THE SHIP'S CAPTAIN..
(begun Sunday 17th July at 3.45am...)
*Poor thing... Those wirelessed nunus are set on a frequency whose sound you can't miss... A factory flaw? I dunno, but the Twerp keeps trying, and I keep spitting... *grins...*
So - did you go read the piece in the Independent yesterday? Did you find out why on earth it's the Germiston cops who are doing the so-called investigating? More smoke and mirrors? Oddly enough, Leon couldn't have asked for a better promo for his website, and fingers crossed, those membership stats are set to rise a bit...
It's just a pity that the majority who join, come across as no more than a twitchy bunch of rubber-neckers, without the guts to participate openly, but I guess that's how it goes....
Our Mac McCarthy on the other hand, will have a go at anything that moves, in his efforts to kick life into the Forum...
It would never have occurred to me to question Councillor Thring's appointment, but somehow you know that Mac's got his facts right.. Once again I get the feeling that Mr. McCarthy is a professional shit-stirrer and that there's a lot more to him than just a peeved ratepayer....
Will his harsh words lead to an outraged response from Thring's fellow ACDP members? Will any of them step out of the shadows and fly to his defence?
May I get the ball rolling?
The chap has so far at least, had the cojones to post his comments on the website, while the majority of his fellow Councillors remain nervously silent... Surely this counts in his favour, no matter how he came to be elected?
Going back to the Independent on Saturday press article, and Sutcliffe's comment that 'people are acting in a criminal way', I was temporarily dumbstruck by his sheer nerve... Maybe 'people' are simply emulating your behaviour Herr Doktor, though there are few who could outstrip you in the Corruption stakes....
You wanna chat Mikey? You want to tell the ratepayers the real reason for the ridiculous hikes to the lights and water rates?
You want to tell them how we really lost the Blue Flag status, and why the quality of the tap water has gone to hell in a hand-basket?
Your title implies that you're in charge.. In which case you would've been more than aware that (according to Allen Spence) Sherwood and Cato Crest were to be the Trial areas for the Metro Connect Project, back in 2005.
In your role as head Honcho you've sat back happily and watched as a mockery has been made of our Constitution...
As a so-called intelligent, well-educated person, you've had six years to figure out that it's criminals that are in charge of Metro Connect, and yet you've done nothing but continue to endorse the lies - which makes you what?
'People are acting in a criminal way?' You can do better than that Doktor Sutcliffe, or do you find yourself in over your pointy head?
Is your own personal Leverage File a figment of my over-worked imagination or not? What dark secrets are in the hands of the equally Foul, that have you now as much a Puppet as your unfortunate Trial guinea-pigs?
I swear I don't know how you and Spence can sleep at night, as you continue to back this horrorshow..
You ever consider sharing with us? Coming out and spilling the beans? Odds are that you'd be forgiven by the majority, though I can't speak for those whose immune systems you've allowed to be destroyed by way of your fantabulous Metro Connect technology... Those who now face each day crippled by pain they certainly don't deserve....
Do you huddle in dark corners with your buddies McLeod and Spence, while you reassure each other that the old bitch has no proof? Do you foolishly carry your cellphones in your pockets, as you mutter urgently to each other, thinking you're not being overheard? *falls over snorting...
Have you learned to change the venues for your clandestine meetings at the very last minute? That were you to use the same venue twice, chances are by your second visit, there'd be a whole bunch of wirelessed nunus in the area?
Are you really aware that strolling along the shoreline of the polluted sea front, or walking on the greens, sans your cellphones, is probably the only opportunity you now have, for a truly private conversation?
All along, the beauty of this entire scheme has relied on the omission of fine print... The Players were told only so much, while many of the details were carefully left out..
Naturally your Head of Electricity will have told you that nowadays when a blackout is enabled, though the lights go out, the wireless frequencies continue to operate unhindered... Pure magic, and beyond the average Sucker's means to comprehend, hey Al?
Until recently, even the staunch MastFighter had thought that by switching off the Mains, the pain caused by the wireless frequencies could be alleviated.. That's not the case, is it Mikey? In fact, there's no escape for those innocents whose homes have been invaded, and are flooded ceaselessly with EMR by officially designated criminals?
Trials.? Now there's a misnomer for you.. The trials for this particular technology would have been done decades ago, and the results well documented.. How long did it take the World powers to choose SA for their kickoff point? To make up their minds that between all the corrupt countries in the world, ours would be the easiest to manipulate?
Were you flattered at being singled out to 'manage' the installation of the Metro Connect technology? Were you constantly told that you were a genius, and the only person that could be trusted to handle a Project of this magnitude? *sags..
How then did you feel when you finally woke to the realisation that a common Druglord's word carried more weight than yours? When you finally got round to verifying that a Purveyor of Banned Substances would have you jumping through hoops at his bidding?
You've not had the pleasure of actually meeting our 'Earl' Michael Barnabas? They've kept you apart with good reason? Be that as it may, by now you will be aware that Barnabas has been elevated to sit at the right hand of our Head of Intelligence, and that on the Power scale, you are now small-fry....
What is it that keeps you silent? What is it that keeps you perpetuating the lie? Sure, the goondas whose company you so happily keep are fond of issuing death threats, but I fail to see how that would bother you? You fear your reputation will take a knock? *falls over laughing helplessly....
Rather too late for those concerns Mr. Sutcliffe, as it's a given you'll go down in the history books as a backer and supporter of criminals... *blinks...
Were the whistleblower to take me up on my offer (unlikely, as it's fairly obvious that he/she has their own interests to protect), and it were to become public knowledge that the Muni are running a fairly deadly combination of technologies into resident's homes for their own gain, would they not naturally look to you as the author of this abomination?
Have you been reassured that Karl Muller is but a single voice, and his efforts to educate Joe Public are doomed to fail?
And here I sit on this dark and delightfully chilly winter's morning, hoping against hope that those who've been fooled for so long by the silken-voiced Telkom Agent, are beginning to stir at last, and see a glimmer of light... To wake from their stupor and see the true colours of the horse they've witlessly backed all these years...
What will you do? A runner, like so many before you? In truth, this technology is a magical thing.. While I understand the need for a certain amount of surveillance, for you to sit silently and hope that your children will survive and flourish, despite the unacceptable levels of EMR necessary for the technology to achieve it's aims, is an enormous risk to take...
Does van Zyl ever suggest (jokingly, mind you) that you only need read my blog to see what happens to those who resist the removal of their right to privacy and a healthy environment? Does he? After all the years he's called me a downright Liar and a Loon, to boot? *grins wildly...
While I can't dispute the latter, I've told you the truth from the start, however incoherently...
Do you not concede however much it pains you, that you have become a sheep? That you've allowed yourselves to be led down the garden path, albeit by one of the best con-artists the Telecoms Industry has ever produced? I would've given up on you years ago, were it not for my refusal to believe that you're a lost cause... That it's been my failure to communicate, and my horrific abuse of the English language that's kept you blinded to the truth...
Karl Muller doesn't have that problem, and as an Educator, he gets his points across in a way that will forever escape me.. Listen and choose...
If enough of you were to express your misgivings, instead of sitting huddled fearfully, waiting for someone else to stick their neck out..?
Jannie van Zyl is one of yours... He can talk the talk, and he can make or break your business.. Like Balliram and his Curry Mafia backers, he has contacts in every corner of industry and can either pull strings for you, or the carpet from under your feet...
Why would you then deliberately incur his wrath? Man, I guess I still see you as Good, despite my constant dissing and name-calling.. I'm well aware that it's easy for me to talk, as I've nothing to lose..
Sadly, you may yet come to find that by continuing to back Mr. van Zyl, you will ultimately lose those you value the most anyway...
B.Snr. tells me that once again his car battery was sucked dry overnight, as it sat parked in his garage, and that his house alarm is being activated at all hours, to the chagrin of his Security company... Having already given our Area Controller credit for these particular 'skillz', including the remote blocking of a vehicle's ignition, I'm unimpressed by Balliram's repeated use of these nasty little tweaks..
As usual, it reveals our Controller's uncontrollable need for self-gratification.. It's not enough for the Sadist to damage us physically, but that he resorts to additional spiteful behaviour like killing car batteries and activating alarms... *spews...
It's winter, and batteries go down like flies, in the cold? Pull the other one...
Although only a handful will be privy to Balliram's smug satisfaction on these occasions, hopefully even his pathetically fawning Fanbois will begin to wonder at his real gender...
The long-held opinion that it's girls that are capable of spite, has single-handedly been overturned by our Balliram....
I confess to experiencing a second of almost fond exasperation earlier, as my little freezer suddenly groaned at his added attentions, and I had to remind myself sternly that he's pushing middle-age, and by rights should be incarcerated for his criminal actions...
But that's not going to happen, is it Mr. Sutcliffe? The whole sorry mess is out of your grubby hands right now, is it not? *disgusted....
Nonethess,
Peace..
---oOo---
Sunday 17th July 2011 at 9.43am.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
IN THE DOCK...
(begun Friday 15th July at 7am..)
The FlyBoyz thundered low overhead just after 6.30am, as they headed over to Brickfield Road, lights blazing in the murky drizzle...
I've no idea if it was the AirWing chopper or one of the many decoys that cross the valley air-space so often these days... It does occur to me to wonder how come their flight control panels don't go mental in this area, but then again I'm guessing they've all been adjusted to run compatibly with the Project's wireless technology... *shrugs..
I'd staggered back on board Cloud 9 at 5.20am, and had snuggled down under the blankets to enjoy the sound of the steady rain outside... It hadn't been long before 'special' Agent Voetsek decided he'd been slacking, and he was back in bed with me... *gags...
First off my insteps began burning with cold, and then it worked it's way up inside my legs until each one felt unpleasantly like a ton of Portland's best cement.. This heavy ache is very noticeable when I lie in bed, and even more so when I take the flight of 52 steps up to the street.. It's a truly odd sensation and nothing to do with my gross ! body weight or lack of fitness, both of which I'm well aware of... *sighs...
If indeed my physical flaws were the culprits, the phenomenon would occur every time I went up the stairs, and it doesn't.. Only since the recent concentrated assaults on our hips, have I noticed that it's suddenly as if a huge weight were tied to each leg.. *blinks...
So there you have it folks - Our Area Controller's temporary bout of funk appears to have passed, and he's back in business already...
Lawd - The coral tree branches heave with doves, as they stare at me through the window reproachfully.. Time to feed the little buggers... Cheers..
LATER at 7.50am
There was a big wall light still active outside the Plumber's home well after 7am.. My question is, whether due to oversight or by request? The Plumber up at No. 14 is a frugal man, and unlikely to be deliberately wasteful, and I heard just last week that his wife is suffering with back problems... Hmm...
May I add that snippet to the growing charge sheet I compile on Colin P. Balliram?
This morning's Times tells us that Lotto provided R1m for Cosatu's birthday bash, and I've no doubt you'll be offended by this gross misappropriation of funds intended for the poor..
But it's ok for Lotto to hand out thousands to so many vulnerable institutions, even though the bulk of those handouts will be spent on rigging up mini wireless base stations on the premises? The staggering 4-phase upgrade over at St. Theresa's in no way compensates for the hugely increased risks posed to both Staff and inmate's health, since it's surreptitious conversion was achieved...
To subsequently hand the Psychopath next door the responsibility of managing the Convent's power supplies, was the proverbial cherry on top..
His levels of callousness and lack of any integrity at all, have been well documented... A sniggering and vicious online bully, given the means to now employ his savagery in real time..
The Part-Time Activist almost got it right, but I guess back then she'd no idea of the scale of perversion and cruelty that was being practised across the Zone...
Professor Maharaj says in his post on durbanite that the Moses Mabhida stadium should be imploded in order to save the R28m per annum it's costing to maintain... I've an even better idea.. Why not drop a bomb on the old Wireless Station on Ridge Road, and save thousands of innocent residents from a slow and crippling death? While I've no doubt the words cancer and leukemia, along with tumors, has a far greater scare impact than osteo-arthritis or osteoporosis, I can only hope that Karl Muller begins to introduce these other very real horrors to his posts....
Saturday 16th July at 5.15am...
It's what I guess passes for the dead of winter here in Durbs, and yet, as I stood up next to my bed just before 5am, the thready sound of a nunu kicked in straight off... *chokes... A hardy little wirelessed beastie that I've not heard for some weeks.. It repeated it's tiny sound when I came and sat down here at the desk, and finally I remembered the old routine and spat audibly, when it fell silent for a while... *grins..
Last night I'd turned my bedside light off at 9pm, and at 9.15pm the BackFire kicked in viciously, and my corner of the bedroom, on that chilly damp evening, grew wondrously warm...
A house alarm rang it's full course at 9.25pm, but I didn't get up to check who it belonged to....
At 1.25am I woke drenched in sweat, and wondered whether the extreme heat was coming off me or off Cloud 9.. I'd gone for a pee and five minutes later my Controller had chirruped his remote...
At 3.40am I woke again, this time to a combination of extreme BackFire and an aching knee, and I snorted aloud at the continuing confirmation of Balliram's near girlish spite...
There were at least a dozen sleek black cars pulled up haphazardly on the verges, and many more men milling about... A couple of guys led our Controller out of his gates and pushed him down into the back seat of one of the vehicles... I glanced round in time to see the same being done to Freddie the Accountant up at No. 12... WTF? *startled....
The Head Honcho came over to where Sue and Missus B.Snr and I were gathered, and said kindly to us that it was over.. That it would take a while to sort out the details, but that the reign of Terror was done.. By then it was 4.45am, and time to abandon my delicious reverie... *grins...
There'd been a note in my gmail from the Rocket Scientist when I'd checked last night, and I'd found myself oddly unmoved....
I'd replied at some length, though it's quite possible my effort won't reach it's destination at all... I guess that decision was up to Jannie van Zyl? *winks...
Every line that Karl Muller pens is now of great interest to the Telkom Strategist, and my Network Admin will have reported back to him straight away....
Will Karl even notice my offer or take it seriously? I'd replied that I'd be happy to undergo tests in order to prove my claims that we're being battered by a wide variety of destructive wireless frequencies...
I've this odd notion that between Leonard Els and the Rocket Scientist, something positive could occur...
I've neither the commonsense or logic to figure out why such tests would be of benefit to the Crusade, but hopefully the Part-Time activist will give it some thought and arrive at a conclusion....
It's well known that I'm incapable of stringing two words together coherently, and that I would be a disaster were I to take the stand in a court of law...
As a Labrat however, I guess I would shine... *beams... I'm also fairly certain that I could persuade my fellow guinea-pigs to undergo similar controlled tests, to show that it's not just wimmen of a certain age that display the shocking symptoms as a result of the deliberate EMR abuse, in this neck of the woods...
My suggestion may appear extreme, but for some reason I think it could be achieved, with irrefutable results...
To be able to prove to the population that the Metro Connect technology is going to cripple thousands before it's done, is surely a worthwhile endeavour?
To show once and for all that repeated exposure to concentrated wireless frequencies can, never mind the cancers and leukemia, destroy your bones and cartilage, no matter what age you are...
While osteo arthritis and osteoporosis may sound tame, stood up against deadly tumors and the like, it's going to have a devastating effect on the country's citizens in the long run...
Set up a Laboratory and run controlled tests on us, and invite the Sunday Times Editor to be present, and if handled correctly, the results may astonish and appall you....
Did you check out the latest Weekly Gazette? Did you see that the Trouble-Shooter Leon Matthysen is back? The Newlands station is fortunate to have his services, and hopefully it's far enough away from the Druglord Barnabas' self-proclaimed territory, that his home and family won't be subjected to further gung-ho drive-by shootings...
Since his too-short tenure up at Dodge City, has anyone bothered to fill him in on the audio monitoring technology that he clearly knew little about, back then?
The quad up at Sydenham SAPS has more than it's fair share of wirelessed nunus dotted about to catch and enhance the sound of anyone so much as clearing their throat, and his SAPS provided cellphones will most certainly come with a nifty app that allows them to be remotely activated in order to enhance the spoken conversations between any number of people present...
Despite the distance between Sydenham and Newlands, he'd be remiss not to consider that his every move and word will be relayed to Barnabas, and a bullet-proof vest might be a good idea... *winks...
His refusal or inability to see what's right in front of him, doesn't detract from the fact that he's an amazing cop, and I for one will never forget the transformation that took place while he was running our Station...
Though it changed nothing in the long run, while it lasted, the atmosphere was genuinely electric, and it's hoped that the guys at Newlands will benefit from his presence while he's there...
LATER at10.30am..
Try if you can, to stay awake while I tack on a couple of belated must-reads...
This morning's Independent on Saturday, www.tios.co.za, Page 3, Police Close in on Spiteful email Writer is good for a giggle, and puts our own Leon Chetty of www.durbanite.co.za centre stage...
In the event of these threats actually going anywhere, may I suggest that all the whistleblower has to do is contact me and fill me in on the details of the City Manager's Metro Connect Surveillance Scheme, which I'd be happy to pass on to the more than capable Karl Muller to study and do with as he sees fit...
I would have to assume that once the details of the type of technology now rigged to the City and surround's streetlights is revealed, rather more than Sutcliffe's sensitive feelings will be hurt...
Lost your copy of the Constitution, Herr Doktor Sutcliffe? It might pay you to find another quite swiftly, and to check out the bit that says that I'm entitled to privacy, and a healthy environment? *snarls...
On Page 10 you'll find Sun Can Reduce Cancer Risk, which is pretty much what I was waffling on about yesterday...
I saved the very best find for last and you may find it on Page 12, Flying Sphere goes Where Humans Fear to Tread, and you'd have to bear in mind that this is the one we've been allowed to see.. It's quite possible that by now there are way more advanced versions out there, which are kept very much under wraps...
Did a party of Japanese scientists slip into South Africa back in the nineties, to assist with the intial planning of the Metro Connect Surveillance Project/Information Theft Scheme? I guess we'll never know...
Peace..
---oOo---
Saturday 16th July 2011 at 1.06pm.
(begun Friday 15th July at 7am..)
The FlyBoyz thundered low overhead just after 6.30am, as they headed over to Brickfield Road, lights blazing in the murky drizzle...
I've no idea if it was the AirWing chopper or one of the many decoys that cross the valley air-space so often these days... It does occur to me to wonder how come their flight control panels don't go mental in this area, but then again I'm guessing they've all been adjusted to run compatibly with the Project's wireless technology... *shrugs..
I'd staggered back on board Cloud 9 at 5.20am, and had snuggled down under the blankets to enjoy the sound of the steady rain outside... It hadn't been long before 'special' Agent Voetsek decided he'd been slacking, and he was back in bed with me... *gags...
First off my insteps began burning with cold, and then it worked it's way up inside my legs until each one felt unpleasantly like a ton of Portland's best cement.. This heavy ache is very noticeable when I lie in bed, and even more so when I take the flight of 52 steps up to the street.. It's a truly odd sensation and nothing to do with my gross ! body weight or lack of fitness, both of which I'm well aware of... *sighs...
If indeed my physical flaws were the culprits, the phenomenon would occur every time I went up the stairs, and it doesn't.. Only since the recent concentrated assaults on our hips, have I noticed that it's suddenly as if a huge weight were tied to each leg.. *blinks...
So there you have it folks - Our Area Controller's temporary bout of funk appears to have passed, and he's back in business already...
Lawd - The coral tree branches heave with doves, as they stare at me through the window reproachfully.. Time to feed the little buggers... Cheers..
LATER at 7.50am
There was a big wall light still active outside the Plumber's home well after 7am.. My question is, whether due to oversight or by request? The Plumber up at No. 14 is a frugal man, and unlikely to be deliberately wasteful, and I heard just last week that his wife is suffering with back problems... Hmm...
May I add that snippet to the growing charge sheet I compile on Colin P. Balliram?
This morning's Times tells us that Lotto provided R1m for Cosatu's birthday bash, and I've no doubt you'll be offended by this gross misappropriation of funds intended for the poor..
But it's ok for Lotto to hand out thousands to so many vulnerable institutions, even though the bulk of those handouts will be spent on rigging up mini wireless base stations on the premises? The staggering 4-phase upgrade over at St. Theresa's in no way compensates for the hugely increased risks posed to both Staff and inmate's health, since it's surreptitious conversion was achieved...
To subsequently hand the Psychopath next door the responsibility of managing the Convent's power supplies, was the proverbial cherry on top..
His levels of callousness and lack of any integrity at all, have been well documented... A sniggering and vicious online bully, given the means to now employ his savagery in real time..
The Part-Time Activist almost got it right, but I guess back then she'd no idea of the scale of perversion and cruelty that was being practised across the Zone...
Professor Maharaj says in his post on durbanite that the Moses Mabhida stadium should be imploded in order to save the R28m per annum it's costing to maintain... I've an even better idea.. Why not drop a bomb on the old Wireless Station on Ridge Road, and save thousands of innocent residents from a slow and crippling death? While I've no doubt the words cancer and leukemia, along with tumors, has a far greater scare impact than osteo-arthritis or osteoporosis, I can only hope that Karl Muller begins to introduce these other very real horrors to his posts....
Saturday 16th July at 5.15am...
It's what I guess passes for the dead of winter here in Durbs, and yet, as I stood up next to my bed just before 5am, the thready sound of a nunu kicked in straight off... *chokes... A hardy little wirelessed beastie that I've not heard for some weeks.. It repeated it's tiny sound when I came and sat down here at the desk, and finally I remembered the old routine and spat audibly, when it fell silent for a while... *grins..
Last night I'd turned my bedside light off at 9pm, and at 9.15pm the BackFire kicked in viciously, and my corner of the bedroom, on that chilly damp evening, grew wondrously warm...
A house alarm rang it's full course at 9.25pm, but I didn't get up to check who it belonged to....
At 1.25am I woke drenched in sweat, and wondered whether the extreme heat was coming off me or off Cloud 9.. I'd gone for a pee and five minutes later my Controller had chirruped his remote...
At 3.40am I woke again, this time to a combination of extreme BackFire and an aching knee, and I snorted aloud at the continuing confirmation of Balliram's near girlish spite...
There were at least a dozen sleek black cars pulled up haphazardly on the verges, and many more men milling about... A couple of guys led our Controller out of his gates and pushed him down into the back seat of one of the vehicles... I glanced round in time to see the same being done to Freddie the Accountant up at No. 12... WTF? *startled....
The Head Honcho came over to where Sue and Missus B.Snr and I were gathered, and said kindly to us that it was over.. That it would take a while to sort out the details, but that the reign of Terror was done.. By then it was 4.45am, and time to abandon my delicious reverie... *grins...
There'd been a note in my gmail from the Rocket Scientist when I'd checked last night, and I'd found myself oddly unmoved....
I'd replied at some length, though it's quite possible my effort won't reach it's destination at all... I guess that decision was up to Jannie van Zyl? *winks...
Every line that Karl Muller pens is now of great interest to the Telkom Strategist, and my Network Admin will have reported back to him straight away....
Will Karl even notice my offer or take it seriously? I'd replied that I'd be happy to undergo tests in order to prove my claims that we're being battered by a wide variety of destructive wireless frequencies...
I've this odd notion that between Leonard Els and the Rocket Scientist, something positive could occur...
I've neither the commonsense or logic to figure out why such tests would be of benefit to the Crusade, but hopefully the Part-Time activist will give it some thought and arrive at a conclusion....
It's well known that I'm incapable of stringing two words together coherently, and that I would be a disaster were I to take the stand in a court of law...
As a Labrat however, I guess I would shine... *beams... I'm also fairly certain that I could persuade my fellow guinea-pigs to undergo similar controlled tests, to show that it's not just wimmen of a certain age that display the shocking symptoms as a result of the deliberate EMR abuse, in this neck of the woods...
My suggestion may appear extreme, but for some reason I think it could be achieved, with irrefutable results...
To be able to prove to the population that the Metro Connect technology is going to cripple thousands before it's done, is surely a worthwhile endeavour?
To show once and for all that repeated exposure to concentrated wireless frequencies can, never mind the cancers and leukemia, destroy your bones and cartilage, no matter what age you are...
While osteo arthritis and osteoporosis may sound tame, stood up against deadly tumors and the like, it's going to have a devastating effect on the country's citizens in the long run...
Set up a Laboratory and run controlled tests on us, and invite the Sunday Times Editor to be present, and if handled correctly, the results may astonish and appall you....
Did you check out the latest Weekly Gazette? Did you see that the Trouble-Shooter Leon Matthysen is back? The Newlands station is fortunate to have his services, and hopefully it's far enough away from the Druglord Barnabas' self-proclaimed territory, that his home and family won't be subjected to further gung-ho drive-by shootings...
Since his too-short tenure up at Dodge City, has anyone bothered to fill him in on the audio monitoring technology that he clearly knew little about, back then?
The quad up at Sydenham SAPS has more than it's fair share of wirelessed nunus dotted about to catch and enhance the sound of anyone so much as clearing their throat, and his SAPS provided cellphones will most certainly come with a nifty app that allows them to be remotely activated in order to enhance the spoken conversations between any number of people present...
Despite the distance between Sydenham and Newlands, he'd be remiss not to consider that his every move and word will be relayed to Barnabas, and a bullet-proof vest might be a good idea... *winks...
His refusal or inability to see what's right in front of him, doesn't detract from the fact that he's an amazing cop, and I for one will never forget the transformation that took place while he was running our Station...
Though it changed nothing in the long run, while it lasted, the atmosphere was genuinely electric, and it's hoped that the guys at Newlands will benefit from his presence while he's there...
LATER at10.30am..
Try if you can, to stay awake while I tack on a couple of belated must-reads...
This morning's Independent on Saturday, www.tios.co.za, Page 3, Police Close in on Spiteful email Writer is good for a giggle, and puts our own Leon Chetty of www.durbanite.co.za centre stage...
In the event of these threats actually going anywhere, may I suggest that all the whistleblower has to do is contact me and fill me in on the details of the City Manager's Metro Connect Surveillance Scheme, which I'd be happy to pass on to the more than capable Karl Muller to study and do with as he sees fit...
I would have to assume that once the details of the type of technology now rigged to the City and surround's streetlights is revealed, rather more than Sutcliffe's sensitive feelings will be hurt...
Lost your copy of the Constitution, Herr Doktor Sutcliffe? It might pay you to find another quite swiftly, and to check out the bit that says that I'm entitled to privacy, and a healthy environment? *snarls...
On Page 10 you'll find Sun Can Reduce Cancer Risk, which is pretty much what I was waffling on about yesterday...
I saved the very best find for last and you may find it on Page 12, Flying Sphere goes Where Humans Fear to Tread, and you'd have to bear in mind that this is the one we've been allowed to see.. It's quite possible that by now there are way more advanced versions out there, which are kept very much under wraps...
Did a party of Japanese scientists slip into South Africa back in the nineties, to assist with the intial planning of the Metro Connect Surveillance Project/Information Theft Scheme? I guess we'll never know...
Peace..
---oOo---
Saturday 16th July 2011 at 1.06pm.
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