THE HEAVING MASSES...
(begun Monday 23rd May at 4.15pm)

*And now, at 11.21am on Wednesday 25th, I'm given the ubiquitous Javascript: Void, as I enter blogger.com*

Their raucous shrieks vied with a group of noisy squabbling mynahs.. Just outside the window, there must have been at least ten ring-necked parrakeets, feasting on the coral tree flowers, a few yards from where I was sitting..*beams..
About five minutes after shutting down the PC shortly after 2pm, our TV screen was slammed off.. Stormy weather, Balliram? Tsk, tsk....

Tuesday 24th May at 3pm

It must have been after 8am this morning that our TV screen began turning itself off and on randomly, in a rather more pathetic than usual demonstration of our Controller's irritation and power, though godknows what had upset him today...
I left the GW to deal with it, and by the time I got back from the shops, he said it had settled down the third time he'd reset both the telly and the decoder.. *yawns....  I suspect our Area Controller is well into his mid-life crisis by now, and he more than confirms this every day... *snorts...

I'd stopped at Dodge City on the way home, to drop off a printout requested by one of the officers, and had found the Sex Offender's merry band of ardent uniformed supporters hanging about the front entrance..  Only one of them took the time to be mildly unpleasant, while the Crumb himself kept a poker face throughout.. *applauds.. I figure he knows that my pen is twitching to report any gem that falls from his lips....
Hanging out with that lot, puts paid to the ludicrous suggestion that he ever batted for anything other than Nayager's team...
A wolf in sheep's clothing, Laz?  A feeble script that should have been binned before it even reached the stage...

SAPS and Metro have been told that it's hands off cable theft, right?  Was it our friend Spence who set up a special 'crack' team of cable theft investigators?  A team that will likely have one trumpeted success a year, if that? *winks..
The cables are being removed nine times out of ten, at the behest of Mr. Spence himself, and his Electricity Department Security Division... A whole circuit rendered useless by cable theft, for a week or two, is able to recoup a fair amount of the additional power required to run the wireless signal enhancers.. Sneaky, but true...
Gangs of droogs kitted out in muni uniforms and driving Muni vehicles nogal, are now being said to be criminals, masquerading as Municipal wekkers, and Joe Soap actually accepts this silently.. *chokes...

Do you see it as impossible for the cops to randomly raid scrap-metal dealers once or twice a week?  To fine any found selling stolen cabling or copper, heavily, or have them summarily shut down?  Don't give me the BS about following due process blah blah.... If cable theft is so dire, there's no excuse for not stopping it in it's tracks, unless as I say, it's being deliberately fostered by the Electricity Department themselves, to assist the Project..
In the early days, the creation of dozens of sub-standard shady little contractors by both Telkom and Ethekwini, was another ploy designed to confuse you, and boy, has that worked outstandingly well.. *snorts...
Soon there will be a Metro Connect type system up and running in every municipality across the country, if there isn't already.. Divvied up among the local Crime Bosses, Druglords and the Intelligence Department, to hoover up the most lucrative bits of stolen information and to flog them to the highest bidders....
Ultimately, Telkom plans to link them all together, and control them from one main seat of power, right? *waves to Jannie van Zyl....

Meanwhile, it's just fun, fun, fun, as cabling continues to be stuffed through water and sewage lines, fibre run up streetlights, and masts erected every few hundred yards... None of which is particularly good for your health, but hey - it's PROGRESS, people!

Wednesday 25th May at 5.10am

I've told you how I go up ahead of time on CPF Meeting nights, to open the stuffy little room and then sit outside watching the local lads at soccer practise?  This last Monday was no different, except that Charlie the Caretaker was nowhere to be seen, and a relative gave me the keys instead...
After the Meeting, I'd asked the same young man whether Charlie was ill, and he said he'd had a stroke nearly a week ago and was in Addington Hospital...
The temptation to freak out is there, but no, it's got to be pure coincidence..

The thing is, that when I'd called Charlie to open up for the previous two Meetings, I'd asked him how he was, and whether he was having any unusual aches and pains lately.. He'd said no.   So why ask?  Ever since THIS monstrous light was installed on a pole just yards from the little prefab that Charlie and his extended family call home, I've been concerned that they may be experiencing fallout...
Don't snort like that FFS!  You want to see that thing when it's active, before you discount the idea, and I'm betting that Balliram can push a seriously dodgy amount of EMR through it, and does...
So there you have it.. Two weeks after I'd last asked Charlie whether he was OK, and he'd replied that he was, he's in Addington, paralysed down his left side, and struggling to communicate.. Karma's a bitch..*sad...

I'd been browsing on mybroadband last night, when the pages suddenly decided to stop loading, and the Server took off and declined to recover, until I reset the whole thing at the wall jack.. *blinks.. I suspect my Network Admin was sending me a small goonda-style message on behalf of his crass Fanbois that lurk on the Forum, and I humoured him without saying a word.. *winks...

I've only had one auto-advice from durbanite.co.za since the elections, though hopefully it will pick up again soon..
In a small attempt to keep things moving, I went over and used their blog facility to post two of my old efforts at 'poetry', though I re-titled The Ballad of Cacklin Tard to read, An Ode to Metro Connect...
Will it bring the Troll back out from under the bridge, or is his work on the site done for the moment? *waits to see....
Back when I'd first penned that stream of doggerel, I'd had no idea of the enormity of the Project, or the International involvement in assisting the Telecoms Industry here to harness the population... In hindsight, there would never have been the 'patent' that I mentioned, otherwise, I guess I'll stick to my story and insist that the rest of it is spot-on...

What I now battle to understand is the assertion that the durbanite's whistle-blower has fallen silent due to the authorities sudden interest in his stream of allegations.. What is he afraid of FFS, and why is he stalling? Did he in fact sign some sort of Secrets Act in the past, and if not, what is preventing him from revealing the truth?
Surely the average, honest rate-payer is entitled to hear the last dirty details surrounding the fantabulous Metro Connect, and how it has been designed to isolate each individual home, giving absolute control over your power and water supplies to whoever handles your circuit?

Surely Joe Soap would be curious to know what qualifications such Area Controllers carry?  That they at least hold a degree in Electrical Engineering?  *chokes... Surely the average businessman and resident in each suburb is entitled to know the risks of the unregulated wireless frequencies and power that may now be flooded into individual homes, and their water supplies deliberately contaminated?
That it would be delusional to assume that some petty rival can't now buy access to their competitor's power supplies, and have them wiped out, one way or another?

Hell, we here in the Crescent are just the Trial Monkeys, and as such are regarded as light entertainment.. But it's the Big Players who've so willingly handed their privacy over to Sutcliffe and his criminal buddies to divvy up amongst themselves, that should have them trembling right now...
With the likes of an unscrupulous DrugLord overseeing huge swathes of the Project across the City, I'd have to guess that many of our bigger players are on seriously shaky ground right now...
Without access to the likes of skilled Internet Security specialists (!!) like Balliram, how can they protect their homes and businesses from the invasion?  They can't.. *shrugs....
You've been sold a concept that has you believing it will save the country, when in fact, it's being run by a band of callous criminals....
Ooops!

Speak out? Question my allegations and see how quickly YOUR power supplies are accessed, and mischief caused to your health and well-being, never mind your personal assets....
A few years down the line, all and any dissenters will have been dealt with, and we'll be a great heaving mass of obliging sheep, (many of whom will be crippled at an early age) just as the Project Authors planned.. You disagree?  Wait...

LATER at 8.35am

I've just had my weekly vent up at the gates, to long-suffering B.Snr., and feel somewhat better for it, though I bet he's as baffled as ever...
Turns out B.Jnr. is off to the GP today, as his back problems have escalated... The GameWrecker also has an appointment with his doctor today, this time for his shoulder, and he continues to insist that it's the ambiguous tendonitis that's the culprit.. MORE anti-inflammatories?  Grossness....
*At that precise point a full-grown sparrow-hawk wheeled wildly to avoid hitting my window, as it went flat out after it's prey... *startled...*

So ja - if you're still of a mind that this small handful of people here can coincidentally all suffer such weird and devastating symptoms, despite the huge age differences, then I would suggest you're firmly in denial.. As helping us doesn't appear to be an option any of you would dare contemplate, maybe it's time you sat up and helped yourselves?  Peace..

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Wednesday 25th May 2011 at 12.04am...