RIPE..
(begun Friday 12th August at 11.55am...)
You equally slow thinkers out there, who consider I've demonised Balliram unfairly, have literally no idea of his real character... The small malicious mischiefs he's now easily able to achieve, on top of the genuinely brutal attacks via our powerlines...
The GW had sent a couple of texts to the boy on Wednesday, and I sent him one yesterday morning at 7am as well.. The usual swift responses weren't forthcoming.. He lives in Camden, so I guess if you're a parent you'd understand our anxiety...
We were sitting waiting at a big intersection up in Pinetown yesterday at midday, when on a sudden whim, I dialled his number and he answered.. He said he'd replied immediately to all our texts...
As Balliram is without a doubt our Vodacom Network Manager, would he care to tellus why they never arrived?
Sure, the Networks that end were extra busy, but the deliberate blocking was probably a first in a long time, and I guess that Mr. Mean sought to raise our anxiety levels even further.. If I'd tried to call the UK from home, would I have been successful? Highly unlikely.... *eyeroll...
Would the Deputy Secretary of the Sparks Estate Forum find this behaviour by a Project Area Controller acceptable, or would she be easily persuaded to believe there were problems with the Network in general? Hah!
Saturday 13th August at 3.20am
Scheizen! There's a wind sprung up, and clouds are flying in from the south as I watch.. Hopefully they'll keep going, as V is due later this morning..
Does Metro Connect have official forms where one can rate one's Area Controller? Any chance you'd share that link? Seriously? Or are Barnabas' pet lapdogs exempt from being criticized?
While he may have eased off on the BackFire last night while I watched telly, he had the gall to replace it with earache and the Broken Wrists, en ek maak mos sterk beswaar.... *snarls...
Again, I would ask why this outrage is being allowed to continue unabated, if the bloody Project is being touted as for the good... *hears only the silence...
We eventually found No. 5 Sanderson Road, Pinetown on Thursday, and I confess I can understand the Community's dismay at MTNs arrival for, IIRC, there were already pylons marching along just the other side of the main road... Add the tower and you've a recipe for disaster...
I was expecting to find a shabby run-down property whose owner was clearly battling to make ends meet, and who would have seen the SP's arrival as a god-send.... Instead I found THIS home, which gave no indication of financial woes at all...*startled... I can only guess that if they've lived on that property for a number of years, they've already had their heads cooked by both exhaust fumes and the pylons, and were ripe for the plucking...
Did you ever doubt Sutcliffe was going to get away scott-free? I took myself over to durbanite.co.za yesterday evening and read the 'New Asset Database to make Politicians more Accountable' thread, only to find that both George and our own Ethekwini have declined to comply and release the required details to the Institute of Security Studies.... *snorts...
Add to that the fact that Manase and Associates are still dragging their collective and doubtless well-shod heels with their cover-up report, and you can smell the rot a mile off...
How came our own City Manager by his time-share in Goa? Has he had sufficent time to have had the paperwork 'adjusted' on that particular acquisition? And no Mikey - it's pointless puffing yourself up in a red-faced offended rage, for you are a professional crook, and there's no two ways about it...
It's guaranteed that you and your beneficiaries have made a personal killing off the back of honest hard-working ratepayers like my old man.. Even so, I could shrug that off, were it not for the ease with which you handed us to a DRUGLORD to be used as Test Dummies for the Metro Connect Fibre/Wireless Project...
Was it in 2002 when you applied for the position of City Manager, or had your character already been assessed and They came knocking on your door to persuade you that you were the No. 1 candidate for the job? Were the Authors confident right back then that they had enough on you, to keep you in line? C'mon Mikey, you can tellus, for it's not as if you're going to lose anything?
There's no chance you'll have to forfeit so much as a red-cent of your ill-gotten gains, as you know enough to topple those at the very pinnacle of this steaming pile.. I figure you adopted the old sticks and stones mantra at the outset, and ignored everything but the delicious kerching, as your bank balance increases....
Have your well-placed 'friends' told you quite rightly that I'm not worth getting excited about?
*It's now 4.10am and His Shiftyness thinks the wind may drown out the sound of his wirelessed nunu nearby... NOT!*
That despite I tell the truth, my accusations are so outrageous they're easily tossed aside as the ravings of a loon? Will you go on to enjoy the fruits of your crooked labours, or will Fate see to it that you eventually succumb to the very medicine you've allowed us to be force-fed for the past six-plus years?
*I chuckle aloud as my Controller continues to delude himself, that I can't hear that high-pitched grinding squeak...*
Any of you notice how neatly the rioting in London has distracted from the ex-Intelligence Officer's comments that phone hacking in the UK is but the tip of the iceberg? The so-fortunate timing of the riots and subsequent arrests, that will have your average Brit thinking that Big Brother has it's advantages after all...
That if hacking into phone accounts is required to nail those yobbos, then so be it... Neatly done, though at a horrendous cost...
It's not as if the regard for human life is top of the Beast's list, and I'll bet that a few million corpses were factored in as inevitable, when the Master Plan was first touted decades ago....
There I go again - Telling you a truth which you surely don't want to hear, while giving the Telecoms Agent further ammunition with which to diss me roundly...
*The stealth Specialist has given up on trying to hide the sound of his wireless device, and it's thready sound grinds on against the wind*
The Moth cottage once occupied by Sue the Book's old lady on Jan Smuts, now stands empty, and I have to wonder who it is that will be granted tenancy, and how long they'll last up there... The Flame Lily Illuminati, Brian Osborne, ran a successful anti-toad smear campaign before old age and circumstance forced him to take a back seat, but it's hoped that by now the ex-Trustee's little wife at No. 11 has seen past that subterfuge....
That despite her SO's support and assistance for many of the more corrupt goings on up there, my concern is for the health of ALL the tenants, and not just that of the innocents affected by Balliram's behaviour over the years...
Has the family at No. 11 managed to escape unscathed so far, being as how they have front-row loge seats to all the technology involved in the Metro Connect Project?
Depression? Headaches? Inexplicable rages? Joint pains and Christmas beetles? Though it's unlikely that Balliram will ever have flooded their little home with the worst of the wireless frequencies, (as they, like No. 17, are Project puppets), they will nonetheless have been unable to avoid the fall-out in the area, and I'd be astonished to find that all five occupants have no symptoms at all...
Were I to give her the emrffsa Oppenheimer-funded Health Questionnaire to fill in, how many boxes would be ticked? None at all? Pull the other one...
Amazingly, our bathroom taps have reverted to their good behaviour, despite that the GW has yet to replace the part he'd thought was causing the problem... *blinks... Will they continue to work without a hitch until shortly after the 10th September? An auspicious date in our Bullyboy's diary? You'll simply have to wait and see on that score....
It's 5.05am and I'm off to rest my eyes for a bit.. Cheers...
LATER at 6.15am
Ten minutes ago I was as snug as a bug and dead to the world, when I surfaced to the Aching Ankles frequency.. I asked aloud irritably (sp) which of the Crescent's many criminals dictated that our system should be activated in such a manner at this hour, at which point el Monstro swiftly replaced the Aching Ankles with the BackFire...*snorts...
So here I am back at the desk to continue my fruitless whining...
Maybe once you've stopped sniggering, you'll sober up and give it some thought? That the 'trials' per se, must be long done, and just what marvellous achievements has our Controller made on this circuit? I've not heard of any of my neighbours being charged with a criminal offence?
So tellus Dominic? Abbie? Have either of you been informed of any criminal syndicates operating from the homes down this end of the Crescent, that warrant this continued intensely abusive invasion?
Or could it be that my allegations of criminal behaviour have been correct all along, and we continue to be brutalised for the entertainment of the Blackguards running this Show?
Peace..
PS: Its now 5.19pm and I logged on to find a mail from the kid saying that many of her friends up at Notties and Rosetta are experiencing problems with texting to the UK. Nothing personal after all then, Balliram? My word, but you're a slippery lot.... *spews......
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Saturday 13th August 2011 at 11.17am..
