BUYING TIME..
(begun Thursday 14th July at 6.05am...)


Bored?  Don't be FFS!  It's magic, dudes!  Black magic, voodoo magic, you name it, but my word, I'm hard put not to be impressed right now...
I'd been doing a Long-John Silver limp about the house since I rose, and I only just realised it was unnecessary.. Hau!  My agonised hip pain has faded almost completely, and the grinding bones in my knee have settled to a tight ache, no more... *startled... Having gone overboard and hit me earlier at 2.45am with pretty much everything he's got, I guess it fits the pattern of his previous behaviour, to subsequently dumb down the worst of the horrors, and then pretend he had no part in it..
The Behavioural Scientists will be nodding knowingly at this point, ja?

You've classified him as a textbook psychopath? An outwardly amiable, here-take-the-shirt-off-my-back kinda fellow, so twisted and sick within, it was a given he's turned out to be Barnabas' prize monkey... Like gravitates to like, hey Janneman?
Though my hip and knee have quietened to an astonishing degree, the BackFire remains, and Balliram's cocked and waving ears are right behind it... *yawns...

Friday 15th July at 3am

Did I buy myself some sort of temporary reprieve, or was the lack of any noticeable attack this morning more likely to have been due to the Rocket Scientist's latest posts on mybroadband?  I got up at 1.15am to pee, and both hip and knee were once again, amazingly well-behaved...
At 2am Cola's ears suddenly drove him nuts and the mad flapping ensued, so I got up to let him out.. (BTW, in case you'd forgotten, the Controller has the frequencies that upset both dogs, nailed.. Oddly enough, they are slightly different for each dog, but VERY effective).
After that I didn't get back to sleep, and here I am....

At 3.10am as I sat here at the desk, a familiar wave of heat engulfed me, and I muttered audibly to the Sicko to take it easy, and five minutes later I shrugged my cardigan back on... Same old...
We'd pulled away from ours just after 10am yesterday morning, and the GW had asked me where we were going.. I replied that I'd like to go search for the school with the Mast that had been visible through the classroom windows, at which point the BackFire kicked in full-on, and stayed with us...*gags...
Audio-monitoring to the nth degree ja...
Needless to say, though I got THESE fine pics of the Benjamin Place Primary School in Farningham Ridge, and the masts that sits way too close to those classrooms for comfort, we didn't find the school I was looking for, and had to abort the mission for a loo call.. *mutters about OAP's and their weaknesses...

At one point we'd been parked on the roof at Sanlam Centre, Pinetown, next to THIS fine array of panels, and how miserable they'd made me.. My hip, knee, wrist and the BackFire had all shrieked incessantly until we left, and even then the entire trip had stayed uncomfortable, and I'd been glad to get home after 2pm..
Whatever additions and tweaks have been made to the Polo, were cranked to the max for the duration of our outing yesterday...
When I tell you that if we drive past a particular mast, the BackFire screams, it's because something in the car 'sees' the mast and wakes up to say hi, that causes my sudden increase in pain.. I'm talking rubbish?  Naa - Rezah knows what I'm trying to say, and that's all that counts...*waves...

I read Karl Muller's latest posts on mybroadband last night, and allowed myself to briefly imagine I could hear the faint thunder of hooves heading down the draw... After all these years of waiting, I hardly recognised the sound, and it faded as quickly as it began...
Could I do that?  Could I lay charges against Ian Halliday, or better yet, my Area Controller, Colin P. Balliram?
Halliday for knowingly colluding with Telkom and allowing our iBurst service to be hijacked from tradepage and run through the criminal proxy?  Or would I hang onto our Ian and force him to be a witness for the prosecution?  Balliram's involvement in our torture is public knowledge and has been since the Mweb fiasco..
Would I have Peggy Alison subpoenaed (sp) to confirm this?  Hang on a sec.... *comes back to earth with a bump...

At which Station would I open such a docket?  Sydenham SAPS has a solid history of mislaying documents, have they not? *winks... Besides, nearly every Station in the country has at least several staff members who are aware of the surveillance Project, and who will answer to their version of 'Earl' Michael Barnabas, and in turn to Mo Shaik....
The Rocket Scientist is unlikely to get much joy by laying charges at a local Station, and he will have to go International before anything much is achieved.. Even then I suspect that there are those at the WHO, who have colluded with the telecoms industry to allow this mass Abuse of Human Rights to ever get off the ground... *forgets the vow to cut down, and lights another fag...

I'll admit to a certain amount of disappointment when Karl Muller announced that the surveillance technology came from Japan and the Kyocera company.. If you recall, I had it being purchased either from Korea or India, and it turns out I was way off the mark... *fumes...  He clearly knows what he's talking about, though natch, they don't mention that particular technology on their website...
Who was it that did the konichi-wa thing?  Our Telecoms Agent, Jannie van Zyl?  Telkom's finest Strategist?  At this point I'd be obliged if you didn't bother insisting the fellow is now merely a vodacom rep....*snorts.. You're kidding no-one.. Jannie is a top-dog Telkom man, and despite the expedient cosmetic career moves, he will always be a Telkom man...

Where are you Cara?  Are you listening?  Rudolf is stuck firmly between a rock and a hard place right now, and godwilling he's paying attention to your views... If anyone can turn this mess around, it's the female of the species... Moving on..

Any of you remember the ball of light I was privileged to see back in the nineties, as it sped along the Freeway here, on a dark July morning?  Brilliant white with an electric blue outline?  Those things were whizzing about all over the City that morning, and were seen by some very credible witnesses...
I'd eventually decided they'd been Project related and were some sort of weird advanced GPS system that was mapping the route that was to be used by the Metro Connect technology..
Man, I'd even suggested that it was Visitors from some distant galaxy who owned those balls of light, though an effort was made recently to have you believe they were simply Russian space debris... *winks...

A couple of weeks back my kid had told me of the latest UAV that the Aviator had built, and she showed me a U-Tube clip of the original design made in Japan.. If I had a link I'd give it you, but you will have to find it for yourselves...
It's a remote-controlled sphere floating about in a room with a Japanese lady, and the Aviator had managed to make a pretty good copy of it...
Right now you have to factor in what the Radio Frequency Specialist has said about technology being as much as 20 years more advanced than the public is aware of...
What if the Japanese ball had in fact secretly been refined and upgraded without public knowledge, and it was that very technology that was seen criss-crossing the streets and suburbs of Durban in the nineties?  Just a thought? My attempts at writing are even worse than usual, and I could scream with frustration...

Karl Muller OTOH, becomes clearer with each post he makes, and you can't fail to see how you've been conned.. His posts should be compiled into bookform and made required reading for everyone...
Once the penny drops, maybe you too will be disgusted to see that 8eita continue to run the ad on TV where the lady keeps her cellphone in her bra....
That advertisement isn't simply misleading, but has murderous intent, and under the circumstances, the sooner it's canned the better...

By now Balliram has doubtless been reassured that nothing will come of the Rocket Scientist's endeavours, but nevertheless he sits strangely quiet this morning..? *curious... Guaranteed his good behaviour won't last, as all it will take is a zol or three, and a bit of egging on by his compatriots, for the brutality to be resumed...
Osteo-arthritis?  Osteoporosis?  Quite an upgrade from destructive Cracker to murder by Wireless frequency weaponry, hey dewd?  All that I've claimed I owed you for forcing me to improve my pitifully flawed character, and for lifting my life from resigned boredom to an obsessive interest and fascination with things mostly beyond my ability to understand, have fallen away..
That you couldn't restrict yourself to torturing just one victim, has been your downfall... May the sounds of your many target's suffering cease to turn you on, and instead, come back to haunt you day and night..

At this point, it's a great deal of wishful thinking on my part, but I guess that Karl Muller has done a fine job of - dare I say it? -getting the ball rolling... *falls on over... If Jannie goes down, there's a chance that Balliram's Mentor the Druglord Barnabas won't be far behind, leaving our Area Controller's personal input for all the world to see...
Will she stand by him once she realises what it is he's been up to?  Will she continue to buy his lies?  I'd hazard a bet that he's that far gone, he'd actually be offended if she were to dump him... *gags...

I look at my suffering and crippled friends and neighbours, and find that I've no sympathy for Balliram at all...
Quite a breakthrough for an acknowledged victim of the Stockholm Syndrome, don't you think?
May the Force be with the Rocket Scientist and the MastFighter, in their every endeavour, for it seems that in the blink of an eye they've achieved what I've failed to do over six long years...*applauds...
Peace..

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Friday 15th July 2011 aty 10.45am...