CIRCUMSTANTIAL...
(begun Saturday 19th June at 5.30am..)
My kid's back down to visit for a few days.. This time for Father's Day... She announced yesterday evening that it was cold in the lounge, and promptly dragged out the big heater, and cranked it to the max...For once I managed to hold my tongue, but a heater on in June? Sutcliffe will be rubbing his grubby hands with glee.. *gags...
Maybe next month, or even in August, if it's really chilly, we'll use it once or twice, but since the rates increase, I'd rather put on another layer of clothing than push up our electricity account to feed the Troll and his cohorts down at City Hall...
You understand why I'm peeved, right? That the GameWrecker is paying for those stunning new lights that now run the length of the orphanage building at St. Theresa's? The ones that are so blindingly bright, they light up my bedroom and the passage and toilet beyond that, from way across the valley? I kid you not..
Oh sure, Balliram's quit running them all simultaneously, and mostly just orders two or three to be activated, along with the usual bigguns down at the Recreation Centre, but I'd still love to have seen the Convent's electricity account after the first few weeks, when they'd all been activated...
Maybe that was a part of the deal? That the National Lotto subsidise the rates as well, or am I supposed to think those four ostentatious solar heating geysers on the roof save enough to make up the difference to the huge increased amount of lighting? *winks...
Leave it? Fark, I will NOT!
To discover that the Scrabble-Player has also acquired the microwave buzzing, confirms what I've been on about all this time, and I have to guess that some of you reading this already belong to Club Tinnitus? You'll have been repeatedly reassured by the Telecoms Strategist that tinnitus is par for the course in this technological day and age, and to wear your new badge proudly... *teeth... That ja, it's an indication that levels of EMR in your area are way over the standard international guide-lines, but that you simply better learn to live with it...
It's the audio infestation of your privacy that's doing the mischief... The necessary juggling of the unregulated wireless frequencies in your home, in order that your Area Controller may enhance his/her listening pleasure, long after you've shut down your Skype connection to Auntie Doris in Oz....
You still don't get it, do you? *mutters... Okay, so there's no reason why the authorities would activate the surveillance technology now running into your home via the powerlines.. You're just a boring drone who goes about your business and keeps your nose clean...
Unless, like us, you were chosen as the Test Dummies for your suburb? The suckers who will be used and abused by an Area Controller nearby... Godhelp your electrical assets as the newbie controller fumbles their way through your system, and your lights begin to dip regularly, and bulbs begin to pop, and plugs overheat and cook their pins...
LATER at 7.10am
I've had a quick shufti at this morning's Sunday Times, and the verdict's in.. We have a new hero... *standing ovation.... Check out Page 8 - Nailing their colours to the Mast (www.timeslive.co.za). While Jannie's Nemesis, Tracey-Lee Dorny, played her part in this amazing achievement, I guess my hat goes off to the Engineer, Dieter Netter, for assisting those Houghton schoolboys with their project, and as such, being instrumental in the Mast's removal.... A vodacom tower that was installed 10 years ago, and that probably had very little effect on the pupils up until recently...
However, once it was upgraded to suit the Gauteng version of our Metro Connect's Invasion of Privacy scheme, (the view of the mast in the paper doesn't show the ubiquitous satellite dish added, but that doesn't mean it's not there), the health problems will have kicked in bigtime...
Are you paying attention? It bothers me that you appear to have shut down your own personal think-tank so easily, merely to support someone you regard as your friend... The evidence now coming to light on a regular basis, points to Mr. Frangelica having instituted a huge ongoing coverup on behalf of his Superiors...
This latest Press revelation today, put's paid to one Bright Spark's remark on mybroadband, that the symptoms described are figments of the imagination of bored housewives and nothing else, (which unremarkably, sounded like the sort of gem that would fall from Mr. van Zyl's lips).... What's it to be Janneman? The students at the Houghton school are just kids, and also prey to flights of fancy? Sies vir jou Meneer!
LATER at 1.55pm
A couple of yeas ago the GW came home with what he called a silent dog whistle.. Predictably it turned out to be anything but, though the dogs tend to respond to it, even if just to stop the horrendous high-pitched racket it makes..
I finally remembered... I'd blogged a few years back of how the Twins, when I'd taken them in off the road, would on some occasions suddenly stop what they were doing, leap to their feet and ask to go home.. I'd thought their behaviour odd at the time, and had speculated that their Owner had himself the Real Deal.. Met ander woorde - a silent dog whistle that worked on a frequency exluded from the human range....
That one or both dogs would suddenly wake from a dead sleep on my bed and rush out of the door, to stand in the courtyard waiting to be lifted back over the wall...
You can see quite plainly that Fat Sophie is just following Cola, but isn't as keen as he is, to get to the wall, when the Apprentice is nearby... I suspect that the same whistle that was used to disturb the Twins, has now been given to the new fellow to try out.. I hear absolutely nothing, but the Fosterchild reacts like a Puppet, and is pulled to obey without thinking.....
The only way either dog can leave our property, is if they are physically removed one way or the other, and you'll recall how Balliram's previous Apprentice, Philip, actually jumped over my wall, caught little Pepsi and jumped back over with her... Where is that treasured and much loved animal today, Balliram? *vomits..
If you desire that her brother meets a similar fate, there is little I can do to prevent your sick games, but to keep reminding the world of the depths you're capable of sinking to, and the lengths you will go to, to make your point.. *shrugs...
The biggest and sturdiest of the gumtrees across the valley now sports a dead, brown, crown of leaves at the top.. Another, half it's size, is also on it's way out.. The first was, I suspect. 'attended to' by a GateKeeper, while the second may well have suffered an overdose of EMR, situated as it is between THIS streetlight on the Freeway fly-on, and the Convent's Recreation Centre.. Which is it to be?
Deliberately vandalised, or cooked to a crisp by microwaves? interested... The air is thick with poison, and right now I guess we need all the greenery we can get, never mind the carefully timed cries of aliens plant life and water tables being exhausted... The trees planted by Manisha Arbuckle do little to replace the stand of giant gumtrees, and I fear her efforts are a dismal failure.. I've no doubt that in a couple more years time, that stand will be totally denuded of all flora and quietly put on the market for yet another risky develpment scheme... *spews....
Which reminds me, is Mr. Dawood of the Roseanne cc ignorant of the risks he would be exposing his tenants to, once they occupied his proposed apartment blocks? Or has he merely adopted a Let the Buyer Beware stance, and plans on letting them find out the hard way, for themselves? *eyeroll..
Has Khaled ventured back to check on the condition of Kasim's property down at No. 2? From the amount of cars I see regularly heading up and down that tiny access road, they are quite possibly running a small hostel, though B.Snr. said he thought it more likely to be a laundry business... Whatever.. So far, they are quiet, polite neighbours, and I bide my time for the opportunity to wish them bon jour, and to enquire after their health... *winks..
Rumours are circulating that if Sydenham SAPS have their way, the weekly GOCOC Meetings held down at Makro, will become a thing of the past. There's also been a further clamp-down on handing out crime stats to the Sector Policing Forums, and even my Vice Chair is beginning to smell a rat... How are citizens expected to protect themselves, when they may not be warned of a specific area being targeted by criminals? More mischief organised intentionally to destabilise areas, and to promote the Metro Connect Information Theft scheme, fosho... (Has this paragraph already been removed from my blog, prior to me hitting Publish? I very much suspect that it has, for oddly enough, the asterisk symbol won't work just in this particular place.. cackles....)
BTW, the GW established that the Sunday Times journo I'd blogged the other day (Shapiro?) probably lives in the Norwood area in Gauteng.. Having many powercuts up that way yet? Streetlights running 24/7, while others stand dead for months, sans cabling? Loads of different small contractors in the area, pruning/killing trees, and digging up the kerbs?
If you've not yet been treated to the Gauteng version of Durban's Metro Connect, I can only say that you're due some interesting times ahead, as the usual unsuspecting clutch of residents will be set up as guinea pigs, and the nearest masts will have satellite dishes added, and then your Area Controller will be unleashed on your homes via your power supplies.. Good luck guys... waves..
Peace..
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Monday 20th June 2011 at 9.00am.
