VEILED THREATS...
(begun Tuesday 8th March at 10.10am..)
Round and round, circles the AirWing chopper.. I'm guessing Barnard Road have also had their cables 'stolen'? *falls over shrieking.. Or is today's exercise more to do with that cellmast just across the freeway in Mayville?
The copper's chopper has been back, working flat out for a good few days now.. Newsflash! The cables across Sydenham and Sherwood haven't been stolen at all... It's merely been made to look that way, so the chopper can come in with it's onboard computer, to make adjustments, while the power is off.... *shrugs...
Okay. It's driving me NUTS!!! Why the lies? I'd seriously thought he was among the Blessed Chosen (or at least his daughter was) over in Michan, but he really appears to believe that the lights are out due to cable theft.. *baffled... Lloyd? I heard Raftery are out as well? Surely you know they've simply switched off the power while changes are being made? They wouldn't lie to a staunch Wugger like yourself? Or would they?
We'd sat enjoying a couple of new episodes of Come Dine With Me last night, when, at the crux of the show and just minutes before the end, the Creep next door had seen fit to slam off the screen.. *yawns... Nobody cared, Balliram.... We'll pick it up on a repeat anyways.... My point is still the question why you were ever placed as an Area Controller at all, when you are so clearly unable to control yourself...
It was slammed off again this morning, not long after the GW had switched it on.. 'Scuse me, MultiChoice? My old man is paying fat bucks for the privilege of enjoying your DSTV offerings.. Why have you sold your steady clients downriver without a murmur? *curious...
Hell, you know it's not just our telly this DickHead is messing with, so don't even try that angle... Does the fact that the poor old GW is steadfastly oblivious to the enormous corruption practised by Ian Halliday of tradepage and MultiChoice, make their complicity any less criminal? No, really? *getting shrill....
As long as the hand-picked targets remain clueless, there's no worries? *spits...
Boy, did I have trouble signing in to www.durbanite.ning.com last night.. What's your case, Creep? You, and only you, are our Network Admin/Area Controller, and all and any crud on our Internet is either generated by you or one of your appies, or you've allowed it to get by deliberately... *spews...
I went in early this morning to mail out the latest CPF Minutes and found young Abbie waiting for me.. *waves..
My addies filed in Word started their usual nonsense, so I changed my routine slightly, and looked up to find that halicon had joined Abbie... Neither of them hung about once my Master had thumped noisily into the wirelessed cabling behind our telly, so I'm guessing the 'lesson' was cut short? *cackles...
I struggle to picture hal as an Area Controller but hey - stranger things are happening..*eyeroll... Remind me - was the Strategist not involved in a feud with that young man? Maybe not, as they appear to be quite cozily working together right now.. *shrugs... Was his relationship with the Part-Time Activist in reality a 'job'? Or was it only later that he was persuaded to hop on board the Whip the Toad Team? *fascinated...
LATER at 2.55pm
The delicious conundrum of the wirelessed crickets has me checking the walls and plants at all hours of the day.. Sure, I've taken to calling them devices for want of a better term, but for all I know, a tiny dab of special paint is all that's required for those babies to activate and carol out when crossed...
Sort of like THIS patch of lumo paint on the section of Fred's house wall, that was left with a strange rough finish.. Or THIS piece of faschia board on Bali's own roof, right outside my kid's room, that revealed an odd finish in a nightime shot...
Or THESE two squares about 6"x6" carefully staggered on the Scrabble Player's garage wall... Or even THIS section of his bathroom wall that was given the same carefully rough finish and faces onto our lounge and the computer specifically...
I'm very often wrong, but it's like once the 'cricket' is put in place, it's almost impossible to either find it, or remove it... *laughing.. Unless of course it's stuck in a shrub, and it gets pruned and bagged along with all the other garden refuse... *winks...
Which brings me to even more interesting speculation...
Hands up how many of you have heard/read of how families and their pets have been put into a near coma while they slept, that thieves could enter their homes and clean them out? The only story I ever heard repeated, was that a CD is burned and the resulting smoke is what knocks out the victims..
See, I'm an acknowledge Retard, and yet even to me that sounds like classic bullshit....
I tend to believe the residents are knocked out fosho, but not by some dodgy-smelling smoke...
Have you proof of this? You've seen the remains of cooked CD's lying in your garden? I didn't think so.. *shrugs..
This story seems to have been doing the rounds for ages, but I'm betting there's a time-frame on it nonetheless... Maybe 6 years, tops?
About when the powerlines began to be handed to criminals to operate? The chronic fatigue frequency is quite astonishing, as I'm sure any RF engineeer can tell you... It simply doesn't matter what you're doing, your eyes close and that's it...
What if there's a frequency a hairsbreadth away on the spectrum, that has an even stronger effect? That will ensure you sleep through any amount of odd noises nearby? Wild surmise, or is that how that particular scam is being operated?
A crooked Head of Station and his IT Monkey/Area Controller attend to flooding the chosen home with the knockout frequency while the family are sleeping, while a couple of his more agile contacts clean out the Sleeper's moveable assets?
Ever been a test bunny, Rezah? Ever dared to let a fellow RF fundi unleash some of the unregulated frequencies in your direction, just for kicks? Any success, or would it take a great deal of time to bypass YOUR natural defences? Far more fun to now turn them onto an unsuspecting Labrat or three, of which there's no shortage at all.... ?
Did you see the clip on ETV news last night, of the two Whisperers sitting side by side in Court?
*A young and ungainly gymnogene has just landed clumsily in the giant fig.. The wind's picked up and he's teetering about trying to keep his balance.. Judging from the raucous mynah shrieks, I figure he's about to rob a nearby nest*
Yeah - there they were, the long and the short of it, and you can see why Schabir is inclined to petulant outbursts of rage... His brother, our Head of Intelligence, got the height, the looks, and the calm, quietly-amused demeanour, leaving his sibling with pretty much the dregs... *sighs...
It's now 3.30pm and I hear the harsh cawing tones of my own Master, newly arrived back at the Chickencoop.. The GW has gone off to see if the Agents can revive his radio and fix the airbag fault.. I'm not holding my breath.. *shrugs...
Don't mess with the Big Boys, Bali? Which Big Boys would that be? The only ones I've attracted are a bunch of bullying low-lifes who've been given access to wondrous technology by Government Officials, who are equally corrupt..
I smell no Mistuh Big, apart from common Druglords and Sociopaths, mingling with Sex-Offenders, Insurance Scammers, and criminal City officials... Were you able to show me just one that is worthy of my respect in any way, I'd be dumbfounded... *snorts...
Hey Lance! How you doin over there? Keeping out of mischief? Rajiv? Life treating you well? Cool beans... *gags...
LATER AT 7.30pm
I've pulled up the article on 1Gps Fibre to the Home from tonight's Broadband News over at mybroadband, and left it on the screen for him to see. He's still arguing to the bitter end that it's not possible to run cabling through our water lines, poor guy...
What can I say? Think about it why don't you.... I've had Colin P. Balliram and Glen Nayager running their personal anti-toad campaign for years, while I've also had to contend with a brick wall of disbelief from my nearest and dearest... I can't help but believe I must have earned the latter, even if I'm now waivering on the former.. *sighs...
So, from Sherwood through to Mayville, and down to Cato Crest we've been the earliest test zone for i3Africa's fibre to the home, though it's spread much further by now.. Just follow the water leaks guys, and you'll have an idea of how this marvellous project is progressing...
Who nearby is actually benefitting from this miracle?
The Good Man up at No. 16 and his staunch Wugger sons, the Councillor's cousin a bit higher up the Crescent, next to our ex-Treasurer's home, Freddie the Accountant at No. 12 is a certainty, Sabeera at No. 18 and oh, lest we forget, the Druglord's faithful young Lieutenant, Baron Frankson, as well... Shall we now number those who may just have suffered a tad, during this entire shady process? You'd rather not? *teeth...
The erratic and so-often contaminated tap water supplies and the huge amounts of EMR flooding our homes? Yay for i3Africa, who I'm guessing are simply Telkom in disguise... They've obviously reached an agreement with the original company creators who, the GW tells me, are British....
Will the embattled Moth Cottage tenants be reimbursed for their huge rental increases, in part claimed to be due to the amount of water and electricity being used? Will B.Snr. get a refund on the hundreds he was forced to fork over for a completely corrupt water bill?
The boffins had to try it out somewhere, and what better place than on a bunch of worthless plonkers like us?
You knew all along, and said nothing?
Well folks, as the unfortunate residents of Umhlanga are soon to find out, it's not all sweetness and light..
With our friend Roy Moodley overseeing the Operation (and he is, denied or not), more than a few of those larnies are about to have unwelcome visitors in their homes, if they haven't already been invaded on a regular basis...
You're going to sit up one day and find you've left it too late to eradicate the rot.. Just saying..*grins..
Peace..
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Wednesday 9th March 2011 at 11.31am...
