CUCKOO...
(begun Tuesday 25th October at 3.35am..)
*At about 11.30am the GW remarked that the iBurst connection had been dropped, and that his attempts to reconnect were proving unsuccessful... When eventually it was restored, only one of the five lights on the modem was working, and the green light below them had changed to white...*blinks... I shut down and reset the jackpoints and the modem sits now, rock steady. Could it be that Balliram was growing impatient with my SO, and his having to hang about for today's update to this blog? Drop my old man's connection and he'll get the message and give the cow a turn at the keyboard? *teeth*
I sat down here at the desk and eventually I whispered that he should tell me what's bothering him this morning.. Despite that his nearby nunu device had already kicked in, I don't think he could pick that up, but one can never be sure.. *eyeroll...
Once he decides it's time for me to get up, it's hardly worth arguing the toss.. Besides, my hand was about to spontaneously combust, so I gave up and got up....
He's scrabbled about in his bag of coded frequencies and opted for the dull Ache to the Base of the Skull as I sit here, with a few Knives to the Wrist, and a bit of BackFire for good measure... As one nutcase to another, I have to wonder whether he still tries to impress me, or whether he accepts that these days I find him quite literally a painful bore... *yawns....
Our small hardcore band of members pitched for the CPF Meeting last night, and I confess to thinking how pleased both Barnabas and the Crumb must be with the fruits of their careful manipulations...
We'd finished earlier than usual, and were milling about outside when someone across the field at the new mosque threw a switch and burst forth into his idea of the Call to Prayer.. *chokes..
Yeah, I know it's still a fairly new establishment and probably everyone has to have his turn, but at the risk of hurting someone's feelings, they might want to consider borrowing a few Prayer Callers from the Sparks Road mosque?
I heard later that there may be a bit of bickering going on between Admin and cleric, as to the volume levels of the Azaan, and clearly the Pump up the Jam team won this round hands down... Frankly, I was embarrassed for the surrounding Muslim Community, as the Caller's efforts raised more grins than dismay... *shrugs...How many of the genuinely good Muslims attending that mosque have dared to question the Moulana on the matter and have been told to mind their own business.*curious.... It's like I said...
All the religious institutions here in the Zone appear to have an agenda that very often runs contrary to their teachings, and the new mosque is no different....
I guess the manipulated spite is set to continue and it's a shame, for I'd found the madressa to be a fine addition to the neighbourhood, until I was treated personally to that deliberately theatrical bomb, last night...
*It's now nearly 4.30am and the BackFire has increased mightily... *waves to it's pathetic Controller...*
There'd been a sudden crippling surge to the frequencies flooding that tiny Committee room last night, and for a second I'd considered asking someone else to take the Minutes, but it faded as quickly as it had arrived and my hands recovered...
When the Eavesdroppers heard my Chairman remark that it had been at least the third Meeting held, sans the required presence of a Sydenham SAPS Officer, did they make a quick call? For, within minutes of the Meeting's end, a SAPS van pulled in and Captain S emerged to apologise for his lack of attendance, but that he'd been busy at a crime scene at the Reservoir Hills Mall, and he had the perps in the back of the van to prove it... *grins and applauds...
The Educator is back with a vengeance on the 'Cellphone Radiation killing you' thread at mybroadband, and he continues to provide irrefutable proof that the telecoms giants really don't have your best interests at heart.. Hopefully you'll find time to go check out at least some of the many links he's posted...
Typically, it's all rather beyond me, and I stay seated on the Dumbest of the Dumb bench, no doubt alongside many of Jannie's remaining Fanbois, as Muller patiently continues to try and wake the dead...
The sky outside is grey and drizzly, and I've a sudden overwhelming urge to sneak back aboard Cloud 9 for a bit.. Cheers...
LATER at 8.25am...
If my Network Admin wishes to refute my accusations that he is no more than a common criminal, he goes about it in the oddest of ways... That he controls all incoming and outgoing calls, including text messages, made from my phones, is, I'm certain, common knowledge to more than a few of you... It's part of the guinea-pig package, and the practise would've been approved by Mr. van Zyl in the first place.. *shrugs...
I'd barely finished sending out the text reminders for the CPF Meeting to be held last night, when the screen said that 4 replies had arrived... I opened the first without a problem but alas, the other three had vanished into thin air... So if your name isn't in the Apologies in the next set of Minutes, you know why.... *yawns...
Along with often delaying the arrival or delivery of texts, these small mischiefs are the trademark of an habitual petty criminal, and certainly not one deemed sufficiently responsible for the position he's been given... I've had enough 'This number does not exist ' replies when calling numbers I use regularly, to know that as with most things, it's purely sleight of hand on the part of Mistuh Bored Witless....
We were told last night that the weekly GOCOC Meetings held down at Makro will be coming to an earlier-than-usual end this year, and that it's likely Sydenham SAPS will soon be short-staffed as Officers are deployed for the COP17 conference...
Turns out that these out-of-town and foreign visitors are to be given the usual carefully camouflaged picture of our fair and crime-free City, while it's into the trenches for the honest hard-working ratepayers, as the criminals take full advantage, as a result of the less patrolled suburbs....
I hopped into www.durbanite.co.za this morning and found it flagging somewhat..*blinks... I've not heard a word from young Leon Chetty since I mailed him to ask whether we could stop the tango we do, and speak openly of the Surveillance Project... His silence was to be expected, and as it's unlikely that the whistleblower will resurface any time soon, he's going to need something fairly startling to inject life back into his site...
I'd sent a mail to Esme over a week ago, but I doubt it was ever delivered, and there's no sign of it in my Sent items, which will no doubt be blamed on my inability to operate even the most simplest of programs.. *winks...
Was Michael Sutcliffe employed as a Double-Agent right from the start? Ordered to befriend his fellow council members and support them at all times, despite their obviously fraudulent behaviour? Was he told to keep it all together until 2011 when the Revelations would kick off, and the surveillance technology would have his erstwhile colleagues nailed, with their snouts in the coffers?
Was he assured that his own privacy would be carefully guarded, and that in all likelihood he would eventually be re-elected to continue 'managing the City' ? A HERO of the current struggle against corruption, in fact? *chokes..
Hero se GAT!!! To condemn us here in Harris Crescent to suffer the fumblings of H20's initial Trials, and the subsequent systematic assaults made by Colin P. Ballilram via our power supplies, without so much as bothering to research the effects that all this additional wireless would have on the community in the long run, makes the scurvy little man an accessory to Attempted Murder, if not Murder itself...
You'll never get to hear the truth of which youngsters over at the Senior Boys Hostel, and which toddlers FFS, at the orphanage building itself, were affected as badly as we were in 2005, for there will have been 'Carers' employed to see that those cases never saw the light of day, let alone reached the ears of the officials running the institution...
If Allen Spence were ever to find himself in a Confessional, would he whine to the priest that he had wished to apologise to B.Snr. for the appalling error that they allowed to take place in 2005, not once, but twice, but that he was told to forget about it and move on?
By whom? Were such a far-fetched scenario to have arisen, would not the orders to remain silent have come from the Druglord himself? *spews....
The harsh reality is that Spence doesn't give a fig for the pain and suffering he initiated here in Sherwood, and that he continues about his deadly business to this day, in spite of Karl Muller's many warnings.
You find the thought of being able to affect people's lives via their power supplies an attractive one? Where do you sign up?
Simply go over to www.mybroadband.co.za and hunt about for jannievanzyl and then send him a private message stating your desire to volunteer for the Project... He will stall, while he has every aspect of your character investigated... If he judges you to be seriously short on conscience and easily manipulated, you're in.. It won't matter whether you're an Atheist or a Believer, as he has a line to suit all tastes... *winks...
I now keep a notepad next to my bed to write down the more serious excesses employed overnight by our Controller.. On Sunday night I'd put the light out at 8.45pm and was drifting off when I sat up, put the light back on, and jotted down a few lines... I've just paged back to see what it was I wrote, and find this hysterical gem...
And from the air will come a great humming, and the land will be laid to waste and the people sickened unto death....
WTF? Again I have to ask myself - something I read or something I ate? If I would have you believe I'm not totally cuckoo, there's a FAIL right there..*sighs... Take care on this soft grey day and peace...
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Tuesday 25th October 2011 at 12.37pm.
