BRICK-THROWING...
(begun Tuesday 16th August at 4am..)
*As I type this up in blogger now at 8.57am, the BackFire frequency reaches it's highest levels...*
Neither dog stirred when I took myself to the loo at 1.30am, and I went through to the lounge to see if there'd already been a 'mishap' on the newspapers that the GW puts down nightly, just in case. Nada....
Nor was there any sign of the BackFire frequency, no hip or leg ache, and yesterday's pressure and dull ache in the back of my head had vanished completely as well.. WTF? Spring break?
I went back to bed and barked for a while, and was vaguely aware of the Dead Hands frequency before I went back to sleep until 3.45am...
You wonder I get quite so narked? When this is how it should be operated, but isn't? That me and the beasties shouldn't be driven to distraction night after night by one sorry, hate-fuelled Area Controller bent on entertaining his sadistic lusts? You know me well enough by now, that I'm not going to grovel gratefully for one bloody night's reprieve..
On the matter of the correspondence to Howard Whitehead, erstwhile Head of Electricity for the Municipality? Are there any investigative journos left out there who'd like to pick up this ball and trot with it? I've since found one communique from the Muni in reply to one of the several letters I sent on the matter of the dodgy computerised Anti-cable theft technology that Spence had insisted he'd installed on our streetlights back in 2004. Though certainly not signed by Howard himself, I guess it's conclusive proof that my mails were being received and read.
Ask yourselves if you would, how, right back then in August 2004, Mr. Spence could've already foreseen the extent of cable theft that was to come, to the point where the Municipality had obtained special technology to prevent this taking place...??
No official ever specifically denied that there was anti-cable theft technology on our streetlights, only that the little white boxes were not involved... Where does that leave our Allen Spence, who went on to be given the larnie title of Superintendent of Electricity for Durban as well as his own contract company, Raw Power? Pretty much nails him as Liar of the Century, wouldn't you say?
My continued insistence that cable-theft is engineered by the various Munis themselves, for their own advantage and that of the Project, stands. The organised wave of cable theft that sweeps the country, proves that there was never any such thing as anti-cable theft technology in the first place, and that it was always the Metro Connect Information Theft devices that were rigged to the streetlights...
The fact that Mr. Spence and his colleagues appear to have anticipated the cable theft, is in itself fairly damning.... Ooops?
How does that make you feel, as you sit for the second night in a row, sans the electricity you pay for? When you rang the Fault line and were told that cable thieves had been active in your area?
The way I see it, is that if you even bothered to report an outage, you're not a fully-fledged member of the Project...
For those Blessed among you that are in the picture, you will be more than aware of the necessity of the outages.... Be they to recoup some of the enormous losses incurred by the additional lights required to promote the invasive wireless signal, to adjust the existing technology on the poles, or simply to cow the local residents in the area by plunging them in to darkness....
Those in the know will stoically wait it out until the power is restored, or will have been able to afford to install a generator or two, back when they were first warned of what was to come... *waves to the pith-helmet... It was Eskom and their elaborate and often conflicting lies that caused you to purchase a back-up power system? Riiight.... *winks...
Did you not notice that when Eskom ran out of fabrications, was about when the so-called cable-theft began to emerge?
That when Eskom smarmily announced that they had no longer any need to do load-shedding or powercuts, was when whole circuits would go down due to the now ubiquitous cable-thefts? Geez Louise! Wake up there, cherubs, and see the bloody writing on the wall!
Mr. Spence gave the game away right back in 2005, with his and Mike Oliver's shenanigans, and if I had the financial means, I guess a good Attorney would certainly have something to get his teeth into...Worded coherently by someone capable, it would make for interesting reading in the Press, if nothing else....
After all, where is the anti-cable theft technology today, and why has it let the country down so badly? How much did it cost the ratepayer for it's installation, and why isn't it working? Why, if it was so clearly a time and money-wasting exercise, did Spence go on to be awarded such a larnie title, and no doubt the impressive remuneration to go with it?
Your call I believe, Al old boy? Though I'm not holding my breath here....
See, if I hadn't found that reply from the Electricity Department later yesterday, I believe you could have shrugged off my mails as either non-existent or mislaid... *teeth... You lot were having such malicious fun at the time, it didn't occur to you for one second that the Village Idiot would pick up the gauntlet, let alone FIND the darned thing?
The thought that in years to come our Superintendent of Electricity for Durban would be remembered for his willingness to work closely with unqualified criminals, rather than his contribution to saving a country, is something that never crossed his mind, and you can bet on it....
Harmless fun, Allen? You dare repeat that outrageous excuse after all this time? I've put off phoning Missus B.Snr. to hear the results of her visit to the hospital last week, for I'm afraid to hear her reply, THAT's how harmless your fun has become... *snarls...
My reports on the devastating results achieved by pumping selected homes full of the destructive wireless frequencies have been too consistent to be anything but the truth...
Did you take steps to have our Area Controller relocated to Outer Mongolia once you became aware of what was happening? Have you been working tirelessly behind the scenes in an attempt to repair the horrendous physical damage you've allowed to take place for so long?
I don't care for the over-view that it's all for the Greater Good, and that as an insignificant Test Dummy I should STFU and accept what's being done to us, as some sort of proud martyr FFS... Bugger you, Jack! *is off and running...
While I will concede that my levels of stupidity were always going to offend the so-called Intellectuals among you, I fail to see why my friends, relatives, and neighbours, were ever included in this savage game you're enjoying... Why even my clueless sister across in Lichfield is suddenly experiencing mischief on her laptop in increased amounts, though that is the least of her worries, hey Al?
Would there be any point at all in asking her Area Controller's Supervisor to pull off his dog? Or would the Overseer for Lichfield turn out to be in a similar business to that of our 'Earl' Michael Barnabas?
Anyone bothered to follow-up the Brit ex-Intelligence officer and his hints that phone-hacking was just the tip of the iceberg, only to discover that he's since vanished off the face of the earth, or has been threatened into silence?
This Project is a biggie, folks, and when Auntie BT joined the party openly a few weeks back, you should have begun to realise this... Whether a complete lack of moral compass was the required criteria for the Area Controllers employed in the UK version of the Project, I know not... But I would guess that whoever is wirelessly connected to my sister's home in Lichfield, is on a par with the goonda next door... Now, rather than take offence at my remarks, why don't you make a few enquiries, and I'm betting that you'll find that I'm spot on again...
That somewhere in Lichfield, not too far from my sister's home, dwells an official Area Controller whose make-up could rival that of any of the brick-throwing yobs seen recently on Sky, only he doesn't have to take to the streets to achieve his aims...*vomits... VIVA the Project? VIVA the New World Order? If you say so, dudes...
Peace...
---oOo---
Tuesday 16th August 2011 at 9.09am.
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Monday, August 15, 2011
WASPISH WORDS...
(begun Sunday 14th August at 11.50am..)
Not five minutes after I'd published Unbalanced, and logged off, I was amused to glance up and see Balliram decked out in matching turquoise shirt and cap, waiting for his lift to arrive... Not an outing to be shared with his family? Golf, or a little extra-mural time spent having fun at the Wireless Station on Ridge? The latter is most likely, as the weather appears to be closing in, and there's a chilly wind blowing in the gumtrees....
Does the thought of working overtime sicken you? Not so my Area Controller, and I'd hazard that he's only too keen to spend as much time as he can over at the Sydenham SAPS Detective Branch...*nauseous....
He's headed off, typically leaving the BackFire frequency running on high, and there's considerable pressure in my ears as well, though it doesn't dumb down the high-pitched shriek of the Christmas beetles in any way... *shrugs.. Does he take a chance that I'll behave in the short time he's on the road, or does he briefly hook me up to a nearby proxy? Which one? Freddie the Accountant, or Dominic, would be my first choices, and it crosses my tiny mind that it's tempting to barrel on back into blogger with a second post.. That would test his appie's mettle would it not? *teeth...
LATER at 11.05pm
Here to bitch and moan? Nope. After all, I gave him the no tolerance to pain thing, and now he uses it freely.. Tough titty as they say...*shrugs... Yeah, the BackFire was still running full-on when I put my light out at 8.55pm and I've had an hour or so's kip, and am up again... *waves..
We all three reared up in bed at pretty much the same time, and found the GW was still in the lounge anyways.. Usually I love the sound of the rain, but there's something about this endless downpour that's making me unsettled...
Now that I'm up I can hear the steady torrent of water thudding onto the concrete next to der Bunker and I recall being told dire stories about how foundations were undermined if you allow this to happen... Obviously not true, as nothing's sinking next door that I've noticed, apart from Balliram's behaviour... *yawns...
Oops! now I've set his wirelessed nunu off as well...
Tellus, did you watch Carte Blanche last night? You can bet even money that Mike Russon of Sprigg Investments was watching as well... Wanta bet that Mr. Russon knows somebody that knows somebody with a link to Devi's Area Controller?
That Russon tracked him down and paid a few grand to have the Govender's geyser 'dealt with' while they were down here in Durban?
Man, don't you wish you could've been a fly on the wall and seen my ugly mug when that insert came on last night? *keels over with delight... That fella's got more than enough moolla stashed away to afford a little vindictive payback Contract, and it'll be interesting to see if you go after him.. Well, at least those of you who purport to be the Good guys...
Was Devi herself conned into buying one of those fake gadgets? She didn't say so, and it shouldn't make any difference either way...
The latest Cellphone Harmful to you thread had picked up momentum by the time I went back and checked it out last night, to find that the Strategist himself has hustled on in to do a bit of damage control while he can... It's almost as if he's aware that Karl Muller has his hands full elsewhere, and I bet he does too... By now Jannie will have seen to it that he's informed when the Rocket Scientist so much as clears his throat, and the same probably applies to Tracey-Lee Dorny as well....
Sit close to your enemies, hey Janneman? Hey, with all the stuff you bought from Kyocera, that shouldn't be too difficult to achieve... *winks...
Unlike myself, those two are a real threat to the Project, and will give you the opportunity to test the Surveillance Network technology to it's limits....
Is Karl running out of Internet Cafes yet? By the time he goes back to one he's used before, odds are now that it will have already been hastily linked to the Network, and his efforts to post on mybroadband will be futile.... That's about how it works, right?
Hell, even in my capacity as a mere exercise in entertainment for the masses, Balliram hasn't stinted in having every aspect of my somewhat boring life monitored, so when it comes to the real deal, Muller and Dorny will soon have to take my advice and resort to communicating the old way.. Nothing of interest said aloud when indoors, and use pen and paper to communicate....
*It's now 11.45pm and the frequency in my ears has just changed dramatically, as the rain continues to bucket down... It's cold enough that I'm wearing my gloves, and you have to wonder how the shackdwellers survive this bitter cold and wet in their makeshift homes, so often perched on steep and muddy slopes... Ja, it's the old white guilt thing again...*sighs...*
The Sunday Times headline yesterday Tender Boss Paid Malema, cheered me up no end, though I'm well aware we're far from out of the woods on that score.. The sooner His Shiny Chubbiness is removed from the scene the better, though I've no doubt there are hundreds of like-minded and equally greedy individuals all too eager to step into his shoes...
Whose genius idea was it to plaster the crooked Ethekwini City Manager's face across the front page of the Tribune FFS?
Just making sure we're aware you still carry some weight in this god-forsaken town, Mikey? You're a shadow of your former self, and I can almost hear your feet shuffle as you continue to dance to the Criminal's tunes so obligingly....
Just fulfilling the brief you were given back in 2002? It's nothing personal that you have against the average honest hard-working ratepayer, and you're just doing your job? Were you actually told at the outset that there would be a period of murder, mayhem and chaos, lasting roughly 10 years, before the true value of the Metro Connect surveillance technology would come into it's own? Were you assured that none of the unpleasantness would affect you directly, and that you and yours would be more than amply compensated for your efforts? *teeth...
Even a simpleton such as myself is forced to wonder if justice were somehow miraculously served, and you were incarcerated as you so richly deserve, which of your corrupt colleagues would fill your shoes? Frying Pan/Fire springs to mind at that point, and I see we're stuck with you for a while longer as you posture and prance while doing your best rendition of Hitler on steroids... *vomits...
I guess these are the equivalent of spring rains that I'm hearing outside? The mulberry trees would concur, as they're all kitted out in bright green new foliage, including the misshapen and diseased tree that's roots touch our sewer line... A perfect example of climate change, though I anticipate more of the strange behaviour from the one tree at least, when the summer finally arrives in what used to be spring...
Funny how my paranoia had me smelling some rather ripe bait laid out in the Cellphone thread on mybb last night... Tempted as I was, in the end I declined to go for it... *grins at Jannie... It's the cunning way you continue to lie by omission, dude... I've lived in sight of the Barnard Road mast for yonks with, to my knowledge, no ill-effects... It's only since your lot came along and added those little satellite dishes amongst the fake branches, and activated the wireless monitoring, that so many of us have fallen ill, and you know it...
I'm going to take a shot at hitting Cloud 9 again, despite that these are the hours that my Controller does his 'best' work... *vomits... Cheers...
Monday 15th August at 6.15am
I finally woke at about 5.45am to find it's still raining .. Hau! I'll go check Sophie's plastic pool outside later, as I'd emptied it before the rains came down, and I'm betting it'll be deep enough by now for her to throw a pool party...
It's interesting to speculate whether the Area Controller fraternity ever try out the frequencies on each other, or whether they rely solely on stolen conversations and groans from their targets to verify that the archived frequency studies are 100% correct...
I'm guessing the latter, as the very nature of their work puts them firmly alongside our Controller in the Coward's Corner... There's in fact nothing of the James Bond-type derring-do about today's spies, and a possible real-life confrontation would have the majority hastily ducking behind the nearest female's skirts... You're offended? I shouldn't tar you all with the same brush?
Ok then. What sets YOU apart from the grossly sadistic bully that controls our lives? Seriously? You wouldn't deliberately inflict such horrors on anyone hooked to YOUR circuit? I'm not buying that bullshit.. *turns away...
Much as so many ordinary citizens were easily persuaded that hacking is vital to enhance the wireless signal, so will Area Controllers have been given a similar test to pass.. Odds are that their's will involve inflicting pain via the powerlines on at least one of the innocents whose circuit they control.. Only once they've achieved this, will they be regarded as part of the Inner Circle.. About right, Jannie?
What riles Balliram the most? It would have to be the fact that despite my waspish words, I've not the ability to hate him... *grins.. He knows it, and it drives him nuts.... el Monstro himself couldn't function without the hate that fuels him, and I guess he mistakenly assumes that we're all the same... *eyeroll... While I'm often enough audibly irritated by the pain this Yobbo inflicts on me, it's a far cry from hate, and he's aware of this...
There are simply too many candidates involved in this Horrorshow for me to single one out above the rest, and it certainly wouldn't be the flawed-as-me Creature next door... It's just the way it is... *shrugs..
Peace..
---oOo---
Monday 15th August 2011 at 12.31pm
(begun Sunday 14th August at 11.50am..)
Not five minutes after I'd published Unbalanced, and logged off, I was amused to glance up and see Balliram decked out in matching turquoise shirt and cap, waiting for his lift to arrive... Not an outing to be shared with his family? Golf, or a little extra-mural time spent having fun at the Wireless Station on Ridge? The latter is most likely, as the weather appears to be closing in, and there's a chilly wind blowing in the gumtrees....
Does the thought of working overtime sicken you? Not so my Area Controller, and I'd hazard that he's only too keen to spend as much time as he can over at the Sydenham SAPS Detective Branch...*nauseous....
He's headed off, typically leaving the BackFire frequency running on high, and there's considerable pressure in my ears as well, though it doesn't dumb down the high-pitched shriek of the Christmas beetles in any way... *shrugs.. Does he take a chance that I'll behave in the short time he's on the road, or does he briefly hook me up to a nearby proxy? Which one? Freddie the Accountant, or Dominic, would be my first choices, and it crosses my tiny mind that it's tempting to barrel on back into blogger with a second post.. That would test his appie's mettle would it not? *teeth...
LATER at 11.05pm
Here to bitch and moan? Nope. After all, I gave him the no tolerance to pain thing, and now he uses it freely.. Tough titty as they say...*shrugs... Yeah, the BackFire was still running full-on when I put my light out at 8.55pm and I've had an hour or so's kip, and am up again... *waves..
We all three reared up in bed at pretty much the same time, and found the GW was still in the lounge anyways.. Usually I love the sound of the rain, but there's something about this endless downpour that's making me unsettled...
Now that I'm up I can hear the steady torrent of water thudding onto the concrete next to der Bunker and I recall being told dire stories about how foundations were undermined if you allow this to happen... Obviously not true, as nothing's sinking next door that I've noticed, apart from Balliram's behaviour... *yawns...
Oops! now I've set his wirelessed nunu off as well...
Tellus, did you watch Carte Blanche last night? You can bet even money that Mike Russon of Sprigg Investments was watching as well... Wanta bet that Mr. Russon knows somebody that knows somebody with a link to Devi's Area Controller?
That Russon tracked him down and paid a few grand to have the Govender's geyser 'dealt with' while they were down here in Durban?
Man, don't you wish you could've been a fly on the wall and seen my ugly mug when that insert came on last night? *keels over with delight... That fella's got more than enough moolla stashed away to afford a little vindictive payback Contract, and it'll be interesting to see if you go after him.. Well, at least those of you who purport to be the Good guys...
Was Devi herself conned into buying one of those fake gadgets? She didn't say so, and it shouldn't make any difference either way...
The latest Cellphone Harmful to you thread had picked up momentum by the time I went back and checked it out last night, to find that the Strategist himself has hustled on in to do a bit of damage control while he can... It's almost as if he's aware that Karl Muller has his hands full elsewhere, and I bet he does too... By now Jannie will have seen to it that he's informed when the Rocket Scientist so much as clears his throat, and the same probably applies to Tracey-Lee Dorny as well....
Sit close to your enemies, hey Janneman? Hey, with all the stuff you bought from Kyocera, that shouldn't be too difficult to achieve... *winks...
Unlike myself, those two are a real threat to the Project, and will give you the opportunity to test the Surveillance Network technology to it's limits....
Is Karl running out of Internet Cafes yet? By the time he goes back to one he's used before, odds are now that it will have already been hastily linked to the Network, and his efforts to post on mybroadband will be futile.... That's about how it works, right?
Hell, even in my capacity as a mere exercise in entertainment for the masses, Balliram hasn't stinted in having every aspect of my somewhat boring life monitored, so when it comes to the real deal, Muller and Dorny will soon have to take my advice and resort to communicating the old way.. Nothing of interest said aloud when indoors, and use pen and paper to communicate....
*It's now 11.45pm and the frequency in my ears has just changed dramatically, as the rain continues to bucket down... It's cold enough that I'm wearing my gloves, and you have to wonder how the shackdwellers survive this bitter cold and wet in their makeshift homes, so often perched on steep and muddy slopes... Ja, it's the old white guilt thing again...*sighs...*
The Sunday Times headline yesterday Tender Boss Paid Malema, cheered me up no end, though I'm well aware we're far from out of the woods on that score.. The sooner His Shiny Chubbiness is removed from the scene the better, though I've no doubt there are hundreds of like-minded and equally greedy individuals all too eager to step into his shoes...
Whose genius idea was it to plaster the crooked Ethekwini City Manager's face across the front page of the Tribune FFS?
Just making sure we're aware you still carry some weight in this god-forsaken town, Mikey? You're a shadow of your former self, and I can almost hear your feet shuffle as you continue to dance to the Criminal's tunes so obligingly....
Just fulfilling the brief you were given back in 2002? It's nothing personal that you have against the average honest hard-working ratepayer, and you're just doing your job? Were you actually told at the outset that there would be a period of murder, mayhem and chaos, lasting roughly 10 years, before the true value of the Metro Connect surveillance technology would come into it's own? Were you assured that none of the unpleasantness would affect you directly, and that you and yours would be more than amply compensated for your efforts? *teeth...
Even a simpleton such as myself is forced to wonder if justice were somehow miraculously served, and you were incarcerated as you so richly deserve, which of your corrupt colleagues would fill your shoes? Frying Pan/Fire springs to mind at that point, and I see we're stuck with you for a while longer as you posture and prance while doing your best rendition of Hitler on steroids... *vomits...
I guess these are the equivalent of spring rains that I'm hearing outside? The mulberry trees would concur, as they're all kitted out in bright green new foliage, including the misshapen and diseased tree that's roots touch our sewer line... A perfect example of climate change, though I anticipate more of the strange behaviour from the one tree at least, when the summer finally arrives in what used to be spring...
Funny how my paranoia had me smelling some rather ripe bait laid out in the Cellphone thread on mybb last night... Tempted as I was, in the end I declined to go for it... *grins at Jannie... It's the cunning way you continue to lie by omission, dude... I've lived in sight of the Barnard Road mast for yonks with, to my knowledge, no ill-effects... It's only since your lot came along and added those little satellite dishes amongst the fake branches, and activated the wireless monitoring, that so many of us have fallen ill, and you know it...
I'm going to take a shot at hitting Cloud 9 again, despite that these are the hours that my Controller does his 'best' work... *vomits... Cheers...
Monday 15th August at 6.15am
I finally woke at about 5.45am to find it's still raining .. Hau! I'll go check Sophie's plastic pool outside later, as I'd emptied it before the rains came down, and I'm betting it'll be deep enough by now for her to throw a pool party...
It's interesting to speculate whether the Area Controller fraternity ever try out the frequencies on each other, or whether they rely solely on stolen conversations and groans from their targets to verify that the archived frequency studies are 100% correct...
I'm guessing the latter, as the very nature of their work puts them firmly alongside our Controller in the Coward's Corner... There's in fact nothing of the James Bond-type derring-do about today's spies, and a possible real-life confrontation would have the majority hastily ducking behind the nearest female's skirts... You're offended? I shouldn't tar you all with the same brush?
Ok then. What sets YOU apart from the grossly sadistic bully that controls our lives? Seriously? You wouldn't deliberately inflict such horrors on anyone hooked to YOUR circuit? I'm not buying that bullshit.. *turns away...
Much as so many ordinary citizens were easily persuaded that hacking is vital to enhance the wireless signal, so will Area Controllers have been given a similar test to pass.. Odds are that their's will involve inflicting pain via the powerlines on at least one of the innocents whose circuit they control.. Only once they've achieved this, will they be regarded as part of the Inner Circle.. About right, Jannie?
What riles Balliram the most? It would have to be the fact that despite my waspish words, I've not the ability to hate him... *grins.. He knows it, and it drives him nuts.... el Monstro himself couldn't function without the hate that fuels him, and I guess he mistakenly assumes that we're all the same... *eyeroll... While I'm often enough audibly irritated by the pain this Yobbo inflicts on me, it's a far cry from hate, and he's aware of this...
There are simply too many candidates involved in this Horrorshow for me to single one out above the rest, and it certainly wouldn't be the flawed-as-me Creature next door... It's just the way it is... *shrugs..
Peace..
---oOo---
Monday 15th August 2011 at 12.31pm
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