JOKERS TO THE RIGHT...
(begun Sunday 5th June at 6am..)

I still can't get my head around the GW's insistence that our water is now being supplied uphill and not down, as it always was in the past... Though it would, if this were true, explain just why the hydrant was moved across the road and conveniently placed on our Controller's verge.. I would have to guess that Balliram 'manages' our water supplies as diligently as he does our power.. *gags...
If I'd bothered to call my neighbours, both up and down the street yesterday, would any of them have also found their tap water running brown, as ours was?  *interested....

Sue the Book had traced a circle right around her thumb joint, and had described how often it felt like an army of invisible ants were marching round and round.. Ants?  I'll lay you odds that she's actually feeling the radiation in her home, as it chomps away at her cartilage during those moments, not so Rezah?

At the height of my recent pain, I'd said it was as if two sharp-toothed worms were duking it out in my wrist, as they wriggled about, fighting to the death... *sick  Do you have documentation of similar experiences described by other Test Dummies around the globe?    Missus B.Snr. told me just last week that the stabbing pains in her wrists have now begun in her ankle joint as well, and one can only marvel at the precision of these premeditated assaults...  Any attempt at disguising these attacks by referring to them as Scientific Research, are doomed to failure... *snarls...
All the research needed to see that this technology may now be employed as a formidable, if stealthy, weapon of war, would've been done by the US of A decades ago...
Our Controller hasn't accidentally stumbled across this refined method of torture, but is being carefully fed instructions on how to achieve the maximum damage, that he now inflicts on his victims... Charming...

Would I be incorrect in saying this upgrade to his 'talents' came about at roughly the same time my access to java and irc was removed permanently?  *nods.. I recall blogging of the sudden stillness in the air and change in atmosphere, at the time.. A feeling that something had altered radically, and that it most certainly wasn't to our benefit.. . Animal intuition?  That would've been around the same time our Area Controller acquired a Tutor of his own?
A Tutor who's schooling him in the arts of wireless frequencies used as physical weapons?  *nods again...

I'd eventually stopped my grovelling and whining to be allowed to continue playing #trivia, and I chose instead to be flattered that any of my inane real-time utterances could be considered in any way detrimental to the criminals running this gigantic show.... So detrimental in fact, that my java option was blocked, and remains blocked to this day..*shrugs.... Even were I to have the skills to reinstate the thing, it's a given it would give me endless problems, not so Balliram?  *winks...
And still the Good out there remain silently sitting on their hands.. Not even the suffering endured by the occupants at No. 4 and 5 can persuade you to stick your cautious necks out in the open and cry foul...
The climate of fear keeps you pinned to your comfortable seats, does it not?
For it's not just the savagery of the crime that sweeps the country, that now has you so nervous and obliging, but the very real possibility that YOUR home will be invaded via your powerlines, to give you way more than just access to a friendly local Network....

*And BTW, despite any jocular protestations to the contrary, made by Jannie van Zyl, if you do begin to experience pins and needles in your hands or feet, be aware that it's the beginning of the degradation and destruction of your cartilage, and if it continues, it will ultimately cripple you, no matter what your age...*

LATER at 7.15am

Time for a giggle?   Go check out Page 5 of today's Sunday Times, Doctor says Shaik was Beaten Up, at www.timeslive.co.za, to find the hastily re-worked script by Schabir and his co-writers... *grins..
Despite all the elaborate new additions, including several previously non-existent witnesses, I still maintain that the entire production has failed miserably, and has seriously tarnished more than just the Whisperer's name and reputation...
On the plus side however, it's provided some great light entertainment amongst all the usual doom and gloom..

On Page 3 of the Times Extra you'll find 'Cop Nayager determined to fight to get his job back', where the Pig states that god gave him a gift to be a crimefighter..*rolls on the floor.. Did his god also provide his talent for abusing vulnerable women, including his own wife?  Did his god provide his gift for engineering organised crime, using the Metro Connect technology? *fascinated....
The day this Sex Pest is re-admitted to the SAPS ranks, will be a backward step for any good that's being achieved in the country....

Is there anyone out there that's prepared to keep a watchful eye on the three female police officers that had the guts to stick out this lengthy fiasco of a court case?  Anyone?  You have to know that this seriously disturbed Felon will go to any lengths to achieve payback, (just as his protege does with us), and therefore those girls need your ongoing protection....
May I suggest that our Head of Intelligence would do well to have Nayager and his IT Lackey Balliram removed from the Zone altogether?  Though Mo may well consider that their contribution to the Information Theft Scheme warrants keeping them on, between them, they may eventually provide the Intelligence Head's own downfall.. (That is, if Mo's own aggro little boetie doesn't beat them to it... )

Monday 6th June at 4.50am...

My unfortunate Stalker arrived in a blaze of familiar heat this morning, at 4.37am, though this time he'd added the Nausea frequency to the mix... *yawns.. These days, my ears are seldom free of pressure indoors, though it varies from room to room, and it's fairly obvious that Balliram has upgraded his attacks, despite his efforts to at least attempt to employ a bit of stealth...

The last bit of swelling on the back of my crippled hand had finally disappeared by yesterday, though the pain and grinding bones continue to occur at the most inopportune of moments... Unsurprisingly, this pain continues to be at it's worst when I sit at the computer, or in my TV chair, or on Cloud 9...*blinks..
Looking back in my diary, I see that on Thursday 28th April (the very day my hand and wrist chose to swell so enormously), we were still hearing that odd *whoomp* sound, that accompanied a flash of light from the roof of der Bunker, just outside this window... It was only the following Monday that the Electricity Department droog HERE went up Balliram's pole, after our home had lost all it's power..
Though the chap had insisted he'd fixed the problem, I see that I've noted the same sound and flash of light occurring at 2.45am the following Thursday.... *coughs gently....

Looking back I can't help but wonder whether this odd phenomenon played any part in what was described by my doctor as a massive infection, which rapidly spread up my forearm... You laugh at the suggestion that these things might be related?  More fool you... *snorts..

It was brought to my attention last night that continued posturing, left over from the Local Elections, now threatens our little Sector Policing Forum, and I have to remind myself that we've weathered worse storms in the past... Go check out Facebook's Sydenham Community News group, and you'll get the picture soon enough..*yawns... Two failed Ward Candidates, and our Forum stuck in the middle, isn't likely to benefit the community at all, and hopefully it's resolved amicably, and without bloodshed....
Where do I sit in all of this?
If the break-away would-be Sydenham Sector Policing Forum consider that they can achieve more on their own, they should be allowed to give it a shot, with our assistance and blessing.. It counts for squat that privately I'm crushed, as long as the job gets done, and the residents ultimately benefit...  Moving on..

The GameWrecker bravely had a go at replacing the damaged heater hose in my car, yesterday evening.. I'd gone up after dark to see how he was getting on, and had noticed with interest that the two small but fierce lamps tucked under No. 18's eaves, weren't active... Quite possibly the high-pitched whistle that had occurred twice while I'd watched, a few nights back, meant there is a fault there somewhere... Alternatively, they weren't required for the Eavesdropping route Balliram had planned to take last night..  *shrugs...
Our Controller had remotely set off our wirelessed doorbell yesterday afternoon, while I sat watching the TV..
Inaccessible to anyone outside our property, it once again confirms that his grip on our lives is as tight as ever.. Ooops!   *grins..
Peace..

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Monday 6th June 2011 at 10.03am