THE NEED-TO-KNOW SCAM..
(begun Wednesday 16th February at 3.35am...)
I mutter something sotto-voice, and it's rhythmic chirrup stops immediately.. Sharp hearing for an insect out there in the dark? Naa, it's just my entomology-challenged Area Controller having to stop the device briefly, in order to hear what I’m mumbling about… Works like a charm, and always has… *chortles..
Heavy-handedness with the BackFire in the wee hours is getting to be par for the course… She must be dead to the world at that hour, so he can get away with it.. Shame. *shrugs…
Anyways I'm up, and he's settled it down to a steady burn… Mission accomplished..*claps…
There were no additional posts to the What is a WUG thread at mybroadband, when I checked yesterday evening.. What had I hoped for? That the Pilgrim would've answered my questions, however obliquely? *sighs.. Why the darned secrecy FFS?
The Scrabble-Player has most definitely been given one version of the Sales Pitch, so it has to be really good… *grinds teeth..
So okay – I'll try again.. WUGs are privately run? You'll be told on joining, what equipment to buy, and someone nearby will generally help you to set up? If you don’t already have the required enormous outdoor lights/signal enhancers in a suitable position, you will have to add them. (You want to see the size of the beauties on the convent-facing side of my neighbour's house.. Stunning!)
What happens next? Is the Newbie informed that their Muni’s Electricity Department is kindly allowing the WUG Admin to access the Newbie’s power supply in order to control the frequency output from these newly added lights? But wouldn’t that mean that the fellow is controlling your entire home supply of power? *coughs delicately….
Well, yes – he could in theory, but why would he want to?
But, but, to control your lights he has to access the correct jackpoints, and what if he gets it wrong, and your TV blows up, or your freezer packs in? Dem’s da breaks, chillun….
It’s a chance you take, but if you want to join this happy band and play Scrabble till your ears bleed, you'll do it… *grins..
Okay – So now we've had the Muni's Electricity Department displaying rare and obliging kindness in allowing your unqualified Area Controller access to your power circuit, what about the brilliant (and I DO mean brilliant) assistance being given the local Wuggers by St. Theresa’s orphanage/school/convent?
Rigging out this establishment as a mini-base station out of the goodness of their hearts? The gifts don’t stop there, and we have the Government-owned National Lottery pouring millions into the convent in a 4-phase upgrade, designed to improve the signal even further for the lucky Wuggers… *roffels..
Not quite so privately run then? Who could it possibly be in Government, that cares enough to spend this kind of money on LANS and WUGs? Was it whispered that our Head of Intelligence will be sharing the airwaves with the Wuggers in order to ferret out traitors and subversives? That these Intelligence Operatives will be around, but you won't be aware of them, as they hunt for terrorists and tax-dodgers? Then you thought this over for all of a nano-second before signing up? *falls over shrieking..
You didn’t consider that the fluctuating levels of EMR that will increase mightily after sign-up, may not be that good for your little family? You didn’t question how an orphanage, housing kids as young as two and three-year olds, could be prepared to expose their young charges to quite so much EMR?
If you even thought to enquire about the risks, were you told that some sort of microwave Ombudsman keeps a strict check on the proceedings, and ensures that the International Standard guidelines for frequency and power output are rigorously adhered to? *chokes….
And still you think it’s a brilliant idea, and you can fully understand the need for secrecy?
Pick up a copy of this week’s Northglen News (www.highwaymail.co.za) and you’ll find the Mast Fighter on Page 3. A first-hand victim of reckless over-exposure, she knows what she’s talking about, despite all the efforts made by the Telecom's Agent to have you believe otherwise.
If the relatively so-called ‘safe’ frequencies were indeed adhered to, it’s a Grand Plan Stan.. They aren't.
To access your home via the powerlines and to VOIP your conversations, requires the use of unregulated frequencies.. It doesn’t matter how much your fellow Wuggers squeal that I'm talking bullshit, as I've absolutely no reason on earth to lie… Nor does it matter that I'm more than blank on the technicalities..
All that counts is that we are guinea-pigs, and have been since 2005, and therefore in a position to tell you the absolute truth of the matter..
If, for instance, my accusations against Colin P. Balliram are now finally being said to quite possibly be correct, but that it is a personal vendetta, and nothing that could affect you and yours, why would you believe that?
Have you been told (whoohoo! It's now 4.45am, and my Master has just wrapped me in his over-heated embrace!), that Balliram has been removed as Area Controller, as a result of his reckless use of so much power? Yet you’ve seen for yourself HERE the huge amount of additional technology added to his streetlight the week before last, by the Muni's Contractors SN RETIC? Tell me again – WHAT were you thinking?!
Spare a thought for the innocent charges housed in that mini-base station across the valley, for were you to consider for one minute that you will ever be told that even one of the inmates is adversely affected, then you're as dim as this toad…Forget the Tobacco Industry Giants FFS, and look at Telkom instead, and their haste to disappear into the shadows, and have you consign them to the scrap-heap…*grins…
Now tell me truly – As a Durbanite, have you ever seen quite so many Telkom bakkies in your neighbourhood, in your lifetime? There they are, at every switch box and exchange, crawling down manholes and up telephone poles, as they busily link you up to Mo Shaik’s Big Brother Project…
WUGs are private? Not a chance..
No matter how idealistic and worthy the reasons you’re given for the secrecy and lies that surround the creation of LANS, there is a chance that you and yours could pay for it, bigtime… *shrugs..
You may console yourselves that the irritation I cause you with my bumbling and incoherent attempts to warn you, is nothing compared to my own frustration..*sighs..
Go instead to www.ermffsa.org and read as much as you can, bearing in mind that for this Grand Scheme to be realised, the use of unregulated frequencies is a MUST.
LATER at 5.45am
Young Spanky up at No. 12 had already sounded the alarm noisily by the time I heard the familiar clang of the metal ladder, and found the Telkom tech back up the Accountant's valley pole just after 2pm yesterday.. By 2.30pm he had driven up out of the valley and was parked outside the house itself. Had he left for good before No. 16’s house alarm began it's raucous noise?
It’s a given that el Maestro was fumbling with the adjustments made to No. 12’s system when he managed to trigger the wirelessed alarm two houses away..
The unfortunate ADT Rep pulled up shortly afterwards, and I've no doubt the Good Man also left work and headed home to see why his alarm was sounding..
Delightful, hey Bali? To be able to manipulate people’s lives at the tap of a key, must be heady stuff indeed…
It's all worth it Prameeth? (sp) Being a part of the WUG community discounts all that the Captain of Courage puts your old man through so regularly? *sighs… How does it feel, knowing that one adverse word overheard being muttered against the cowboy tactics employed by your Area Controller, could lead to yet another proper break-in? A break-in that somehow will be missed by the monitoring devices that literally saturate the area… He can't be everywhere at once? I beg to differ… *teeth..
Nothing moves that isn't now linked to his smartphone.. Nothing. So when Bali trots out Excuse No. 322 – He was having an audience with the Whisperer at Westwood Mall and had his phone off, check his darned nose FFS!
Dr. Seedat called yesterday afternoon but alas, the GW had already left for the Mall.. The poor fellow seemed non-plussed when I brightly said ‘You're phoning about my husband’s implant?’ *cackles.. The conversation went downhill from there, and the GW is to call him this morning.. He regards the whole thing as a non-event, and seems content to live with the drill tip embedded in his gum… *bolt-eyed…
What would your attitude be, if this had happened to you? *interested…
Who laid out the Dentist's instruments that morning and was she aware that the drill had probably been tampered with, much as the vials of anaesthetic had, at my GP’s surgery?
Crazy? Hell, that depends on which Team you’re batting for… *shrugs..
LATER at 8.00am..
The FlyBoys went low overhead at 7.15am.. I'd heard them coming, and was in time to gaze up at them as they dipped towards No. 12 and a tiny red light flashed on the chopper’s side nearest the property… Linking up the adjustments made yesterday by the Telkom Tech, fosho..*shrugs…
There are now two large white plastic bags, weighted and placed in the quadbike tracks directly below our valley wall.. I've grown familiar with the use of broken-down white plastic chairs or plastic bags being used to aid LOS, but can't quite see the reason for this particular placement… A pointer for what? *interested..
It’s another fine, if gusty day, here in the Zone.. Be happy…
Peace..
---oOo---
Wednesday 16th February 2011 at 10.36am.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
MINARETS IN THE SKY...
(begun Monday 14th February at 9.10am..)
Senior PAGAD Leaders are in Durban this week, with plans to revive a nation-wide campaign against drugs… (Sunday Tribune 13th Feb. blogged yesterday).
Would Abdulla Salie and Abdussalaam Ibrahim care to tell me why, up till now, they’ve looked the other way at the high-ranking involvement of the Druglord Barnabas, in the Information Theft Project?
How did Mo Shaik persuade this Organisation to accept so much power being handed to a criminal, and a Druglord at that? Here – build yourselves another Mosque/Madressa on this or that Trust Land, and we’ll see to it that any objections are quashed? Pretty much hey? *grins..
Did our Mo indicate that he could pull the plug on his largesse in this regard, at any point? That unless the Muslim leaders accepted the Druglord's role in installing the Big Brother technology, they would find insurmountable problems blocking the spreading of Islam?
Hopefully, Messrs. Ibrahim and Salie are personally gatvol of dancing to the Whisperer’s tune and of meekly accepting the insult that Barnabas represents… The thing of it is, that merely by publishing their plans in the Press, the monitoring of their movements will be activated, and their every move recorded, that Mistuh Shaik and his shifty colleagues may remain one step ahead, at all times.. Who will warn these Leaders of this technological phenomenon and the ‘specialised components and methodologies' available to the likes of the Druglord's Puppet, the low-life, Glen Nayager?
LATER at 12.10pm
Remarkable! Both my bedroom and this room where I write, are like ten degrees cooler than they’ve been for days…. *bolt-eyed…
The weather is the same – blazing hot out in the sun, but with a brisk breeze making it delightful in the shade.. Anyone care to tell me the purpose behind the unnatural and appalling wall of heat engineered in these two rooms for so long? Hands up? No?
I smell criminal intent, but then I would, wouldn’t I?
I do believe that I could actually ask the Mast Fighter to research this particular phenomenon and to explain to me in pidgin english whether enduring such manipulated heat is ultimately good for my health? She's more than capable of doing just that, and I figure she'd have our cowardly Area Controller scrambling to at least hide behind the term ‘tests’…
Who was it that finally understood what I was saying, and suggested he literally cool it? Too late, mate…
In my ongoing quest to provide as-good-as-you’re-going-to-get proof that the Zone is now being run by a group of Felons, this latest effort, engineered by the abusive Lout at No. 6, should rank fairly high on the evidence list….
If Ms. Dorny were to discover that the solid walls of heat in both those rooms did nothing other than to make me uncomfortable, I'd willingly eat my shorts….
Tamara? Care to step down off of your Perch of Selective Ignorance and pay attention here? How do you feel about this latest revelation on your SO’s behaviour? We both know the Dick well enough to accept that even if my blog didn’t exist, we would be treated in the identical way, and battered relentlessly with the unregulated frequencies, and power in our homes…
Just a little uncomfortable yet, or still able to shrug me and my fellow targets off, as deserving guinea-pigs? *interested…
What you and I don’t know, and will probably never know, is the amount of other unfortunate victims spread about the area, that have fallen prey to your charming husband and his equally perverted chum, Glen Nayager… Who right now, are terrified out of their wits, and thinking they are going round the bend, as they too are blasted by the frequencies..*projectile barf….
LATER at 2.30pm
There's a Meeting tonight, so I went online and checked out the Forum early.. On the opening page at mybroadband, in pride of place, is a piece by Felicity Duncan, asking - Can Your Cellular Phone kill you?
A nice, easy-going, calmly written, and apparently unbiased opinion, that gives no hint of the Fast Forward methods currently employed, that will test your resistence to microwaves to the limit, in the very near future…
Was the piece run independently, or was permission first requested of the Strategist? A fair enough question under the circumstances, and one that I would like to believe has the former answer, and not the latter..
Try as I may, I simply can't see evil there.. Ja, I'm a naïve idiot fosho, and yet I've no idea why the paranoia simply refuses to include the site owner…
Even I find it impossible to believe, that when he was persuaded to create the Recruitment Centre for a Project he saw as worthy, he was made aware of ALL the Project Author's proposed means of installation..
The employment of Organised Crime bosses and Druglords, to oversee vast areas controlled by the technology, and the tragedies that would ensue as a result… It'll take a great deal to change my mind on that score.. You gonna give it a shot, Jannie? Man, you must be sorely tempted to have me see rpm in a bad light, after your resounding success in alienating the Part-Time Activist… You cunning fellow, you! *applauds…
The GW came through a while ago to say he was finally able to load the sms bundle on my CPF phone.. Whew!
Corruption of the phone lines, and having our calls listened to, has been practised for many years, long before this larnie monitoring technology arrived, and there was always a comfortable liaison between Telkom Overport and Sydenham SAPS.
Of course you'll know that already, if you’ve been around since I first began snitching here on blogger.com.. *grins..
Eventually they began, several years ago, to cut out the middle man at the exchange, and our landline ran straight through to Dodge City…
Who can forget the time I was gossiping on my fixed line to the lady who'd lived up in Bernie's house, when Nayager in his excitement, hit the wrong button, and we were both treated to the sound of him roaring at his officers, until he realised his error and swiftly dropped the line…*falls over laughing…
As it stands right now, I still can't pick up a phone, be it fixed line or a cell, and my Network Admin goes on red-alert.. Now THAT’S dedication to duty.. A warrant? Hah! You could search till the cows come home and you'd not find any official document giving these goondas permission to monitor our lives.. The Druglord has always seen to it that they’ve been above the Law, and nothing's changed there at all..*shrugs..
Tuesday 15th February at 4.45am..
I have to chuckle at how the Listeners on the Hill must have battled to separate the different voices of our CPF Members after the Meeting …. Even I'd noticed last night, that at one point we sounded like a troop of chattering monkeys *cackles… There'd been no sign of our staunch SAPS Rep, nor word from him either, though he’s certainly not required to attend more than once a month..
Frankly, I was relieved, as he would've had to take the flak for the two assaults on Community members, up at Dodge, and that’s not exactly fair..*sighs…
It's quite bizarre to sit and listen to complaints directed at our Boys in Blue, while knowing that for the most part, the Ranks are merely following orders.. Am I right when I say the current agenda involves creating an air of instability up at Dodge? We won't have that answer until after March 26th, and Nayager's final, rigged Court Case, so you're just going to have to wait and see….
Bali had cranked up the BF a bit yesterday evening, even as I'd driven up to the Hall, but it settled down once I arrived, and behaved until – what? Who was saying what, inside that little Meeting room, when suddenly the eavesdropping was enhanced enough to make my nose run? *fascinated..
Man, there's no way I can keep up, and it's always with hindsight that I realise I should've been paying closer attention..
My Vice-Chair's physical system is still hit hard when he returns from out of town to enter his home, and walks head-on into the wall of poison the Balliram floods into his house… How can I tell him he should be grateful that it's just the Chronic Fatigue frequency, and not a far worse wavelength that's being employed? He's probably going to find that out for himself the hard way, in the long run…
Has word of my Vice Chair’s moral fibre reached the ears of Schabir himself?
Is the Whisperer bent on testing the good man's integrity personally? It sure looks that way right now, and all I can say is, good luck with that, dewd… *teeth….
It was after 9pm by the time we'd all finished yakking, and I cruised slowly down the Crescent past the Reservist's home, the Councillor's refurbished palace, and my ex-Chairman's house, and all the rest… I was hooting with laughter and trying to spit at the same time, as I crossed each wirelessed beam and activated a variety of my Controller’s ‘nunus’..
Was my braying laughter picked up by the Listeners as I headed homewards, with my head stuck out of the car window?
Chances are it wasn’t, and that instead, there was an excited huddle up at Dodge City, as they all tried to voice an opinion on the way forward… *mini-spew….
It's now almost 6am, and the AirWing chopper is already up there and going about it's Project business, linking the latest ground-work to the microwave tower, and to Mr. El’s giant base station at Howard College.. Those flyboys deserve a medal for the sheer donkey-work they undertake.. *applauds…
I must go… Peace..
---oOo---
Tuesday 15th February 2011 at 12.27pm.
(begun Monday 14th February at 9.10am..)
Senior PAGAD Leaders are in Durban this week, with plans to revive a nation-wide campaign against drugs… (Sunday Tribune 13th Feb. blogged yesterday).
Would Abdulla Salie and Abdussalaam Ibrahim care to tell me why, up till now, they’ve looked the other way at the high-ranking involvement of the Druglord Barnabas, in the Information Theft Project?
How did Mo Shaik persuade this Organisation to accept so much power being handed to a criminal, and a Druglord at that? Here – build yourselves another Mosque/Madressa on this or that Trust Land, and we’ll see to it that any objections are quashed? Pretty much hey? *grins..
Did our Mo indicate that he could pull the plug on his largesse in this regard, at any point? That unless the Muslim leaders accepted the Druglord's role in installing the Big Brother technology, they would find insurmountable problems blocking the spreading of Islam?
Hopefully, Messrs. Ibrahim and Salie are personally gatvol of dancing to the Whisperer’s tune and of meekly accepting the insult that Barnabas represents… The thing of it is, that merely by publishing their plans in the Press, the monitoring of their movements will be activated, and their every move recorded, that Mistuh Shaik and his shifty colleagues may remain one step ahead, at all times.. Who will warn these Leaders of this technological phenomenon and the ‘specialised components and methodologies' available to the likes of the Druglord's Puppet, the low-life, Glen Nayager?
LATER at 12.10pm
Remarkable! Both my bedroom and this room where I write, are like ten degrees cooler than they’ve been for days…. *bolt-eyed…
The weather is the same – blazing hot out in the sun, but with a brisk breeze making it delightful in the shade.. Anyone care to tell me the purpose behind the unnatural and appalling wall of heat engineered in these two rooms for so long? Hands up? No?
I smell criminal intent, but then I would, wouldn’t I?
I do believe that I could actually ask the Mast Fighter to research this particular phenomenon and to explain to me in pidgin english whether enduring such manipulated heat is ultimately good for my health? She's more than capable of doing just that, and I figure she'd have our cowardly Area Controller scrambling to at least hide behind the term ‘tests’…
Who was it that finally understood what I was saying, and suggested he literally cool it? Too late, mate…
In my ongoing quest to provide as-good-as-you’re-going-to-get proof that the Zone is now being run by a group of Felons, this latest effort, engineered by the abusive Lout at No. 6, should rank fairly high on the evidence list….
If Ms. Dorny were to discover that the solid walls of heat in both those rooms did nothing other than to make me uncomfortable, I'd willingly eat my shorts….
Tamara? Care to step down off of your Perch of Selective Ignorance and pay attention here? How do you feel about this latest revelation on your SO’s behaviour? We both know the Dick well enough to accept that even if my blog didn’t exist, we would be treated in the identical way, and battered relentlessly with the unregulated frequencies, and power in our homes…
Just a little uncomfortable yet, or still able to shrug me and my fellow targets off, as deserving guinea-pigs? *interested…
What you and I don’t know, and will probably never know, is the amount of other unfortunate victims spread about the area, that have fallen prey to your charming husband and his equally perverted chum, Glen Nayager… Who right now, are terrified out of their wits, and thinking they are going round the bend, as they too are blasted by the frequencies..*projectile barf….
LATER at 2.30pm
There's a Meeting tonight, so I went online and checked out the Forum early.. On the opening page at mybroadband, in pride of place, is a piece by Felicity Duncan, asking - Can Your Cellular Phone kill you?
A nice, easy-going, calmly written, and apparently unbiased opinion, that gives no hint of the Fast Forward methods currently employed, that will test your resistence to microwaves to the limit, in the very near future…
Was the piece run independently, or was permission first requested of the Strategist? A fair enough question under the circumstances, and one that I would like to believe has the former answer, and not the latter..
Try as I may, I simply can't see evil there.. Ja, I'm a naïve idiot fosho, and yet I've no idea why the paranoia simply refuses to include the site owner…
Even I find it impossible to believe, that when he was persuaded to create the Recruitment Centre for a Project he saw as worthy, he was made aware of ALL the Project Author's proposed means of installation..
The employment of Organised Crime bosses and Druglords, to oversee vast areas controlled by the technology, and the tragedies that would ensue as a result… It'll take a great deal to change my mind on that score.. You gonna give it a shot, Jannie? Man, you must be sorely tempted to have me see rpm in a bad light, after your resounding success in alienating the Part-Time Activist… You cunning fellow, you! *applauds…
The GW came through a while ago to say he was finally able to load the sms bundle on my CPF phone.. Whew!
Corruption of the phone lines, and having our calls listened to, has been practised for many years, long before this larnie monitoring technology arrived, and there was always a comfortable liaison between Telkom Overport and Sydenham SAPS.
Of course you'll know that already, if you’ve been around since I first began snitching here on blogger.com.. *grins..
Eventually they began, several years ago, to cut out the middle man at the exchange, and our landline ran straight through to Dodge City…
Who can forget the time I was gossiping on my fixed line to the lady who'd lived up in Bernie's house, when Nayager in his excitement, hit the wrong button, and we were both treated to the sound of him roaring at his officers, until he realised his error and swiftly dropped the line…*falls over laughing…
As it stands right now, I still can't pick up a phone, be it fixed line or a cell, and my Network Admin goes on red-alert.. Now THAT’S dedication to duty.. A warrant? Hah! You could search till the cows come home and you'd not find any official document giving these goondas permission to monitor our lives.. The Druglord has always seen to it that they’ve been above the Law, and nothing's changed there at all..*shrugs..
Tuesday 15th February at 4.45am..
I have to chuckle at how the Listeners on the Hill must have battled to separate the different voices of our CPF Members after the Meeting …. Even I'd noticed last night, that at one point we sounded like a troop of chattering monkeys *cackles… There'd been no sign of our staunch SAPS Rep, nor word from him either, though he’s certainly not required to attend more than once a month..
Frankly, I was relieved, as he would've had to take the flak for the two assaults on Community members, up at Dodge, and that’s not exactly fair..*sighs…
It's quite bizarre to sit and listen to complaints directed at our Boys in Blue, while knowing that for the most part, the Ranks are merely following orders.. Am I right when I say the current agenda involves creating an air of instability up at Dodge? We won't have that answer until after March 26th, and Nayager's final, rigged Court Case, so you're just going to have to wait and see….
Bali had cranked up the BF a bit yesterday evening, even as I'd driven up to the Hall, but it settled down once I arrived, and behaved until – what? Who was saying what, inside that little Meeting room, when suddenly the eavesdropping was enhanced enough to make my nose run? *fascinated..
Man, there's no way I can keep up, and it's always with hindsight that I realise I should've been paying closer attention..
My Vice-Chair's physical system is still hit hard when he returns from out of town to enter his home, and walks head-on into the wall of poison the Balliram floods into his house… How can I tell him he should be grateful that it's just the Chronic Fatigue frequency, and not a far worse wavelength that's being employed? He's probably going to find that out for himself the hard way, in the long run…
Has word of my Vice Chair’s moral fibre reached the ears of Schabir himself?
Is the Whisperer bent on testing the good man's integrity personally? It sure looks that way right now, and all I can say is, good luck with that, dewd… *teeth….
It was after 9pm by the time we'd all finished yakking, and I cruised slowly down the Crescent past the Reservist's home, the Councillor's refurbished palace, and my ex-Chairman's house, and all the rest… I was hooting with laughter and trying to spit at the same time, as I crossed each wirelessed beam and activated a variety of my Controller’s ‘nunus’..
Was my braying laughter picked up by the Listeners as I headed homewards, with my head stuck out of the car window?
Chances are it wasn’t, and that instead, there was an excited huddle up at Dodge City, as they all tried to voice an opinion on the way forward… *mini-spew….
It's now almost 6am, and the AirWing chopper is already up there and going about it's Project business, linking the latest ground-work to the microwave tower, and to Mr. El’s giant base station at Howard College.. Those flyboys deserve a medal for the sheer donkey-work they undertake.. *applauds…
I must go… Peace..
---oOo---
Tuesday 15th February 2011 at 12.27pm.
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