UNHOLY GLEE..
(begun Saturday 12th February at 6.00am..)
Tellus. Who laughed loudest and longest, when first I began insisting that compensation was due to B.Snr., Sue the Book and little Penny, just for starters? Do you remember?
Our own fine Superintendent of Electricity for Durban, Allen Spence, perhaps? Rolling on the floor, clutching his sides, while knowing full well my allegations could never be proved?
Barnabas? A Druglord who has created his Empire, built on others misery? The Telecoms Agent, trying to stifle his derisive sniggers, while reassuring everyone else there's not a hope in hell of a payout?
B.Snr. was nuked twice, to within an inch of his life, when the monitoring technology was added to the existing mast in Barnard Road, Mayville. (That would be the innocuous-looking little white satellite dish now stuck on to so many of the older masts).
Did my own Area Controller first brown his keks, before he was persuaded to see the lighter side of what happened on the 15th November 2005, and astonishingly, again on the 15th December 2005?
Once wasn’t enough? Was B.Snr. seen to be in much the same place out in his garden, the second time around, and Al and Bali between them, decided they'd have another go, just for the hell of it? Seriously, what are the odds of that happening in error? *curious…
When reports of the shocking pain experienced by Missus B.Snr to her hands and wrists, were found to be endured by the rest of us, was our Area Controller ordered to cease employing that particular frequency right away? *looks at the red-eyed Superintendent… He wasn’t, was he….
If anything, the Turd Next Door upped and increased it's use, until he could wake Missus B.Snr in the early hours and have her crying out in agony….
B.Snr. is one of a bare handful that may call himself a christian and speak of god without triggering my nausea levels at the hypocrisy displayed by the majority….
I've a simple scoring method, and it's all about tolerance.. If you can remain patient and kind with someone as persistently dense as myself, then you simply must be Good.. *waves to Cara…
Who else is still feeling the effects of those early ‘tests’, done in our neck of the woods? Who else has been crippled by joint pain and ‘tinnitus’ since 2005? Did these two cowboys manage to nail any of the Chosen, while they were at it, or even then, were they able to isolate properties and individuals to be specific targets? *interested…
Do you regularly check that YOUR child hasn’t acquired the enchanting microwave buzzing to their hearing? *looks at No. 18…
Why would you believe that this is not a sign of things to come? That’s it's quite probable that in ten years time or less, your kid will be a fully accredited ThinSkin, and prone to a wide variety of health problems?
I look at little Missus N’s quite beautiful eldest, and I wonder whether he’ll thank them in later years for choosing to stay on, literally living in the eye of the storm…
Does Jannie van Zyl insist, that despite that you may experience the ‘tinnitus’, it's more likely you will build up some sort of immunity to the huge amounts of EMR Balliram floods out across the valley?
There's nothing to do then, but wait and see? *sad…
It would be pointless for me to suggest you pick up your family and run.. Where to, FFS? It’s a world-wide cull, and even the most unspoiled rural areas will soon be sporting Eskom's pylons and a variety of cellmasts… *shrugs…
Either Karl Muller or Barrie Trower (can't remember) said that adjustments could be made to lessen the risks of exposure…
Sadly, this advice will be deliberately ignored, as Area Controllers across the land fumble with the power supplies and frequencies, to invade your homes..
Balliram will tell you (if the price is right), that it’s the unregulated frequencies that work the best, to enhance your private conversations and relay them back to a Listener… He will also tell you that this requires releasing a great deal more than the acceptable levels of power into a target's home…
Pull a plug out of a jackpoint in my home, and nine times out of ten, you will burn your fingers badly, and I kid you not… *eyeroll…
Don’t give me the steady 220 volts crap that the GW pays so heavily for, when the output is in fact fluctuating wildly, according to our Monitor’s mood swings… *gags…
The cold truth is that our Area Controller is a criminal, employed by criminals instated by the Project Author's, deliberately.. Sure, I can see the so-called merit of the scheme, but to condone it would be impossible…
Tis not enough that the population have been collectively sold down river as Labrats, in this appalling experiment, but that they must be controlled by in so many cases, downright felons?
You know your Area Controller personally and you would swear that he’s a good guy? *falls over choking… And how many of you had no inkling of the Captain of Courage’s close relationship to a practising Druglord and a Proven-to-be Corrupt Police Chief? For just how long was the Pooper-Scooper able to successfully deny my allegations, before you actually woke up?
It's taken you years to finally see the truth of the matter, and to realise that Colin P. Balliram is indeed connected to the Mob and the Druglord, and that my claims of his perverted and sadistic behaviour are all true…
And still you kid yourselves that he's an isolated case? Bwaahaahaa…. It's my contention that Jannie has divided his Recruits into Sections, and that the files containing enlisted Area Controllers displaying the identical psychotic character traits, as my own unfortunate Monitor, have overtaken all the others… A sign of the times indeed… *sighs…
*It's nearly 7am, and the Creep stirs next door and engulfs me with heat..*
LATER at 8.55am
I've been working outside for a bit, and the humidity is rank.. Suffice to say, so am I, and for once it's not of my charming Controller’s doing…
I took a call earlier, concerning Walmer Avenue, that feeds off Kenilworth, across the way.. Man, that’s just a hop, skip and a jump from the Druglord’s palace, is it not?
A youngster from Walmer had come home at about 2am one morning a fortnight back, to find an official team from the Metro Electricity Department (easily recognized by their clearly marked vehicle and uniforms) swarming up a streetlight..
Needless to say, the light's haven't functioned since that event, and on enquiring, the residents were told that the cable had been stolen… *coughs…
See now, if the kid had had the foresight to take a photo, there may have been a few red faces as a result, but he didn’t… *shrugs…
By now most of you are aware that the majority of cable theft, be it Telkom, or your Electricity supply, is cunningly engineered by those two organisations themselves..*belches…
Always has been, and until the final pole is rigged out with the Big Brother technology, and the final bit of fibre linked up, it always will be…
Two weeks later, and despite the Fault being logged, there are still no lights in Walmer Avenue..
Will Nayager now spring into action and see to it that street is hit with a mini-crimewave, to encourage those suckers to festoon their properties with additional lighting? Sure he will… *spews…
Anyone ever consider going door-to-door and filling the community in on the Wireless Project, instead of employing thieves to gain the extra lighting required to boost the signal? Just kidding.. *keels over…
LATER at 2.45pm
I've just been updating my photo albums and found THIS very self-conscious chap in Muni Blue with a red safety helmet, busily making adjustments to our Area Controller's streetlight.. That was way back on the 4th July 2007 at noon…
Would you care to compare it with the same streetlight taken on the 31st January 2011 a few days AFTER S N RETIC were pictured HERE, on Thursday the 27th January, up B.Snr’s pole? *bolt-eyed…
The most obvious change is that Bali now has TWO thick cables snaking up his pole, instead of just the one.. They’ve also replaced his light-sensor on top of the cowling, with something rather different, not to mention the black dome-shaped device with the red cord.. Twould be interesting to know just how many of the current laws (if indeed they exist) are able to be broken by those additions now on his streetlight, and the fact that he doesn’t have the qualifications to run the circuit…
It's now 3.15pm, and there's a deliciously cool breeze blowing in through the windows on either side of the desk.. I am however, awash with sweat, and feel I'm about to implode… Weirdness….
I feel our Controller is pushing the envelope in order to achieve some concrete results to the ‘tests’ he runs on the human guinea pigs surrounding him… Were SN RETIC adding all that stuff to your pole to broaden your options, o Master? Yikes! No wonder our lighting is now dipping so frequently..
Sunday 13th February at 5am..
Even I have to chuckle, at how life itself can be a bitch at times… Does our Area Controller get censured in any way for his criminal over-enthusiasm? Not a bleeding chance! Instead, he’s been rewarded with all this additional technology to his streetlight pole, and you just KNOW it's not designed to improve the lot of his captive guinea-pigs.. Cest la vie… *sags…
He's made it more than plain that he doesn’t care for my communications with Ms. Dorny, and he has regularly escalated the BF accordingly *wipes eyes… Battered and fried folks, that’s the old toad for you, battered and fried…. *shrugs painfully..
Don’t waste your time nodding and saying you always knew I'd come to a sticky end.. Rather start digging a shelter for you and yours, for chances are you're going to need it..
Peace…
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Sunday 13th February 2011 at 1.24pm.
