THIS LITTLE PIGGY....
(begun Sunday 10th July at 4.15am..)


We'd finally found a vacated table, and had all four sat down to enjoy our bacon and egg sarmies and veggie wraps.. About five minutes into our conversation it got uncomfortably warm again.. Though it's doubtful the majority of you are likely to ever hear the truth, I'd have to say that right then an attempt was being made in all that bustling crowd, to isolate and monitor our chatting...
Where there are lights active during daylight hours, I'm betting there are cameras secreted as well, plus all four of us had our cellphones handy..
While it's not likely that our actual words are considered of any major importance, as an ongoing exercise in testing the surveillance technology, we would've had the Creep and his colleagues working flat out to pinpoint and enhance our brilliant repartee  *choking...
Right up until the Colonel had asked sceptically why I thought that Nayager would bother monitoring me, I'd had no coherent reply.. Silly, when the answer was so basic all along..

I'm a Test Dummy exercise is all.. One who was to be used and abused, to demonstrate the Metro Connect's technological brilliance, and to impress the Onlookers.. Alas, it was a given that I'd never be enough on my own to keep the Eavesdroppers amused, and the circle of guinea-pigs quickly widened to include my friends and relatives...*gags..
With my inherent stupidity, I've never posed a threat to the Project in any way, but instead have provided years of comic relief for the savages behind the controls.. Sure, after some of the more brutal paybacks enacted by Balliram, I'd tended to delude myself briefly that I'd scored the occasional minor home run, but all in all, it's taken the likes of the Rocket Scientist and the MastFighter to get the Barbarians behind the scenes to so much as hesitate for a second, in the race to harness the country to the Grid...

Until Karl Muller can solve the riddle of how the combination of fibre and wireless is being used to invade homes and businesses via the powerlines, and to put his findings into words that the man in the street can comprehend, this violation of human rights is set to continue, until it's too late...
Were you to dare question the use of such blatantly perverted and criminal thugs to run the Project, I've no doubt you'd be reassured that there's a failsafe plan in place to remove them, once the technology is installed countrywide.. Couched in gentle, sincere tones, and delivered by the finest of the silver-tongued Damage Controllers, you'll happily allow your misgivings to be swept aside, despite the horrors I continue to describe to you..

Has the Spy-That-Wasn't filled you in on the catastrophe that's befallen the Scrabble Player?  Balliram has proven to be streaks ahead of your average Village Gossip, and by now could out-skinner the most vociferous of tongue-waggers...
My Good Neighbour is a skilled carpenter who, on Thursday evening, lost his concentration long enough to back into one of his own tools, and all but sever his arm.. It makes little difference which arm, as my ruined wrist can attest..
To those remaining genuinely Good who visit me (if any), I ask that you spare him a kind thought and wish him a speedy recovery... While the family have a strong network of friends and relations to help them, it's going to be a trying time for one so active and hard-working... *sad..

Have the new Ethekwini Councillors been given an outright directive to avoid engaging on durbanite.co.za?  Or is it merely whispered in the corridoors of power that it would be wiser to avoid the website altogether?  *interested.... Used as a fairly effective tool in the runup to the Local Elections, as a means of promoting the Opposition, is it set now to cruise quietly for the next three years, before embarking again on a successful mission to colour your thinking?
Is it simply my innate paranoia that has me wondering about the site's sponsors?  Leon can't survive on Cloud 9 alone, so.... is there a whiff of the Beast behind the scenes?  Do I smell any telecoms backing in the air or not?  *studies David closely....

*It's now 5.30am and my microwave buzzing/tinnitus has increased to a piercing high-pitched whistle as Millie reacts irritably to the arrival of the BackFire frequency.. I'm limping badly this morning, as the cartilage in my left hip and knee is steadily fried away to match my ruined wrists, by the guiltily defensive thug next door...*

How's our santimonious Crumb doing on this deliciously dark and cool winter's morning?  The latest mischief going to plan?  The carefully weighted remarks dropped to both sides, having the desired effect?  People puffed up with their own self-importance are such fun to manipulate, hey Laz?  *teeth... Your colleague, the convicted Felon Nayager, is about due to spout off in the Press again.. Will you have to forfeit one of your own frequent appearances in the Weekly Gazette, to make room for your ex-bosses continued insistence that he was framed by 5 of his female officers?  *falls over choking...
May I guess that despite his ignominious dismissal, both Manuel and Small have only to turn their heads a fraction to find Nayager lurking nearby?    Protected as he is by the Overseer of the Zone, Barnabas, there's sod-all they can do to get rid of the Women-Abuser, should they even wish to..
You get the joke folks?
That the ex-Head of Sydenham Station is now running organised crime full-time for his Mentor the Druglord, as they follow the brief given them by the Project Authors, to destabilise the area and keep it that way..
It's my firm belief that One-Eyed Jack beats a regular path to the Wireless Station on Ridge Road, from which advantageous point beneath the radio mast, he and Balliram continue to cause misery and suffering throughout the Zone..

Has our Schabir visited the Felon's new base yet?  Easily achieved behind black-tinted vehicle windows... Have they managed to jump the signal through to wherever it is that Ms. Khosa resides?  To punish her for her persistance in refusing to drop the assault charges, by flooding her home with the crippling wireless frequencies?
Maybe you should enquire after her health, if you still give a fig for any justice being done.. Or not..*shrugs...

Though Karl Muller will have judged me correctly as a Simpleton of note, it hasn't deterred me from trying to catch his attention.. Has he seen the front page of our Independent on Saturday?  The 'Vicious Flu Hits Durban' article?
Am I stretching credibility too far, to link this outbreak of the H1N1 virus to the Metro Connect technology and the cloud of EMR that hangs so thickly over the city and suburbs?  Is it possible that so many citizens in the area have had their immune systems damaged by the hugely increased level of microwaves, that their reactions to a standard flu virus are now extreme?  *interested...
Was Metro Connect upgraded in several new areas recently, that has caused such a sudden and shocking reaction among so many?

You have only the word of an acknowledged Fool and her built-in aerial to go on, but on my Thursday outings, we generally cover a fair distance, during which Millie reports faithfully on the more heavily saturated suburbs around the city..
Be it simply as we drive by a radio mast or enter a Mall, there are those she reacts to, and those that keep her thankfully silent...

I confess that I was appalled by the amount of radiation in the air down at uShaka last week, and it only increases my interest in the now gaunt appearance of our Corrupt City Manager..
While it's probably due as he insists, to a sudden interest in diet and exercise, I wouldn't be at all surprised to find the Cracker had orders to hack into Sutcliffe's medical records and check on them.. IT Security consultant to Hospitals, Balliram?  A bloody useful means of keeping an eye on the more important of the Author's puppets, not so? *winks...
There's not an ache or pain that Sutcliffe carries to his GP, that the Curry Mafia, Barnabas, and other assorted interested parties won't be aware of, and that's a given... *belches...

Our CPF Chair informed us that he was nominated, and had accepted, a position on the Cluster Exec Committee, the week before last.  Can I anticipate that this was a careful move to ensure that he is double-booked in the future, and that it will be our Sector Policing Meetings he is forced to miss as a result?  If indeed there are problems looming on the horizon for our CPF and the in-the-process-of-being formed Sparks Estate Forum, it would be best for the instigators were our Head to be otherwise occupied?  As always, mere speculation, and I'd be happy to be proven wrong... *waves to Abbie G...

LATER at 10.30am..

The bike rolled silently down the slope behind the gumtrees, before the rider kicked it noisily into life.. Lucky I'd been watching, as he'd flushed out a lurking BushDweller, hidden behind the big gumtree at the end of the little bluff, and the bloke had scrambled into the long grass and laid prone until the rider left..
An independent?  One of Nayager's army of willing droogs, rewarded for watching the properties down here?

Another Cessna-like plane has just gone over, heading southwest.. Not THIS now familiar sight with Police stamped on it's wings, but one that also wears the unmistakable blue and white colours of SAPS.. The Aviator isn't here for me to ask, but I have to wonder whether the PTB have decided it's cheaper to use the little fixed-wings, than the AirWing Choppers?  Alternatively, they've roped in these additional planes to speed up the coverage of the technology and they're also now linking up recent groundwork onto the main-frame.. *shrugs..
Peace..

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Sunday 10th July 2011 at 2.02pm.