Friday, February 04, 2011

BEHAVIOUR UNBECOMING....
(begun Friday 4th February at 3.55am...)

Thanks for the rain, the lovely day, and the Lunatic next door,’ I’d said aloud cheerfully, just before switching off my bedside lamp last night..*grins…
The chap’s dedication to duty knows no bounds.. Man, I'd only just sat down on the edge of the bed at 9.20pm, and my lamp dipped an immediate hello… *snorts…
He managed to hold off until 10pm, when he joined me in bed with his usual nonsense, and I told him to piss off..
At 10.40pm I pulled the lamp plug and the curtains, and his ardour cooled a little, though the nearest of his wireless devices immediately began giving off a plaintive squeak that could be heard even above the pouring rain… *roffels…

If only Missus C had her own remote and could randomly put me on Speaker Phone, I'm sure she'd agree, this is a pretty one-sided affair…
She’s become frail and thin – oops!  I mean buff and toned, since they took up going to the gym in earnest, and I figure she's just worn out, and given up trying to be the Voice of Reason…*sighs…
If he were mine, there's not an excuse on earth that I would accept, for his sick obsession, no matter what he said… *belches loudly..

If you'd care to tell me how joining me in the bathroom each afternoon, could possibly be of benefit to the Project, I'd be more than willing to listen…
For the last few days he's sullenly given up activating his wireless enhancing nunu as I go to bathe.  Instead, the day before yesterday, he made one of those dodgy No Number calls to the cellphone I keep on the floor beside me….*eyeroll..

*It's now nearly 4.15am and he tries really hard to activate the nunu nearest me, without I notice..shrieks… *

For how long did my dubious charms centre around the fact that I was a complete nutcase? Jannie?  I contributed heavily to that concept, before I finally sobered up and struggled to play it straight. I think it helped that I finally began to find the words that had eluded me for so long, though I still battle with every blog I write… Are you not somewhat amused at how things have turned out?
That the brilliant Courageous Couple, so sharp and witty in their heyday, are now to be regarded sideways and with extreme caution, due to his connections to both the Mob and the Druglord Barnabas?  That any advice/instructions he is given, are repeatedly shrugged off in favour of feeding his sickness?
Is it simply because I'm his prime target, that I view him as becoming steadily more deranged by the day, or have the Behaviourists already confirmed this a long time ago?

Has my Controller considered the possibility that he too has now become an object of interest to the Boffins, as much as ever I was?  That they're trying to figure out whether his obsessive compulsive sadism is a genetic trait, or the result of over-dosing on his own medicine?  (You think the Strategist would have warned you if this was the case?  *teeth)

Jannie van Zyl’s behaviour during the Craigavon fiasco would've briefly piqued the Behaviourist's interest as well, but I guess they would've just removed the virus that caused him to fail, reprogrammed his harddrive, and sent him back out into the field..*winks..
It's not been that simple with our Bali..
Each time they think they’ve sorted out the glitch, he proves them wrong, and cocks up again… *sighs…

Something I found really interesting yesterday?  When I went into Pick n Pay at Hofmyer as usual, I was hit, not by the dreaded BF, but this time with the excrutiating Broken Wrists and Hands frequency… *impressed…. See, I WAS listening when the RF ace told me that technology is at least 20 years more advanced than we're publicly aware of, and I figure flooding a supermarket with a specific frequency just for the hell of it, is a doddle these days…
Who among you firmly believes that my Knives to the Wrist, Dead Hands and Broken Hands etc, are all due to arthritis or even rheumatoid arthritis?  Come Ian – Don’t be shy.  You know you bought into that particular BS happily…

Both my elbows swelling up and becoming inflamed within weeks of each other?  The right one literally having changed shape forever?  Are you aware that since they finally settled down months ago, I've not had ONE SINGLE twinge from those areas at all? If I'm to believe that I'm riddled with arthritis, I find it odd that neither elbow has made so much as a squeak, since I was blatantly and consistently attacked in that area, by my Controller…
My maternal family has a history of arthritis, and for this reason I feel the Broken Hand frequency always had the basics to work on…
Though I'd thought that flawed gene had skipped a generation, in retrospect, it's probably always been there, and it took Bali’s careful manipulation and persistent battering to bring it to levels of such exquisite pain..*shrugs…
Luckily, I continue to regard myself as a pit pony… Sent ahead, to see just how much poison a human can survive…

LATER at 6.00am…

A fairly subdued chirrup from the Creep’s remote, and within minutes the BF is up and running… That’s what I'm here for, right?  To see how much I can take, before I keel over for good? 

LATER at 5.10pm

A bit of a fumble with the remote and someone's arrived home next door.. *waits… I was going to simply give you bits and pieces today, when a mini-miracle took place instead….
Our Crumb danced out into centre-stage doing a really stunning impersonation of his previous Boss.. *standing ovation.. Details?  What a pleasure…

On Thursday I'd flown in to Dodge same as always, with my mini contribution to the guys who sweat it out in the Charge Office.. I was heading back across the inside Parking Lot when I bumped into one of our regular CPF Members..
I gave her a hug and we stood there chatting for a bit.. (About where I'd stood with the Trouble-Shooter on that memorable day, last year? *grins…)

She said someone had told her to see Laz about getting a relative into counselling for drug abuse.. I was startled, and said surely she meant Captain Peters, as he heads the Drug Squad.. Nope, it was Lazarus she'd been told to see.. We grumbled for a bit about crime in general and then she said ‘People are saying the Station should be shut down’ at which point, somewhat bolt-eyed, I asked her why – to which she replied ‘Nothing is getting done’.. I just shrugged and said that Laz was no friend of mine, at which point the Crumb bounced out of hiding and walked briskly into Admin.  ‘You’d best go and catch him’ said I and off I toddled.. End of story?

Not quite.. She called me in a great state at 6.30am this morning, and said that the Crumb had taken her to his office and that once she'd asked for his help he'd said no can do…
I wasn’t there, and don’t know quite why the whole thing went pear-shaped, and why Lazarus morphed into his bullying ex-Boss quite so quickly, but it’s a bloody shame..
As my calls are all monitored, why don’t you ask to listen to her call to me?  How she said to me several times that the Captain had chased her like a dog from his office?  *eyeroll…

She said that while she'd been in his office, he'd picked up his phone and said to someone ‘She’s been talking to Jane in the Parking lot’… *fascinated….
I duly called both my CPF Vice Chair and my Chairman, in an effort to find someone that could help her relative with his drug problem.. Turns out the apoplectic Crumb had already called my Chairman yesterday! *falls over laughing…
Ah Laz – the very thing I myself am so often guilty of… Acting in haste?
My Chair tells me the SAPS Communications Officer had told him the lady said to him as well, that the people wanted the Station shut down… I'm guessing that’s what caused him to blow a gasket and behave like a bullying thug, instead of a calm and reasonable communications officer?  *puzzled..

I sent a text to the Head of Sydenham Station this morning at 6.53am and it read;  Capt. Lazarus and my mutual dislike of each other should NEVER have been taken out on Ms. M.  Enough said. J’
A leap to an incorrect conclusion, aka a Clanger, Crumb?  (is alas, familiar). How often have I said it wouldn’t be long before you too became power-drunk like Nayager?  
The clincher?  Ms. M lives over at Sydenham Heights and is therefore justified in making depressing remarks like closing the Station, however silly it sounds… Those three blocks need their own Station, or alternatively, for Barnabas and his Runners to be shut away for life…

Not gonna happen folks…
As the Druglord is now Head of Operations for the Information Theft Scheme (a subsidiary of the Muni’s fibre Network?), here in the Zone, and I'm betting is on first name terms with both the ShaikBoyz and the Guptas, the drugs market will if anything, increase… *vomits..

So I'm thinking you should call Ms. M and help her out with her problem, and apologise for your unbecoming behaviour… Tell her, I dunno, tell her that the sight of me made your blood boil, and you lost the plot?  (I have that effect on some weaker-stomached individuals).
Your mischief-making dramatics fell flat, and instead you win the Asshole of the Month Award… *applauds…

Peace julle..

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Friday 4th February 2011 at 7.48pm.
PRIMARY TARGET..
(begun Wednesday 2nd February at 3.25pm...)


I’d been pulling weeds in the garden, and came in at about 3pm, in time to catch some of the Fashion Police on E.  Needless to say, the screen was blacked out before the show ended, and I was shown a message saying This Channel is blocked from your country…. *blinks..
Work slow, Bali?  They're cutting back on the jobs they give you to do, as you’ve now got a reputation for giving away more secrets than is good for the Blessed Project?  Uhuh… *nods..

I've been a fairly obliging Text Dummy, all things considered, and I've gotten up grinning, from each brutal thump you’ve given me.. Too dumb to know when to stay down, TB? Maybe… *shrugs…

What many of you don’t see, is that your sanctimonious attitude towards those nabbed for corruption, becomes downright astonishing,  when you consider the secrets, lies and criminal aspects of the Project.. That you will happily consort with villains like my Area Controller, and tell yourselves what?  That he’s not actually been charged or convicted of any wrongdoing? *grim laugh…

It's much like our grand Superintendent of Electricity for Durban, Allen Spence, going about his business, shortening people's lives so drastically.. You know he’s doing it.. He knows he’s doing it.  But it can't be proved, so tally ho – let's see how many more we can pop off before we're done… *gobs…
What goes round?  His turn will come?  Kak!! Don’t give me that twak!   I trotted out those platitudes for way too long before waking up to the cold hard truth….  Allen Spence will NEVER be held accountable, and certainly not for handing Joe Public’s power supplies over to unqualified criminals to operate…  Does he stand by amused, as his latest apprentice hits the wrong key, and destroys the appliances of people that can't afford to replace them, or they go down like a felled ox?
Is our Al a church-goer?  Tell me that’s a no, for a more gaggable picture would be hard to envisage…

Thursday 3rd February at 3.45am..

I’d been up and about for ten minutes before the BF suddenly kicked in, bigtime, and I wonder how any individual can start the day filled with quite so much malice…
Course our Bali ain't just any individual, are you dear? *waves…  Did the Project Authors bother to get a psychological profile on my Controller, or did he get the nod, merely on the Druglord’s say-so? I’m thinking the latter… *eyeroll…

Last night I bumbled into mybroadband as usual, and all it took was a glance at their front page to reduce me to chortling.. Mweb are using the Durban Metro fibre Network?  Actually, once I'd stopped choking at that perfectly timed announcement, it does make a bit of sense… After all – Mweb = Naspers and were in bed with Telkom for an incredibly long time together, before the news was put out that they'd fallen out, and I’ve never forgotten that….*winks...
Would you now have me believe that the Muni-created Three-Core Electrical contractors seen shovelling orange and yellow cabling into the manhole on Tuesday, were doing it for Mweb?  *startled…

The amount of posts praising the Ethekwini Metro for their fibre Network was pretty mind-boggling.. Are you serious?  Where on earth do you live, that you find this to be such a clever thing to do?  Do you have any idea just how much water will be lost, before the PTB are satisfied, or are we still the only province doing these enormous runoffs, as yet?
Have you still to experience the dubious pleasure of waking to find a river of water running down your road for hours, before it's finally shut off?  To find on most days that your tap water is discoloured, and on others, that it smells odd?  That on some occasions it slows to a trickle from the tap, and will seldom if ever, achieve the pressure it used to have?   And this is progress FFS?
How serious are the warnings about a looming water crisis?  If they’re indeed genuine, then your delight at news of the fibre network being made public, astonishes me….

Hang on – the recent thread on the merits of CFL’s was much the same, now I come to think of it.. Not one mention of the mercury contained in those bulbs, was made… *blinks.. Promoting the New Age attitude?  Fark the water losses and the pollution, and the huge increases in EMR – it's survival of the fittest, and the rest be damned..   Fosho it is…

I see the Special Investigative Unit are still looking for Ismail Sheik, and it's now being suggested that this SAPS Reservist Zoneboy could be resorting to wearing a burqa as a disguise…
I've already suggested that Booysen ask Glen Nayager about the Stalker's whereabouts.. One-Eyed Jack would shop his own mother if the price were right…
Offer the Sex Offender another fancy rank, and I'm willing to bet he’ll produce Sheik within the hour..*vomits..
Sheik’s crimes are all against women, which won't be a problem for our ex-Station Commander at all, so Booysen's bribe had better be a good one….
In fact, why don’t you try the flat over in Mayville, where I'm told Nayager and his female fellow-officer hang out?  It's possible the Stalker is living comfortably in a back room, in one of those sub-economic apartment blocks, protected by the Mob-connected Women Abuser himself….

I shake my head in wonder at your total lack of concern that the Government, and specifically the Intelligence Department, are so heavily involved in the Muni's fibre Network… Where were you, when I said the National Lotto are funding the 4-Phase upgrade across the valley, at the mini-base station that’s St. Theresa’s orphanage/convent?  You still think the WUGS are started up and run privately?  *falls over laughing…

I guess in the light of this magnificent achievement alone (Fibre Network), our Crooked Town Clerk, Sutcliffe’s, job is safe?  Well, that and the fact that he has by now, access to as many Leverage files as he needs, to lean on any possible dissenters…
It sure looks like you're all going to get the fantastic Internet connections you’ve hankered after for so long, though it's going to take a while before you figure out the real cost to you and yours.. Viva progress? 

I was still chatting companionably to my Area Controller when I put my bedside lamp out last night, and he gave me a few vicious jabs of BF for good measure.. What's the difference between a Sociopath and a psychopath?  Don’t tell me to google it, I'm asking YOU… *squints through burning eyes….

LATER at 8.45pm

On the promised matter of eating crow?  The GW drove me down to the stop street, and showed me the new manhole that’s been created right on the street corner… On it is engraved Neotel…*goes purple..
Once again the old toppie was right, and they weren't putting cabling into the water lines after all.. Crushed, doesn’t begin to describe how I feel, quite frankly.. It means I'm back to square one in finding and understanding the reason for the deliberate runoffs… *mutters furiously…
Otherwise?  I had a great day all round, and we went over to Whysall's at the Pavilion to get some prints done, before the lunchtime rush..

There was another lady already busy at one of their machines, choosing her prints.. I'd not even put my memory card into the machine next to her, when her’s crashed totally, and try as they could, they just couldn’t get it going again..
Nice try Baliram!  Remind me why that isn't a criminal offence?  Damaging other people's property to amuse yourself and your equally corrupt chommies?  *interested..
I’m damned sure there are those of you who can check on whether our Area Controller has a chum overseeing the Pavilion, or whether he himself can bounce up that far… Do it.
You’ve heard often enough of how he repeatedly damaged Ash’s machines at Foto-tech, until I stopped going there (Westville Mall), and I guess this is the behaviour that tends to have me look askance at this miraculous Project, and the criminals that are running the show… *yawns…

And now it’s Whysall’s turn.. Yeah, I know you’re only an Observer bwana, but I'd kill to hear your views on this aspect of the Big Brother scheme.. *waves..
Which reminds me –  I was in mybroadband earlier this evening before 7pm, and found my signal quality sitting down at 50%..
Again I ask, is Ian Halliday aware that his stead-paying customers are being hijacked by so-called Government goons, who corrupt the service for their own amusement?
Ian?  Speak up lad, I can't hear you..
As you're on first name terms with our Strategist, you must surely be aware of the unfortunate Test Dummies that support your business at tradepage, all unaware that their Network Admin is a cheap hood, that answers directly to a Druglord? *fascinated…

Since S N RETIC'S alterations and additions made to our streetlights last week, the dips to our power system are becoming more and more frequent…
Yes dear – you can rest assured I'll share all your exploits with the world, you clever thing!!!

The sky was still light when the AirWing chopper began circling overhead, before 7pm tonight.. Big circles, round and round, and every now and then a green light on it's side would flash on for a few seconds, and then switch off .. Not photos, but what?  *winks…
The giant pressure-hose truck was busy flushing out the stormwater drains by the Blind Home just after 2pm today, and I'm none the wiser as to why the Muni’s contractors Three Core Electrical would be feeding fibre cable into Neotel's manhole.. *puzzled..
Yeah – I'm an ass, but give me credit for attempting to make sense of it all… Or not.. *stomps off to bed…
Peace..

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Friday 4th February 2011 at 12.57pm..