PARKTOWN PRAWNS..
(begun Wednesday 19th October at 2.40am..)


If this were a Crazy Contest, you couldn't choose between us, and that's a fact..*grins...
There's a miniscule light just behind the alamander shrub in my otherwise pitch-black back garden, so I fetch the binocs and look to see if it matches anything else... I'd missed it first time round and there it was, on the wall next to the pawpaw tree.. Tellus Balliram, how many years has it been that I've hoped to lay my hands on one of your wirelessed nunus?  Something tangible that'll prove once and for all I'm not completely barmy?
What's left of reason says the light is no more than a glow-worm, and that the one by the wall is probably filtering down from the streetlight, and so I put the glasses away and try and forget about it... *sighs..

A good half of the mulberry tree that stands next to our boundary wall in the valley went down with an almighty crack at about 1pm yesterday afternoon, causing the little dogs to rush outside shrieking... The same tree that suffers an unidentifiable disease, either due to old age, or too much attention from Project employed droogs...
One of the two hefty trunks had peeled away almost totally from it's twin, in the wind, and was lying across the fixed line cable... *blinks..
I'd had a quick dekko and headed for the phonebook to call Parks, but the GW stopped me and said he'd saw through the attached bit and it would fall off the cable and land safely into the valley... Oh yeah?
The sort of mini crisis I'd had to deal with up until his retirement a couple of years ago, and the cursory look I'd had at the situation had me remarking sceptically on his optimism...
Twenty five minutes later and I was proven right, and he went to lock the ladder away while I was despatched to phone Parks...

Easier said than done at 1.30pm of an afternoon, and not one of the four numbers I tried was picked up, so I rang Botanic Gardens instead, and after an age, Lee answered the phone... I could probably devote a chapter to the volumes spoken in her tone at having to anwer the phone, but that will have to wait for another blog..
Needless to say the numbers she gave me for the Area Manager didn't work either, so I packed in my efforts for the time being..
Will the loss of that much tree aid the so vital LOS to der Bunker, or to any of the lights lining the feed-on to the Freeway?  Hard to say right now... *shrugs...

Turns out I was right to mention the behaviour of the yellow and blue chopper that had been around yesterday morning.  You may remember how I'd said it had circled three times by the giant overheads and the Freeway lights (mothership).  When I'd gone up before 3pm to see the GW off, there was the Muni's yellow cherry-picker on the far side of the freeway, as they adjusted those always-on monsters, and my VC mentioned later that he'd seen the techs up the Mothership itself...
A pity I'd missed that, if just for my photo album, but you can't win 'em all.... Did that mean the giant overheads next to No. 2 would have their lamps activated again after all the weeks it's sat in darkness?  Apparently not, as they remained dark last night..

The GW reported that the cherry-picker was still lurking down by Kasim's, when he finally got back home just before dark.  A fairly large operation all round then?  Will the chopper be back today to test the results of the changes made?  At R4k's an hour as it nips between the Overport Microwave Tower, the main frame at Howard College and the overheads here on the Freeway?
For what?  The ability to invade the privacy of a couple of awkwardly placed homes in Grindrod or Raftery?  Was Heslop sitting to attention with his laptop in front of him up there in Raftery Crescent while the adjustments were being made?  Comfortably ensconced in one of Barnabas' many properties as he is, you have to wonder whether the chap is experiencing any odd symptoms yet....

You'll pardon me if I'm curious as to the cost of yesterdays exercise? Apart from the financial cost that is, what toll will it take on which nearby residents?  *gags...  When you consider that this grand scheme kicked off in 2004 and they're still fumbling to get it right nearly seven years later in the TRIAL area FFS, ask yourselves where the Project would be without international aid...
How many kids could've been educated, basic homes built, and jobs created, with the megabucks being poured into this killer project, in the name of progress FFS?
Bleating on Miguel?  You were supposed to restrict yourself to dissing the Ruling Party, NOT include the entire African Nation in your diatribe, forgodsakes... *eyeroll.. Moving on...

Is the Faulty/Cheap plugs and adaptors thread on mybroadband a new or resurrected post? I forgot to check..  Did you think I'd not notice Jannie?  *snarls... Timing is crucial, right?   Try telling Warwick Chapman's constituents that it was their own fault they lost their appliances down in Umbilo/Glenwood.. That if they'd spent a bit more on decent plugs and adaptors they'd still have their fridges and TVs etc....
The sort of carefully laid spiel that mugs like the GW will fall for?  Hell, I've said it all before but again I'll remind you that when it comes to electrics, he only ever buys the best, and always has done... Like that practise saved us... *snorts...

Nonetheless it's cleverly done.. As the Project carves it's destructive path through the suburbs, and it's unqualified Area Controllers fumble with the new program and control of the circuits, there are going to be the inevitable horrific spikes and surges, often resulting in the annihilation of appliances and sometimes even fires.. Man, now there's a set of stats I'd love to see..
Any chance you'd give us the figures on electrical fires here in the Zone since 2006?  *waves to the Fireman...  Just kidding hun... You bought the talk, and now you have to walk the walk, and mum's the word forever..*winks..

It must have been after 8pm last night, and me and the little dogs were tucked up in bed waiting for the predicted storm (that never materialised ), when Sophie leapt out from under the blanket as if she'd been stung, and flew off the bed flapping her ears frantically..
The GW saw this and expressed his surprise, saying she'd looked as though she wouldn't move till daybreak... That's not how it works, is it Balliram?
If you've been told to cool it somewhat on the attacks on your usual nearby targets, no-one said anything about laying off the dogs, right?

She can't save you bubba, and she may as well give up trying..  Your callous disregard and proclivity for cruelty to animals is well-documented on these pages, and nothing has changed in that department..
Hell, she could sit you down and try to explain again that there's a certain section of misguided Fools who unbelievably, regard cruelty to animals as a far worse offence than torturing humans, but she'd be wasting her time as always..
You simply don't gettit, do you dear?   You have the specific frequencies to nail each of the two little dogs (and they're different, oddly enough), so why not hit them brutally, if it makes you feel good?
More than a few people have remarked on my 'old' Jack Russell, because of her grey face... In fact, she's only just six years old, and way too young to have aged so visibly..

The hours she's spent rubbing her ears and head frantically to try and rid herself of the discomfort and pain, are the reason for her appearance, and the dogs in the area have suffered mightily with you at the helm..
Your personal PRO will have tried to tell you that it's not in your best interests to reveal this particularly repellant side of your nature, but hey, she's not the Boss of you, right?... *teeth...
Years back when I first took Sophie to the vet to have her checked for possible earmites (which she didn't have BTW), I'd tried to get the chap interested in the effects of wireless frequencies on the canine population, but even then he was making money hand over fist with everyday ailments, and just didn't have the time nor inclination to take it further..

It still boggles my mind that Nayager began his career in the SAPS Dog Unit FFS, for two more like-minded Sickos would be hard to find.. How long the Felon lasted in that branch of the Force is unknown to me, but he certainly wouldn't have been there for his love of animals..*vomits...

So Balliram - By all means continue targeting the dogs nearby, and I shall as faithfully report your attentions, while driving more nails into your stinking coffin.... I've always maintained that it's due to YOUR efforts that the Surveillance Project of wireless/fibre over the powerlines has been revealed for the criminal operation it most certainly is, and every day in every way, you confirm this to be true.. *curtseys deeply...

Has our Roy been on the blower to Agliotti yet?  To see if he can buy access to the Magistrate/Judge handling the Narandas murder charges?  Did Haneef beat him to it? Is the Gauteng Druglord auctioning off the required circuits to the highest bidder?  Come Jannie, you can tellus, for it's a given I've piqued your interest sufficiently for you to have made a few enquiries and I'm betting you're on first-name terms with that Glen as well..   Your friend the little Arms Dealer over in Innes road?  Is he kept quiet and content for the moment, eavesdropping on his neighbours and trying out the more devastating frequencies now and then with the help of his own personal Area controller?
There's no denying that it's addictive, hey Janneman?  After all, the feeling of sheer omnipotence and power led to Nayager's recent change of career from Station Head to Crime Boss, and has more than revealed Balliram's true character...

It's an occupation that would certainly appeal to the likes of the permanently pissed off Arms Dealer in his enforced role as Fall-guy for the Corrupt.  Having the means to vent his spleen on his unwitting neighbours would go a long way to keeping him out of mischief, would it not?  Has he managed to cripple any of his targets yet?  Or take them out permanently?  Easily achieved with a bit of extra tutoring from the ex-Sentech employee and his specialised knowledge of the archived test results on the worst of the wireless frequencies, not so?

To close, sure I take solace in the fact that he's listening after all, but as the days go by and it becomes apparent to him that the situation is 100 times worse than he'd anticipated, how will he cope?
As quite the most problematic thorn in Telkom's side it's guaranteed his every move is monitored, and his phones being tapped is the least of it...
Why, I shouldn't be surprised to learn that a couple of noisy Parktown Prawns have taken up residence around his home, whose job it is to alert a nearby Controller that the Rocket Scientist is on the move...

LATER at 7.40am

B.Snr. rang me at 6.10am to say they lost their power sometime after 3am due to cut cables, while everyone else appears to have their power running as usual... The magic of wireless ?  Have a good one and peace julle..

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Wednesday 19th october 2011 at 9.55am..