POLITICALLY INCORRECT...
(begun Monday 29th August at 3.20am..)

*It's 11.40am and I'm still busy going through this blog for errors when I notice the modem is being manipulated again, and my five lights have dropped down to three, and the signal quality along with it... This is definitely not corruption, because.....?*


Am I permitted to use the term Deaf, or will the PC Police leap out of hiding and arrest me?  Hard of hearing then?  Aurally challenged?   It suddenly struck me that Balliram can't himself, hear his own wirelessed 'nunus'.. How ironic would that be? *chokes...

I don't mean when he cranks them up full-bore, like the device I've nick-named Lazarus, that lives just outside our lounge window, and has done for a couple of years now.. Geez, when he runs that baby at full throttle, chances are it can be heard right over at the Recreation Centre.. No, I mean his laughably cautious efforts to activate the one here outside this window... That tiny and ja, shifty, little squeak that he generally stops as soon as I spit out loud, tut, or very often just snort at....  I'm betting there's a good chance he can't hear it himself and has to rely on my reaction?  Shame... *shrugs...

It's time for a refresher course, folks... A reminder of the weird and often painful symptoms that you should learn to recognize, in case you ever draw the short-straw as we've done here in the valley...
In the beginning, back in 2005, it started with the Dead and Burning Hands and Fingers frequency, experienced mostly out of doors, while very often a huge amount of the Nausea frequency filled the air as well... By 2006, Balliram owned the powerlines and the symptoms became more concentrated indoors, and began to include the inexplicable Jaw Ache and Earache frequency, all experienced by Sue the Book, Penny, Missus B.Snr. and myself...  Though you can be sure there were others nearby enduring similar delights, there's no way of knowing for sure...*peers at Carol....

By now several of us were living with the Christmas beetle chorus 24/7, and by 2008/2009, if not earlier, I was encountering the heatwaves in pockets about the house, and very often they were coming directly off the PC monitor itself.  You may also recall those two separate and memorable occasions when both the GW and I found our faces had turned a dull brick-red for no apparent reason at all.....

*The tinny squeak has just begun grinding outside the window, and I'm sort of embarrassed for the Plonker, and for once, I say nothing...*

It wasn't long before Balliram discovered he could manipulate the startlingly painful Knives to the Wrists and Hands frequency and he began employing it freely, often as I sat here at the keyboard...  His efforts culminated in my elbow swelling up like a football and the joint changing shape permanently..
My kind old GP had been baffled, and had said as much.. He'd said that he'd put bursitis on my chart, but that he'd not seen the likes of the massive infection accompanying it, ever before... *shrugs...
That little delight had barely responded to the pain-killers, anti-inflammatories, and antibiotics, when a few weeks later, the other elbow began to swell.... Magic hey?  *winks...
Man, was our Controller having a ball, or what?  I've the feeling though, that he was fumbling, and didn't really know what he was doing, just that he enjoyed the results tremendously... *vomits...
Once I began describing his achievements here on blogger, he was forced to put the brakes on somewhat...

It must have been sometime in 2010 that the Tutor arrived from Johannesburg and settled in across Jan Smuts Highway..
Almost immediately the assaults were refined and upgraded, and became astonishingly accurate... *claps...
By then little Penny had long since given up her live-in position next door, and she would come in once a week from the jondolo to work for me.. As a result, she wasn't suffering the symptoms that had frightened her for so long..

I guess the rest is history and recent enough that you'll recall the Broken Wrist and Hand episode that resulted in my hand and wrist, right up to my elbow, swelling like a balloon, and a subsequent scan revealing that the cartilage around my thumb had disappeared...
Sure, the pills eventually took care of the raging infection, but there remains all these months later, a clearly visible swelling at the base of the thumb-joint, that just like my unfortunate elbow, refuses to go away...
The GP had sent me on that occasion to a Specialist, who within minutes suggested it was Carpal Tunnel and that he would do the necessary operation..
I'd declined, and I'd suggest that in a similar position, you do too...

If it turns out that your pain and suffering is caused by the amount of wireless frequencies in your home or office, as it cooks away your protective cartilage, you're going to fork out a small fortune for a futile operation... *shrugs...
What could you do to prevent this from happening to you?  Nada... I s'pose you could raise the subject as you idle on efnet, but that would merely draw attention to yourself, and wouldn't be a good idea at all...
If you're among the Blessed Chosen, and are fully invested in the Wireless Project to the extent that you turn your lights on and off to order, and you've been experiencing any of the weird symptoms described, where can you get help?

The best suggestion I can offer you is to STFU and deal with it... *smiles sweetly.... The way I see it, once the microwaves have breeched your immune system, there's no going back.. Think about that for a bit, as you sit happily enjoying your uncapped free broadband on your local Network....
The frequencies necessary for YOUR Area Controller to enhance your private conversations and relay them back to his headphones, are the very frequencies that appear to do the most physical damage, and even if your idle chatter is of no interest to your Monitor, chances are that your neighbour's might be...

Can your Controller enhance your next door neighbour's conversations without affecting YOUR power system?  I'd have to guess you'd be assured that's a yes, though in practise, you might not escape all the fall-out...
I've already mentioned that very recently my Area controller, Balliram, has upped the Earache and Pain to the Jaw frequency, and I have to report that right now I'm aware of a dull ache in my neck... It occurs to me that having vented his spleen on our fixed line, and blown up our power circuit, I can anticipate the next attack to be a physical one... *yawns...As a common-or-garden goonda, he's sadly predictable...
While the Tutor will no doubt be advocating the use of a modicum of stealth in these assaults, my Monitor will as always, be hard-put to obey.. Whether this latest development to my neck is due to culminate soon in a renewed assault on my person is anyone's guess, and you'll just have to watch this space to find out...

Needless to say, Raw Power have not rushed out to repair all the darkened streetlights that are supposedly on our circuit, which I'd reported to Eddie the other day... In fairness, they would have to wait for Mr. Sewsunker to pass on any Fault number that was reported, before they could attend to it, so they're pretty much in the clear for the moment...*winks at Allen horribly...
Remind me again of the wonders the Wireless Project is set to achieve?  As our little street sits so dark and unlit, and dangerously vulnerable to any criminal element in the area?   Bear in mind if you would, that the Wireless technology atop our poles doesn't need the lights functioning for the radio waves to continue entering our homes, and ask yourselves what the true motives are, behind the Project...
Could it be that I've actually had it right all along? *gasp...

That crime is most definitely being promoted and engineered deliberately, countrywide, to soften you into believing that only the Metro Connect Surveillance and Wireless Project can save you?  Why else would all the lights be left unattended for so long in an area that historically, should have the techs swarming out here in droves at the first sign of a problem?  Any ideas on that score, Mistuh Spence?   You're offended by my attitude, and therefore we can all continue to be fried, for all you care?
You'd like to help, but get the trots just thinking about the possibility of crossing your associates?
I guess the former is probably the answer, to a chap that is by now extremely comfortable working closely with criminals?

I was relieved to find last night, that a thread had been started on mybroadband on the shocker of a picture published on the Sunday Times Front page yesterday.  It appears that several posters are as puzzled as I am, as to why the Editor saw fit to display it quite so blatantly, when he surely must have realised the enormous repurcussions it would cause?
That it will be taken at face value by thousands who were deprived of an education, and who will call it like they see it..  *snarls...

A shocking error of judgement, or a deliberate attempt at further mischief-making?   You want to stick your ear into the corridors of Power and tellus the answer there Jannie?  I didn't think so....
Have a few of your ardent supporters taken to casting sideways glances at you, when they think you're not watching?  Are they at last beginning to question how consistently and vehemently you've discounted the claims I've made over the years as imaginative bullshit?   Godforbid your fans should dare to think for themselves FFS!

There are those that frequent the mybroadband forums that I've never given up on, even after all this time.. That, despite their inability to overcome their natural repugnance towards Idiots, they will come to see the truth, in spite of Mr. van Zyl's best sweaty efforts to keep it hidden.. Maybe next year?  *limps on...

LATER at 7.45am

According to this morning's Times, that gross picture first surfaced back in 2007, which only makes the Time's decision to publish it now, more questionable then ever.. *puts on shiny cap...
Had the Authors noticed that the Times was becoming the very thing they fear the most?  Dedicated to revealing the truth?  I would dearly love to know what leverage was used to have that photo published on Sunday, as leverage it most certainly was.....  *shrugs..
Peace..

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Published Monday 29th August 2011 at 11.32 and that's the gospel.....