METHODOLOGIES...
(begun Sunday 13th February at 7am...)
Will the strategically placed item on Page 2 of today’s Sunday Times ‘SA Man held in UK Terror Extortion Plot” achieve it's aims?
When Brig. Sally de Beer says that the subsequent take-down operation involved “the application of specialized components and methodologies” of the SAPs, do you nod and say ‘See, that’s the reason I'm happy to sit back and forfeit my right to privacy? *cackles…
That particular case was a job well done, by all means, but nowhere near enough to condone the horrific effects these ‘components and methodologies’ will have on the health of the population in the long term…
Besides, such a success for the Good Cops won't cancel out the fact that so many truly rotten criminals are still infesting the ranks across the country… *looks at the Crumb…
Monday 14th February at 4.45am..
I guess we can make it official, hey Bali? With the arrival of so much additional technology to his streetlight pole (courtesy of the dodgily named SN RETIC), it appears our Spook has dispensed with the niceties of stealth once and for all… *grins..
Hell, why bother with such nonsense when the old cow knows the score, and you're going to give her all you’ve got? *winks.. Ain't that the truth for a change, o Masterful One? * reels and staggers… Right now, it's never mind the distinctive sounds as DickHead bounds in a single leap from jackpoint to jackpoint, as he appears to have reverted to the easily spotted Big or Little Dipper, depending on his haste..*roffels…
He’s run the BackFire frequency without let-up, and has even thrown in some Aching teeth and Knives to the Wrist for variety along the way... *mops streaming nose...
None of which lead me to change my perception that alas, he is on the very Bottom Rung of the Spy Operative ladder, and may be admired if at all, only for his singular partiality to sadism and brutality…
The big round signal enhancer at the top of It's driveway continues to put out it's dim, halfmast glow, even after so many months, so I guess that’s not a great frequency for anything that moves?
PAGAD were afforded a fair amount of space in the Sunday Tribune February 13th, Page 12 ‘Pagad Launch drive in KZN’ and I confess I'm a little embarrassed for them… They’ve got to be as aware as you now are, that a practising Druglord has been elevated to a position of high rank, and that our own Local Lad Made Good sits now right next to the Head of Intelligence, as Operations Manager for the Zone and Beyond? *vomits wildly…
From early on, Barnabas' forte has been to leave no traces to link him to the destruction of lives that he promotes, by the steady sale of banned substances… This attention to detail has paid off handsomely, and I understand that on the few occasions his affairs have reached the Courts, he's wriggled away unscathed… (much like his Puppet, Glen Nayager, truth be told).
I've spoken several times of the enormous promises that I suspect the ShaikBoyz have made to the Muslim Community, in return for their compliance with the Big Brother Project installation.
Have Pagad finally run out of patience? If their sudden appearance in the Sunday papers is designed to be a warning to Earl Michael Barnabas, it's wasted…
The Druglord himself has the Untouchable Syndrome, by now… Nayager acquired it, and Balliram most certainly has it, and looking at Press photos of Glen Agliotti, you know he’s afflicted with the same thing..*grins..
The feeling of total omnipotence that seems to come with the ability to enter random homes without the occupant's knowledge.. To know that you hold absolute sway over their miserable lives, and can raze their homes to the ground at the tap of a key…
The ability to know exactly where they will be at any given time of day or night, in order to ‘arrange’ for a hi-jacking or burglary….
Have you bumped into the Whisperer lately? I'm guessing he wears that same complacent and satisfied look these days, knowing that he can now over time, pay back every single person he considered shafted him, that led to his brief incarceration.. *shrugs…
You must know then, that when Pagad step back out into the spotlight, as they did yesterday, I'm forced to regard their efforts with scepticism, for as long as Earl and his Lieutenants remain in power…
Going after the small-fry doesn’t cut it, when the Cock ‘o the Heap is left untouched to continue saturating the Zone with his wares.. *spews…
Once again I ask which Body oversees the security of confiscated drugs at local cop shops? Who is it that ensures that drugs seized in a raid are not sold on, from out of the Stations themselves? *looks at Salacious Crumb with interest….
It's been said for years, that the practise of reselling both confiscated drugs and arms from Dodge City, is rife… Smoke? Fire?
Let Pagad now put their money where their mouth is and remove the Head of this festering boil, Earl Michael Barnabas, BEFORE taking out the lower echelons…. Only then will this House of Cards begin to topple, and the Good, stand a dog's chance of coming out on top… *sighs…
You may accuse me of double standards, in that I'm all for the legalisation of dagga for medicinal purposes, but that’s about where my own tolerance ends.. Too serious? Too preachy? Tough..
We were expecting visitors yesterday morning, and the two of us were up on the road just after 10am, in time to see a Telkom bakkie trundle by, and head down into the valley.. A while later I got THIS picture of the distinctive blue-shirted tech up the Accountant’s pole, almost hidden behind the trees… Repairing a faulty line? Not bloody likely.. *snorts..
More probably there to tweak and enhance Balliram's eavesdropping abilities, as we chatted to our guests a while later..
Catch any State Secrets being discussed, Wankerboy? *chokes with mirth at the Dead Loss…
LATER at 7.40am
I was still sending out the CPF text reminders just after 7am, when the Please Call Me came in.. I picked up the cordless phone extension to call her, and was treated to a series of loud, odd, chirrups.. Resetting the plug didn’t help..
I went through and pulled the main phone plug, and was then able to get a dial tone and make my call..
Our Telkom tech definitely did more than repair a faulty line, then? *winks… To then add insult to injury, I'd sent out only two thirds of my sms list, when my little brick ran out of money.. Gezunkelnutz! *mutters..
No worries, and I asked the GW to load a new bundle for me.. Hau, said he, I'm getting music and a lady's voice saying my request can't be processed at this time! That would be because the Network is on overload before 7.30am of a morning? Our Network Admin is truly a credit to his criminal cronies..*snorts…
As it happened, I had money in my second brick, and was ‘allowed’ to finish sending out the CPF reminders…
It’s the small tweaks that still give the greatest pleasure, not so Bali? *waves at the Arsehole merrily…
Your fanbois still as admiring of your special ‘skills’ as ever? You’re absolutely sure of that? *winks…
There's nothing quite as stupidly dangerous as an insecure Area Controller, is there not? If I am to endure the BF frequency on a full-time basis from now on, you may rest assured I intend to get my pain’s worth...
If you, dear Reader, had any doubts about Allen Spence’s personal culpability in this whole sorry affair, you need doubt no longer…
To have had quite so much additional technology rigged up on Bali's streetlight last week, would've had to have been passed by the Superintendent of Electricity for Durban himself, showing his remarkable lack of interest in the ongoing and deliberate abuse of specific targets, on the circuit Crackerboy operates..*yawns..
It's now 8.10am and my Nokia continues to tell me it's unable to load fresh airtime or a bundle.. I then resorted back to my second phone, which now suddenly insists on jumping to predictive text as I type… My, my, my, Bali dear – There's a certain air of desperation about your methods used this morning? Wassup? *fingers tightly crossed.. The Omnipotence Syndrome kicks in, or something very different assails you? *teeth…
Am I set to encounter difficulties with my fixed line, later in the day?
May I cautiously allow myself to think that I'm finally getting somewhere? *beams…
Will I read a carefully placed post on mybroadband later today, to the effect that vodacom were experiencing Network problems earlier? *winks..
Now, just before 8.30am my CPF Nokia suddenly announces that it has been recharged with airtime, though it still stubbornly refuses to load the sms bundle… *grins..
The GW’s unkind assertions that it's all due to User problems, begins to ring hollow, and he has a perplexed air about him, which he’ll shrug off and forget in about five minutes time.. *chortles..
Stay cool, as the temperatures rocket..
Peace..
---oOo---
Monday 14th February 2011 at 10.17am…
Sunday, February 13, 2011
UNHOLY GLEE..
(begun Saturday 12th February at 6.00am..)
Tellus. Who laughed loudest and longest, when first I began insisting that compensation was due to B.Snr., Sue the Book and little Penny, just for starters? Do you remember?
Our own fine Superintendent of Electricity for Durban, Allen Spence, perhaps? Rolling on the floor, clutching his sides, while knowing full well my allegations could never be proved?
Barnabas? A Druglord who has created his Empire, built on others misery? The Telecoms Agent, trying to stifle his derisive sniggers, while reassuring everyone else there's not a hope in hell of a payout?
B.Snr. was nuked twice, to within an inch of his life, when the monitoring technology was added to the existing mast in Barnard Road, Mayville. (That would be the innocuous-looking little white satellite dish now stuck on to so many of the older masts).
Did my own Area Controller first brown his keks, before he was persuaded to see the lighter side of what happened on the 15th November 2005, and astonishingly, again on the 15th December 2005?
Once wasn’t enough? Was B.Snr. seen to be in much the same place out in his garden, the second time around, and Al and Bali between them, decided they'd have another go, just for the hell of it? Seriously, what are the odds of that happening in error? *curious…
When reports of the shocking pain experienced by Missus B.Snr to her hands and wrists, were found to be endured by the rest of us, was our Area Controller ordered to cease employing that particular frequency right away? *looks at the red-eyed Superintendent… He wasn’t, was he….
If anything, the Turd Next Door upped and increased it's use, until he could wake Missus B.Snr in the early hours and have her crying out in agony….
B.Snr. is one of a bare handful that may call himself a christian and speak of god without triggering my nausea levels at the hypocrisy displayed by the majority….
I've a simple scoring method, and it's all about tolerance.. If you can remain patient and kind with someone as persistently dense as myself, then you simply must be Good.. *waves to Cara…
Who else is still feeling the effects of those early ‘tests’, done in our neck of the woods? Who else has been crippled by joint pain and ‘tinnitus’ since 2005? Did these two cowboys manage to nail any of the Chosen, while they were at it, or even then, were they able to isolate properties and individuals to be specific targets? *interested…
Do you regularly check that YOUR child hasn’t acquired the enchanting microwave buzzing to their hearing? *looks at No. 18…
Why would you believe that this is not a sign of things to come? That’s it's quite probable that in ten years time or less, your kid will be a fully accredited ThinSkin, and prone to a wide variety of health problems?
I look at little Missus N’s quite beautiful eldest, and I wonder whether he’ll thank them in later years for choosing to stay on, literally living in the eye of the storm…
Does Jannie van Zyl insist, that despite that you may experience the ‘tinnitus’, it's more likely you will build up some sort of immunity to the huge amounts of EMR Balliram floods out across the valley?
There's nothing to do then, but wait and see? *sad…
It would be pointless for me to suggest you pick up your family and run.. Where to, FFS? It’s a world-wide cull, and even the most unspoiled rural areas will soon be sporting Eskom's pylons and a variety of cellmasts… *shrugs…
Either Karl Muller or Barrie Trower (can't remember) said that adjustments could be made to lessen the risks of exposure…
Sadly, this advice will be deliberately ignored, as Area Controllers across the land fumble with the power supplies and frequencies, to invade your homes..
Balliram will tell you (if the price is right), that it’s the unregulated frequencies that work the best, to enhance your private conversations and relay them back to a Listener… He will also tell you that this requires releasing a great deal more than the acceptable levels of power into a target's home…
Pull a plug out of a jackpoint in my home, and nine times out of ten, you will burn your fingers badly, and I kid you not… *eyeroll…
Don’t give me the steady 220 volts crap that the GW pays so heavily for, when the output is in fact fluctuating wildly, according to our Monitor’s mood swings… *gags…
The cold truth is that our Area Controller is a criminal, employed by criminals instated by the Project Author's, deliberately.. Sure, I can see the so-called merit of the scheme, but to condone it would be impossible…
Tis not enough that the population have been collectively sold down river as Labrats, in this appalling experiment, but that they must be controlled by in so many cases, downright felons?
You know your Area Controller personally and you would swear that he’s a good guy? *falls over choking… And how many of you had no inkling of the Captain of Courage’s close relationship to a practising Druglord and a Proven-to-be Corrupt Police Chief? For just how long was the Pooper-Scooper able to successfully deny my allegations, before you actually woke up?
It's taken you years to finally see the truth of the matter, and to realise that Colin P. Balliram is indeed connected to the Mob and the Druglord, and that my claims of his perverted and sadistic behaviour are all true…
And still you kid yourselves that he's an isolated case? Bwaahaahaa…. It's my contention that Jannie has divided his Recruits into Sections, and that the files containing enlisted Area Controllers displaying the identical psychotic character traits, as my own unfortunate Monitor, have overtaken all the others… A sign of the times indeed… *sighs…
*It's nearly 7am, and the Creep stirs next door and engulfs me with heat..*
LATER at 8.55am
I've been working outside for a bit, and the humidity is rank.. Suffice to say, so am I, and for once it's not of my charming Controller’s doing…
I took a call earlier, concerning Walmer Avenue, that feeds off Kenilworth, across the way.. Man, that’s just a hop, skip and a jump from the Druglord’s palace, is it not?
A youngster from Walmer had come home at about 2am one morning a fortnight back, to find an official team from the Metro Electricity Department (easily recognized by their clearly marked vehicle and uniforms) swarming up a streetlight..
Needless to say, the light's haven't functioned since that event, and on enquiring, the residents were told that the cable had been stolen… *coughs…
See now, if the kid had had the foresight to take a photo, there may have been a few red faces as a result, but he didn’t… *shrugs…
By now most of you are aware that the majority of cable theft, be it Telkom, or your Electricity supply, is cunningly engineered by those two organisations themselves..*belches…
Always has been, and until the final pole is rigged out with the Big Brother technology, and the final bit of fibre linked up, it always will be…
Two weeks later, and despite the Fault being logged, there are still no lights in Walmer Avenue..
Will Nayager now spring into action and see to it that street is hit with a mini-crimewave, to encourage those suckers to festoon their properties with additional lighting? Sure he will… *spews…
Anyone ever consider going door-to-door and filling the community in on the Wireless Project, instead of employing thieves to gain the extra lighting required to boost the signal? Just kidding.. *keels over…
LATER at 2.45pm
I've just been updating my photo albums and found THIS very self-conscious chap in Muni Blue with a red safety helmet, busily making adjustments to our Area Controller's streetlight.. That was way back on the 4th July 2007 at noon…
Would you care to compare it with the same streetlight taken on the 31st January 2011 a few days AFTER S N RETIC were pictured HERE, on Thursday the 27th January, up B.Snr’s pole? *bolt-eyed…
The most obvious change is that Bali now has TWO thick cables snaking up his pole, instead of just the one.. They’ve also replaced his light-sensor on top of the cowling, with something rather different, not to mention the black dome-shaped device with the red cord.. Twould be interesting to know just how many of the current laws (if indeed they exist) are able to be broken by those additions now on his streetlight, and the fact that he doesn’t have the qualifications to run the circuit…
It's now 3.15pm, and there's a deliciously cool breeze blowing in through the windows on either side of the desk.. I am however, awash with sweat, and feel I'm about to implode… Weirdness….
I feel our Controller is pushing the envelope in order to achieve some concrete results to the ‘tests’ he runs on the human guinea pigs surrounding him… Were SN RETIC adding all that stuff to your pole to broaden your options, o Master? Yikes! No wonder our lighting is now dipping so frequently..
Sunday 13th February at 5am..
Even I have to chuckle, at how life itself can be a bitch at times… Does our Area Controller get censured in any way for his criminal over-enthusiasm? Not a bleeding chance! Instead, he’s been rewarded with all this additional technology to his streetlight pole, and you just KNOW it's not designed to improve the lot of his captive guinea-pigs.. Cest la vie… *sags…
He's made it more than plain that he doesn’t care for my communications with Ms. Dorny, and he has regularly escalated the BF accordingly *wipes eyes… Battered and fried folks, that’s the old toad for you, battered and fried…. *shrugs painfully..
Don’t waste your time nodding and saying you always knew I'd come to a sticky end.. Rather start digging a shelter for you and yours, for chances are you're going to need it..
Peace…
---oOo---
Sunday 13th February 2011 at 1.24pm.
(begun Saturday 12th February at 6.00am..)
Tellus. Who laughed loudest and longest, when first I began insisting that compensation was due to B.Snr., Sue the Book and little Penny, just for starters? Do you remember?
Our own fine Superintendent of Electricity for Durban, Allen Spence, perhaps? Rolling on the floor, clutching his sides, while knowing full well my allegations could never be proved?
Barnabas? A Druglord who has created his Empire, built on others misery? The Telecoms Agent, trying to stifle his derisive sniggers, while reassuring everyone else there's not a hope in hell of a payout?
B.Snr. was nuked twice, to within an inch of his life, when the monitoring technology was added to the existing mast in Barnard Road, Mayville. (That would be the innocuous-looking little white satellite dish now stuck on to so many of the older masts).
Did my own Area Controller first brown his keks, before he was persuaded to see the lighter side of what happened on the 15th November 2005, and astonishingly, again on the 15th December 2005?
Once wasn’t enough? Was B.Snr. seen to be in much the same place out in his garden, the second time around, and Al and Bali between them, decided they'd have another go, just for the hell of it? Seriously, what are the odds of that happening in error? *curious…
When reports of the shocking pain experienced by Missus B.Snr to her hands and wrists, were found to be endured by the rest of us, was our Area Controller ordered to cease employing that particular frequency right away? *looks at the red-eyed Superintendent… He wasn’t, was he….
If anything, the Turd Next Door upped and increased it's use, until he could wake Missus B.Snr in the early hours and have her crying out in agony….
B.Snr. is one of a bare handful that may call himself a christian and speak of god without triggering my nausea levels at the hypocrisy displayed by the majority….
I've a simple scoring method, and it's all about tolerance.. If you can remain patient and kind with someone as persistently dense as myself, then you simply must be Good.. *waves to Cara…
Who else is still feeling the effects of those early ‘tests’, done in our neck of the woods? Who else has been crippled by joint pain and ‘tinnitus’ since 2005? Did these two cowboys manage to nail any of the Chosen, while they were at it, or even then, were they able to isolate properties and individuals to be specific targets? *interested…
Do you regularly check that YOUR child hasn’t acquired the enchanting microwave buzzing to their hearing? *looks at No. 18…
Why would you believe that this is not a sign of things to come? That’s it's quite probable that in ten years time or less, your kid will be a fully accredited ThinSkin, and prone to a wide variety of health problems?
I look at little Missus N’s quite beautiful eldest, and I wonder whether he’ll thank them in later years for choosing to stay on, literally living in the eye of the storm…
Does Jannie van Zyl insist, that despite that you may experience the ‘tinnitus’, it's more likely you will build up some sort of immunity to the huge amounts of EMR Balliram floods out across the valley?
There's nothing to do then, but wait and see? *sad…
It would be pointless for me to suggest you pick up your family and run.. Where to, FFS? It’s a world-wide cull, and even the most unspoiled rural areas will soon be sporting Eskom's pylons and a variety of cellmasts… *shrugs…
Either Karl Muller or Barrie Trower (can't remember) said that adjustments could be made to lessen the risks of exposure…
Sadly, this advice will be deliberately ignored, as Area Controllers across the land fumble with the power supplies and frequencies, to invade your homes..
Balliram will tell you (if the price is right), that it’s the unregulated frequencies that work the best, to enhance your private conversations and relay them back to a Listener… He will also tell you that this requires releasing a great deal more than the acceptable levels of power into a target's home…
Pull a plug out of a jackpoint in my home, and nine times out of ten, you will burn your fingers badly, and I kid you not… *eyeroll…
Don’t give me the steady 220 volts crap that the GW pays so heavily for, when the output is in fact fluctuating wildly, according to our Monitor’s mood swings… *gags…
The cold truth is that our Area Controller is a criminal, employed by criminals instated by the Project Author's, deliberately.. Sure, I can see the so-called merit of the scheme, but to condone it would be impossible…
Tis not enough that the population have been collectively sold down river as Labrats, in this appalling experiment, but that they must be controlled by in so many cases, downright felons?
You know your Area Controller personally and you would swear that he’s a good guy? *falls over choking… And how many of you had no inkling of the Captain of Courage’s close relationship to a practising Druglord and a Proven-to-be Corrupt Police Chief? For just how long was the Pooper-Scooper able to successfully deny my allegations, before you actually woke up?
It's taken you years to finally see the truth of the matter, and to realise that Colin P. Balliram is indeed connected to the Mob and the Druglord, and that my claims of his perverted and sadistic behaviour are all true…
And still you kid yourselves that he's an isolated case? Bwaahaahaa…. It's my contention that Jannie has divided his Recruits into Sections, and that the files containing enlisted Area Controllers displaying the identical psychotic character traits, as my own unfortunate Monitor, have overtaken all the others… A sign of the times indeed… *sighs…
*It's nearly 7am, and the Creep stirs next door and engulfs me with heat..*
LATER at 8.55am
I've been working outside for a bit, and the humidity is rank.. Suffice to say, so am I, and for once it's not of my charming Controller’s doing…
I took a call earlier, concerning Walmer Avenue, that feeds off Kenilworth, across the way.. Man, that’s just a hop, skip and a jump from the Druglord’s palace, is it not?
A youngster from Walmer had come home at about 2am one morning a fortnight back, to find an official team from the Metro Electricity Department (easily recognized by their clearly marked vehicle and uniforms) swarming up a streetlight..
Needless to say, the light's haven't functioned since that event, and on enquiring, the residents were told that the cable had been stolen… *coughs…
See now, if the kid had had the foresight to take a photo, there may have been a few red faces as a result, but he didn’t… *shrugs…
By now most of you are aware that the majority of cable theft, be it Telkom, or your Electricity supply, is cunningly engineered by those two organisations themselves..*belches…
Always has been, and until the final pole is rigged out with the Big Brother technology, and the final bit of fibre linked up, it always will be…
Two weeks later, and despite the Fault being logged, there are still no lights in Walmer Avenue..
Will Nayager now spring into action and see to it that street is hit with a mini-crimewave, to encourage those suckers to festoon their properties with additional lighting? Sure he will… *spews…
Anyone ever consider going door-to-door and filling the community in on the Wireless Project, instead of employing thieves to gain the extra lighting required to boost the signal? Just kidding.. *keels over…
LATER at 2.45pm
I've just been updating my photo albums and found THIS very self-conscious chap in Muni Blue with a red safety helmet, busily making adjustments to our Area Controller's streetlight.. That was way back on the 4th July 2007 at noon…
Would you care to compare it with the same streetlight taken on the 31st January 2011 a few days AFTER S N RETIC were pictured HERE, on Thursday the 27th January, up B.Snr’s pole? *bolt-eyed…
The most obvious change is that Bali now has TWO thick cables snaking up his pole, instead of just the one.. They’ve also replaced his light-sensor on top of the cowling, with something rather different, not to mention the black dome-shaped device with the red cord.. Twould be interesting to know just how many of the current laws (if indeed they exist) are able to be broken by those additions now on his streetlight, and the fact that he doesn’t have the qualifications to run the circuit…
It's now 3.15pm, and there's a deliciously cool breeze blowing in through the windows on either side of the desk.. I am however, awash with sweat, and feel I'm about to implode… Weirdness….
I feel our Controller is pushing the envelope in order to achieve some concrete results to the ‘tests’ he runs on the human guinea pigs surrounding him… Were SN RETIC adding all that stuff to your pole to broaden your options, o Master? Yikes! No wonder our lighting is now dipping so frequently..
Sunday 13th February at 5am..
Even I have to chuckle, at how life itself can be a bitch at times… Does our Area Controller get censured in any way for his criminal over-enthusiasm? Not a bleeding chance! Instead, he’s been rewarded with all this additional technology to his streetlight pole, and you just KNOW it's not designed to improve the lot of his captive guinea-pigs.. Cest la vie… *sags…
He's made it more than plain that he doesn’t care for my communications with Ms. Dorny, and he has regularly escalated the BF accordingly *wipes eyes… Battered and fried folks, that’s the old toad for you, battered and fried…. *shrugs painfully..
Don’t waste your time nodding and saying you always knew I'd come to a sticky end.. Rather start digging a shelter for you and yours, for chances are you're going to need it..
Peace…
---oOo---
Sunday 13th February 2011 at 1.24pm.
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