THE WASTELAND...
(begun Monday 21st November at 4am..)


You think Mac Maharaj is awake right now?  Has he cracked a window or French door to check the weather, or is he hermitically sealed inside his palace as he paces up and down in a carefully controlled temperature? The chickens are finally coming home to roost, and I predict the guy is going to age rapidly over the next few months, as stress is simply not good for us oldies... *shrugs..

We were watching the MNet channel last night when the Kyocera advert came up and startled me... Another bit of the puzzle first mentioned by Karl Muller and now confirmed by MNet itself... Plus of course that Carte Blanche did that chilling piece on the aftermath of the tsunami in Japan..
I guess with the billions that disaster is costing the country, I can forget about Mr. Yamamoto and Mr. Petrov funding a radiation-related illness Medical facility out here any time soon, but I'll peg away at the idea nonetheless... *sighs..

I've got this nasty feeling that Spence may have sold his very soul simply for that stupid title, and I have to wonder if he regrets it at all... You surely don't get much higher than Superintendent of Electricity for Durban, and it certainly puts the crown of culpability squarely on his grizzled head...
I've an idea that right now our Al wouldn't be too unhappy to see his erstwhile colleagues Nayager and Balliram locked up tight in a Correctional Facility where they surely belong, not that there's any likelihood that he would dare say so...
While I'm certain that Mr. Spence supports the engineered cable-theft cover-up that's designed to create load-shedding and recoup some of the horrific costs incurred by the Wireless/Fibre over Powerlines Scheme, I'm betting he's embarrassed at times by the blatantly vindictive methods employed by his one-time pupil, in order to achieve this...

I'm giving you credit you don't deserve, Al?  You're way too busy to spare a freaking thought for the guinea pigs you set up here in 2004/2005?
When those seriously malicious theatrics kicked off this past Friday at 9.45am, you couldn't ask for clearer evidence of the rot that's running this Show...
You're okay that the oldies up at No. 17 and 19 have had no power since Friday, simply because they've offended Balliram in some mysterious way?  Gospel?   And no rhyme or reason given for this latest flamboyant demonstration to show who's ruling the roost... *shrugs... Compared to the scale on which you and your colleagues are causing misery and illness across the Province, this is an insignificant matter, not so?
What would've happened if you'd found the guts to baulk at working with a Druglord?  There were other candidates lined up, and you didn't fancy being a glorified pole-monkey for the rest of your career?

You gonna write your memoirs at the end of it all, Al?  Tell the world about the mugs you wired up, and how you handed control of their miserable and unproductive lives to the Lowest of the Low?  How delighted and amused you were to find the local Gossip and Nosy-Parker was included in the savage trials operated in 2005?  A live one, pinned to the board to struggle and shriek futilely for your entertainment?  Come now, admit it - You just loved every minute of it... *gags...
It was only much later that I guess you ceased to find our situation quite so hilarious, right?
When that damned Karl Muller crawled out of the woodwork and began to educate a microscopic section of the population on the fall-out caused by your efforts?  So what's it to be?  Either you're a clueless Sparky who staunchly refuses to pay attention to the irrefutable evidence Karl Muller is publishing, or you're a murderous bastard going about your business knowing full well that people are going to get sick and in many cases die, as a direct result of this appalling experiment?

If you were to resign tomorrow, there are 10 blokes lined up to take your place, so what difference would it make?  I still see us here as as much your guinea pigs as Barnabas' and Balliram's, and I figure I'm grossed out that despite all we've endured, you still decline to stick your ruddy neck out and say ENOUGH!
It's hoped that one day when you finally sit down to glorify yourself in print, that there's at least a semblance of truth in your tale... That you devote at least a chapter to your very first Pupil, and how you came to realise that you'd aligned yourself to so many seriously sick individuals.. That you chose willingly to continue handing innocent's lives into the control of Scum, for whatever reasons...*At this point you could I suppose attempt to whitewash your role, and you'd probably get away with it..*

At some point yesterday I'd gone over to visit durbanite.co.za and a brief window had thrown up to the effect that the site was in arrears and would be shutting down shortly... *blinks.. Man, would I love an hour's honest face-to-face dialogue with young Leon Chetty, to find out exactly why he headed for the hills so suddenly.. Did his work-load as an Area Controller suddenly increase dramatically, to the point where he couldn't manage the site as well?  Was he made an offer he simply couldn't refuse? Or is he not a part of the Project at all, and found that he and his family were being threatened by the local goondaboyz?

Small matters?  My Avatar at mybroadband?  I'd managed to get as far as the Photo Gallery on the Forum and hit the upload Photos button only to be asked to sign in... I hit the hyphen before -toady- and the rest filled in automatically.. Hit Submit and His Shiftyness was ready and waiting for it... *winks... Invalid nick and password?  Game over....  Sure, I dropped a pm to the kind Mod asking for his advice, but either it didn't reach it's destination or he's wisely decided he's outnumbered by Jannie's squealing fanbois, and he's chosen to keep silent... *shrugs... I've got to give myself an A+ for effort, and Balliram gets a B- for boring but effective...
Have I left anything out?  Far be it for me to omit so much as one of my Master's extraordinary skills.. Hmm.. Oh ja - Mentioning the deliberate blocking of my java option in yesterday's blog had the DickWad tossing up the little java icon on my bottom task bar, out of the blue.. He reminds me of a grinning prancing monkey who simply can't resist showing off his tricks.. In part much like myself, despite that in place of tricks, my only 'skill' is to flap my mouth ceaselessly...

LATER at 7.25am

How many of the foreign delegates attending the nauseatingly hypocritical COP17 Conference are aware of the Constitution-breaking Wireless/Fibre Over Powerlines experiment?  Invited in order that they may pat the Seriously Corrupt on their backs and praise them for what they've achieved so far?  *pukes..
Is our Mr. Spence due to address a somewhat more private delegation of foreign visitors at any stage? *winks...
Will he mention the road-sinkages, the water pollution, and vital runoffs, and how power-losses are recouped by using the cable-theft camouflage?  Will he discuss how effective the deliberate Organised Crime tactics have been, in persuading the sheep to join the flock?  Will he laugh off the crippling effects of the hugely increased amounts of EMR and wireless that are required to access a home and enhance the conversations for the benefit of a nearby Monitor?

Will the delegates be frantically taking notes while thinking 'Mygod, we'll never get away with that?'.. Will the Superintendent of Electricity for Durban describe how the Informal Settlements are being wired up in order to control and monitor the movement of the shack-dwellers?  That they now have stooges planted about in the shacks who are given heavily subsidised access to DSTV, creating a kick-off point for the Area Controllers?
That no organisation, let alone the Abahlali basemjondolo, will now be able to move a muscle without their conversations being relayed back to the so-called authorities?  Quite possibly this last was included in the Sales Pitch to many of the Blessed Chosen.  An aspect of the Wireless Surveillance scheme that really appealed to them?  Was this before you came to see that a Druglord and his merry band of Rotten Apples, along with other assorted criminals are in charge, and may as easily use their control of the jondolos to create catastrophic mischief as to keeping the situation calm?  Will Mistuh Spence concede in his speech that the vast area of the Zone, which includes Asherville, Clare Estate, Reservoir Hills, Sherwood and of course, the Home of the Brave itself, Sydenham, is OWNED and controlled by one Earl Michael Barnabas, once a known local Druglord?  A Druglord viewed by the Beast itself as the perfect person to oversee this criminal technological installation?  A Druglord who spent over a decade obliterating any links to his own Empire, while relegating his business practises to an assortment of Lieutenants?

Will the foreign delegates leave, confident that they too can seek out the Filth in their own country and employ them in a similar fashion?  Is our Allen Spence due to be feted, wined and dined over the next few weeks, while his original guinea pigs sit forgotten in the wasteland of the Zone, denied even the farking electricity they pay for, on the whim of a seriously disturbed Area Controller?
Polish up your new badges and medals Al old son, for you've more than earned them, even if just by your ability to studiously continue ignoring our plight..*yawns..
Peace..

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Monday 21st November 2011 at 8.53am...