Good avoid me like the plague for fear they’ll be contaminated FFS…
My verbal diarrhea (sp) is legendary, and I've simply not the skills to choose what to tell you and what to keep to myself.. You get the Truth, warts and all.. Probably only occasionally to the advantage of the Damage Control Machine, but certainly never to mine… *cackles…
Man, I'm sounding like a right miserable old fart this morning, which in reality I'm not.. I'm just giving you the facts… (which of course you all know already).
That I'm going to end up having to sit back and watch, as so many good people go down, as a direct result of the careful and deliberate ministrations of a criminal in control of the Big Brother technology… *shrugs…
Simply because I'm so impressed by the truly remarkable Broken Wrist and Burning hands reaction, affecting at least three of us in this little corner, (Penny would make a fourth, but says she's fine since she moved out of the area), won't have it standing up in a Court of Law…. The same applies to the earache and toothache and nausea..
The headaches up at No. 33 are slightly more serious, but unless they manifest into something tangible, (by which time it will be too late), nothing will be done..
Small wonder then that I sit here at dawn, muttering, while my Nemesis employs the BF frequency with no fear of retribution..
Was it a revelation to find that this particular wavelength had such a devastating effect on wounds of any size? A Bonus that even my dear Master didn’t see coming, and he probably still can't believe his luck….? *cackles…
Despite that my side-window is still closed this morning, the Wireless Song carried through it easily.. If Missus C is unconcerned by this latest development, I follow her lead and shrug it off…
It's not all doom and gloom by any means…
The arrival of the RF Specialist on the scene has made an enormous difference to me.. Though I feel he wasn’t sent to help us in any way, but merely to assess the situation and report back to his Superiors, that there is indeed no threat from this quarter, he is listening…
I cling to the belief that the Part-Time Activist still wades through my waffles as well, and that she is constantly in touch with the Rocket Scientist…
Delusional? Fark, I hope not!
Whether the blogs that finally appear in the Public Domain have been hastily edited and adjusted is unknown. I can only hope that the PTB continue to consider them an amusement and nothing more…
If you were to consider that handing the BackFire Frequency to our Torturer as I've done, was merely further proof of my dim-wittedness, I ask that you have a re-think…
To have omitted mentioning my Achilles Heel would've been tantamount to following the tenet of the Information Theft Scheme.. That is to say, lying by omission….
I’m no bloody would-be martyr, but NOTHING demonstrates the callousness of the Area Controller and his Superiors, more than the continued use of this unnecessary frequency….
Were our Controller to insist that he can't avoid using it, I would have to say check his effing nose… 24 hours without so much as a flicker of pain, is sufficient proof that he lies..
OTOH, it may well play a vital role in the Invasion of Privacy Operation.. Would my Controller care to explain to his Pupils out on the WUGs that he's found it to be the best frequency for enhancing YOUR private conversations? That while the Knives to the Wrist and Broken Hands achieve similar results, he finds the BackFire frequency to be the best for the job? *winks…
Oops! The random audio-monitoring of every home on a particular circuit, is still denied vehemently? The removal of your Right to Privacy will be well worth it in the long run? Maybe so – if the Authors had elected to employ only honest, responsible citizens as Area Controllers and in many cases, they haven't… *snorts..
The few clouds on the horizon have turned salmon-pink and I must go…
LATER at 7.30am..
Something I didn’t tell you before… While I was being assessed by the RF Specialist at our CPF Social function, I had one of those freaky ‘timeslip’ moments, for want of a better word… Like blogging about Gary’s death and then finding that his dad is in hospital with the same thing, pretty much while I'm writing? You’d call it coincidence, and I'm cool with that..
The one I experienced at the social however, was immediate, and so odd that I've not said anything about it… You'll remember I mentioned obliquely that the RF dude is good looking? Well, he is..*grins.. a lovely, kind face to boot.. I was standing right next to him at some point in all the hubbub, and glanced briefly at him when time ‘slipped’ and I saw something else for a nano-second… (No, not a lizard you NANAS!!) I've thought long and hard about that bit of oddness, and have come to the conclusion that we Test Dummies here in the Zone, and specifically in Harris Crescent, are well into Phase 2 of the Operation..
That the frequencies were always to be employed deliberately on us, to see how much we could take before dropping.. Another good reason why Colin P. Balliram has been created Overseer of Internet Security for Hospitals.. That is the reason he is now able to access Patients files and keep a check on the results of the battering we take..
He will in fact be the Early Warning System, should there be a spate of cancers that could draw unwelcome attention to the Experiment…
While everything I've told you so far has been gospel, I guess the fun is over, and it's become a clinical exercise above all else.. An experiment Karl? You have no idea of just how callously the Authors are going about it…
LATER at 2.45pm
The BF frequency joined us full-on in the GW’s Polo, as we headed along the leafy avenue in Winston Park, before lunch today… Oak trees? Plane trees?
Has a device really been added to his car that can pick up the masts? Much of the time I was totally pain-free as we drove about the area, and much of the time the pain reached really unpleasant levels for no visible reason? *curious..
I guess I've become some sort of Project within a Project, hey Bali? Coming back into Sherwood before 2pm, I saw that the enormous lamps in the parkland just across from our ex-CPF Treasurer's home were activated… Replacing the Mothership for a change?
Peace…
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Thursday 13th January 2011 at 3.43pm.
