MURDEROUS INTENT..
(begun Tuesday 28th June at 3.40am..)
*Is that Dominic King from Capell Road I see doing Gate duty this morning? *waves...*
It's becoming routine...
Our backup light went on at 2.15am, and I surfaced at the same time, and then woke the old man who rang Faults to report probable cable damage...*yawns... This time he insisted on calling Dodge City as well, saying that maybe the thieves were still on Jan Smuts Highway... *snorts...
Constable S. was polite, but totally disinterested, and who can blame him? He said they'd had a report last night at 7.30pm to say there was someone fiddling with the cables, but it had been a false alarm... *shrugs..
Load-shedding? Sure it is, though a darned expensive exercise, as the contractors will eventually have to come out and fix the damage...
I climbed back onto Cloud 9 at 2.35am, and just minutes later, the BackFire, along with vague earache kicked in... Once again proof that cutting the lights doesn't affect the Creep's access to our home in any way... Moving on..
I hadn't seen the fierce little Rep. from Sydenham Heights in ages... The last time I saw her at a CPF Meeting she was ready to pack her bags and go visit her family in Oz, but she surely had to be back by now...?
I rang her last night and she picked up.. Turns out that she'd subsequently woken up one morning in February, unable to move with pain... She was diagnosed with osteoporosis, without having had so much as a hint of any problems previously.
*Do us a favour here, and sit up and pay attention FFS!* She's a wiry little woman without a ounce of spare fat on her, who walks everywhere, and up to that point had been as fit as a fiddle.... Eye-wateringly devout, and tenacious to a degree when it came to community problems at Block B, Sydenham Heights, she would've been regarded as a nuisance by the Druglord's Boyz fosho.... You keeping up here?
Eventually she was well enough to fly out, and said that once she'd reached Oz, all her symptoms vanished and she'd had a wonderful holiday...*blinks...
She got back to SA on 27th May and was laid low again immediately with the same excrutiating pain..*vomits... Anything you want to tellus Laz? You're not involved in that side of the Metro Connect Project, and unaware of how many people are being nuked over at Sydenham Heights alone? Really? Alas, I'd have to call you a Liar at this point..
She's on the third floor, and I'm betting there are some massively powerful lights just across from her bedroom, on nearby Crouch Road? The same sort of lights that went up at the entrance to Dean Park in 45th Avenue, shortly before our ex-CPF Secretary ended up in Casualty at Entabeni, crying out in agony? Probably the same lights on Crouch Road that were reported later at our Meeting as being broken? Blown fuses with all that additional power shoved through them, is my bet...
While Mr. van Zyl will most certainly be using Colin P. Balliram's tutoring skillz to keep him from being removed as an Area Controller, Barnabas is using his skillz in another area entirely...
Did I not tell you that there would be victims of this new form of violence, dotted across the Zone? Good, innocent people who for some reason or other have irritated Barnabas or his Rotten Apples up at Dodge? Did I not promise you a neighbourhood overflowing with cripples? Can you begin to imagine how sick the minds are, behind these systematic and deliberate assaults?
Balliram and Nayager are on the rampage, and their perceived enemies will be going down like nine-pins, thanks in main to one man...
Yep, whether following orders or not, our Superintendent of Electricity for Durban can easily be described as a mass murderer, for the part he's playing in the Metro Connect Project...
Too harsh? Where are the bodies? Oh, they'll be out there, and I count Bernie's boy among them fosho.. It's unlikely that Sue the Book's 80+ mum will last much longer, since she moved into Sue's cottage on Saturday..
The deaths caused indirectly by Allen Spence will be lingering and painful in the extreme, and you can count on it...
You roll your eyes and say you're not controlling the powerlines out our way Allen? Precisely. For every day you remain silent, another 20 years should be added to the jail sentence you so richly deserve, and even that wouldn't cover the misery you've helped to author... *shrugs...
When Ian Halliday signed the deal with Jannie and Telkom, was he told of the casualties anticipated? Was he told that suburbs were to be divided up and handed to assorted Crime Bosses and Druglords to control, as this was the quickest way of achieving total coverage? The criminal's lack of conscience or morals being exactly what was needed by the Project Authors, to get the job done.. ? Naa...
Mr. Halliday wouldn't have wanted to hear those gory details at all...
They got a Leverage File on you Ian? Some dark, dirty little secrets that keep you dancing obligingly to their tune? It's Players like yourself that would have had their profiles studied intensively by the Behavioural Science Boffs, before deciding which were the easiest puppets to manipulate...
Are the projected stats of the estimated number of casualties caused by your 50 illegally erected Masts tucked away somewhere in a data base? Not something that interested the number crunchers?
At this point I'm tempted to feel pity for our Head of Intelligence himself, for the telecoms giants are now in a position to turn on him tomorrow, if they wished, and there's nothing he can do about it...
Could he have foreseen that the cozy relationship with his USA counterpart would come to this? Probably not... *sighs...
LATER at 7.20am
I'd staggered back to bed at around 5am.. By 5.30am the Sad Creature was paying me some serious attention.. My feet, that had been snugly encased in two pairs of thick socks, and covered by two heavy blankets, suddenly began burning with cold.. (that's the only description that fits). Not long after that I began the dry hacking bark.
At 5.40am Balliram kicked off his noisy alarm and announced to his family and the neighbourhood that it was time to rise and shine....
Did Missus C not see the change in her SO? A change that occurred some time last year, and which I remarked upon several times here in my blog? How I literally smelled his sudden leap in confidence, and had said it boded no good for us at all?
That would've been about the time his own Tutor arrived here in Durban, to teach him the art of microwave frequencies used as a weapon of war... *looks at the RF Fundi sadly...
A weapon of war unleashed, not upon dangerous subversives and enemies of the State, but on those judged by a Druglord, a Cracker, and a disgraced ex-cop, to be worthy targets...*spews... In fact, just for the hell of it....
May I suggest that if you know your Area Controller personally, that you keep a close eye on him or her, and you will see how gradually they start to morph into a monster.. It's the feeling of having so much power over so many lives that does it, and I doubt even the few so-called Good controllers will escape...
The coral tree just outside my window groans under the weight of a serious number of birds, all waiting patiently for their breakfast.. I'm off for a bit...
LATER at 9.20am
I've just shown the GW the picture I took earlier of the cabling vandalised down at the stop-street.. He studied it before shaking his head and saying 'it's poor people trying to make a bit of money'... *falls over shrieking... If I'm the man in the street, my significant other could safely be termed MUGS-R-US.. He had replaced the insulation-tape covered plug on the end of the Scrabble Player's long lead, as the least he could do in return for our Good Neighbour's kindness...
He tested it, this time with my trusty adaptor and it's clear red light.. Ooops! The light flickered and died.. I guess my plug took a spike last Friday, when the power was finally back on long enough for me to wash my hair? I'd watched it closely as I'd plugged in the hairdryer, and the light took it's time coming on, which it never does...
The Vandal next door working his magic again fosho... *gags...
LATER at 9.45am
Busy, busy, busy... The lead is working just fine for the moment, but the little dogs began sounding the alarm about half an hour ago.. Monkeys on the way? Eventually I got the ladder and climbed up to look over the wall into the valley, only to find a BushDweller comfortably surrounded by his possessions, seated just below our wall..
I told him it would be a good idea if he moved on smartly and took THESE pictures of him as well... Not prize-winners, but good enough...
Now I'm quite worn out listening to the GW bustle about so busily, so I figure it's time to fish out my book and have a read.. Stay safe and, peace..
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Wednesday 29th June 2011 at 10.43am...
