DOWN THE RABBIT-HOLE..
(begun Tuesday 12th April at 4.15am...)
*I was going to bin this one, for shoddier-than-usual penmanship.. I changed my mind... Javascript: Void?*
Lord knows how much money was spent promoting the farcical 16 Days of Activism Against the Abuse of Women and Children, not that long ago, but you're aware of the contempt I have for that particular bit of hypocrisy...
I think it ran at much the same time as the convicted Sex-Offender was being allowed to use a mythical loophole in the Law to wriggle past his Guilty verdict, and re-don the SAPS uniform...
Just in case the Community didn't get the message, the Felon was also given a larnie new title as Head of the Brighton Beach Cluster..*snorts...
All this time later, and I'm being invited to join a discussion on Women's Empowerment, by someone I really admire... We can make a difference? Flattered as I am, my presence would ensure that any such group was doomed from the start.. *sighs..
It's common knowledge that I've neither dignity, nor self-respect.. Qualities that are vital if you hope to be heard.. I find the art of listening a foreign concept, and inevitably my mind races ahead to find flaws in your arguments, while I'll question every motive you put forward...
Baby steps? Fark that! I've no longer the time to pussy-foot around with hours of yadda-yadda that end up going nowhere.. Rather just give me a handful of nouveau riche who respect and adore their mothers, and who will each toss a couple of million into building Safe Houses for Abused Women and their children, where they may regain a bit of self-esteem..
While I've always been an advocate for the power of collective thought (prayer?), I've come to believe that up against today's climate of self-enrichment, it's become nigh impossible to tap into what used to be regarded as man's compassionate side...
OTOH, I know there are still plenty of good guys out there, who, with the right approach, would be only too willing to help.. The furthest thing from the 'right approach' that you could imagine, would be this mouthy old toad.. *falls on over...
So if you don't mind, I'll stay here tucked away in my back seat, and observe the achievements you make, while not queering your pitch in any way...
What's to be on the agenda? Will you have the strength or desire to ensure that a convicted Sex Offender doesn't return to head Sydenham Station? Do you intend going after Michael Barnabas, who's made a career out of destroying so many lives, women and children included?
If these two issues don't head your To-Do list, then sadly I'm forced to regard any attempt at forming an empowerment group, with extreme scepticism...
Indeed, I've this cynical feeling that an effort might be made to have me believe that Barnabas himself has seen the Light, and that for the past ten years he's worked diligently towards making the country a better place for all.. *roffels... As my shopping basket already bulges with lies and red herrings, I won't be buying any of that particular crud... *winks..
The recent R10k cocaine bust over in Butcher Road (achieved by the Mayville Police, mind you), is proof enough that the Druglord's stranglehold over the Zone is as tight as ever.. Did the Head of the Brighton Beach Cluster claim any glory for that operation? Once again, I would recommend that you check out the Evidence Room at Mayville to see whether that confiscated stash is still safely locked away, or whether it's magically disappeared, to find it's way back onto the streets.. *winks...
To the many good cops out there (no Laz, you can sit back down), I will tell you for the umpteenth time.. The two phones you've been issued with, will be, and are, used by the criminal element amongst you, to track your every move and conversation..
If you are in any way considered a threat, at least one of your phones will have a program installed that enables it to be used as a speaker-phone/voice enhancer which can be remotely activated to relay your conversations made while OFF the phone, back to the Eavesdroppers...
Once you've grasped this, you can take the appropriate steps to leave the damned things hidden in the bakkie, while you hold your private conversations some distance away..
Don't look at me like that FFS!
Here in the Zone, it's the Criminals like Glen Nayager that control the phone eavesdropping, and most certainly not the Good guys, so I'm levelling the playing field a fraction, if you don't mind.. *mutters...
I sometimes wonder how you dare call me naive... That you seriously think if you sit still and play along you can ultimately outwit the Filth you agreed to work with in the first place... I know them so much better than you ever will, and right now I'd say they're easily ten steps ahead of you, at any given point.. *waves to Earl...
The so-called Good are a right bunch of mugs, are they not?
You can pre-empt their plans with one grubby paw tied behind you... People get what they deserve, and when you and Agliotti and the rest of your charming colleagues have finished running rings around what's left of the Law, we'll get to see just what Geniuses you are.. *can't wait...
The Good will merely roll their eyes and say STFU you mouthy old cow.. We have a Plan, and it's a good one.. Sure you do, except that each day that passes, you're finding it harder to tell the difference between Good and Evil, and pretty soon those goalposts are going to be right off the field altogether.. *snorts...
I've exhausted my own rhetoric for the moment, and you've earned a break.. *staggers off..
LATER at 9.40am
I'd been sitting out here in the garden for some time when, at 9.25am, my clever Master suddenly cranked up the BackFire to it's maximum... Nailed! After enduring it for ten minutes, I got up and looked over the wall at the signal-enhancer tacked onto der Bunker's valley-facing wall. From that angle it didn't appear to be active, but instead, my ears were squeezed with pressure straight away...
My Controller clearly refuses to believe that I'm fully aware of all the wonderful options that he may freely employ against me, and besides, his sadistic urges need feeding constantly... Good on yer, mate... *mops running nose..
I've just been scanning through my earlier scribbles, and have come to the conclusion that there's little more nauseating than a self-righteous, hypocritical, self-contradictory toad, and as a result, I'm fairly green about the gills..
As a confirmed Simpleton, I've come to regard the combination of technologies employed by the Project as magical, and accepted that it's a world-wide phenomenon.... You're all more than aware of what I object to, even if I do see the reasoning behind it...
The Low-Lifes handed control of all this cleverness, and the rigging up of vulnerable institutions as base-stations, under the guise of 'upgrades'... No Monitors worthy of monitoring the Monitors honestly, and not even the hint of an Ombudsman in sight.. *shrugs..
LATER at 12.45pm
After his over-the-top reminder at 9.30am this morning, Balliram became preoccupied elsewhere..About half an hour ago he was back, this time in our house.. He's left the BF activated at an uncomfortable level and I suspect has gone off somewhere to amuse himself... What brought him back so smartly? Could it have been the GW coming through to tell me he'd just read that the docket pertaining to the assault on Ms. Khosa has been returned by the NPA, Pretoria, to SAPS here in Durban, for further investigation, as it was deemed 'incomplete?' *winks...
In the case of the shooting of my erstwhile heroine M back in 2008, stalling worked admirably.. They simply ignored the matter until now, a few years down the line, when an offer could be made to her that she simply couldn't resist... OWNED... *grins...
Will the same tactics be adopted for Mz. Khosa? Will they bounce the ball endlessly back and forth until an irresistible carrot is found to persuade the journo to forget the assault altogether? *interested..
LATER at 2pm
The GW left the news report up for me to read, which I did, and then I connected and checked my gmail, only to find Dominic King was my proxy GateKeeper for the afternoon.. *waves enthusiastically... It fits in neatly with the BackFire having been cranked back up to unacceptable levels..
Are you also tasked to hold a glass to the wall at the would-be ANC candidate's home in Renaud Road, Dom? Was that a nod? *teeth...
Would he be another of those enrolled to try and fix the corruption from within? How much has he been told?
Everything, except for the standard omission? The audio-monitoring of homes and businesses? Ag, chances are he wouldn't see the dangers there, even if they up and bit him on the nose, hey Lloyd? *sighs..
Peace..
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Wednesday 13th April 2011 at 10.04am.
