DEN OF THIEVES...
(begun Friday 13th January at 4.10am..)

*On my first attempt google loaded, but clicking on gmail got me a window saying 'The Connection Was Reset.  The connection to the server was reset while the page was loading'.  Something new?  I did manage to access my mail by resetting just the connection, but on signing out I was again given the The Connection Reset message, and attempting to load blogger was a total FAIL.  The harddrive light and the Kaspersky icon are going nuts, as my internet access is deliberately blocked.  I guess it's been set up to fail by Mr. Grumpy who's severely sleep-deprived after his all-nighter, and who declines to fulfill his role as proxy ISP until HE feels like it... *winks...  Oops! Nope, he's just arrived in the form of the Kaspersky window that always bobs up to announce his presence, and who am I to deprive him of his petty powerplay if it makes him happy? *shuts down and goes off to reset everything....
Back.  Right, we appear to be in business, having reset the system right back to the walljack, and Himself has no doubt re-considered....*

Sure, the electricity's off again, but that doesn't stop the wireless frequencies coming into our home via the powerlines, and as a result the little dog just leapt off my bed and ran down the passage shaking his ears frantically... I took him outside in case he need to pee, and I stood for a bit enjoying the cool air and the bright moonlit landscape...

By 3.30am the GW had rung the Faults line only to hear the recording say that they were aware of the outage in Sherwood.  No shit?!  That was astonishingly quick, and unless they're referring to the work being done higher up the Crescent, I'm willing to bet this latest 'theft' remains unreported...  Never mind.  I've sent the usual sarkie text to the Lord High Poobah of all things Electrical, and to one of his contractors as well.  If those texts don't arrive at their destination, it's just further proof of the filth and corruption operating in the name of the Wireless Project..*belches...
This goonda next door is hacked into our phones without your knowledge or consent, Jannie?
Here - You might as well take my crippled leg and pull it as hard as you can..*vomits...
Now, at 4.20am, the heat in this room has suddenly rocketed, as Balliram turns his obsessive gaze in my direction, and I'm heading back to the Sacrificial Altar to rest my burning eyes....

LATER at 7.55am

It's a given that the short-sighted among you will swallow the bait hook line and sinker, and tell yourselves that my blog is the reason why the brutality continues.. More carefully constructed bullshit from a bunch of truly nimble prevaricators....
You may care to check my blog archives and you'll find great chunks missing where I'd simply abandoned my tale in desperation.  How many times after those stoppages had I picked up my pen to announce that a miracle had taken place and my friends were no longer suffering the attacks via their powerlines?  Once? Twice?  Never, would be the truthful answer.
Much as certain elements no longer find me amusing in any way, and would wish me to STFU, do I cling to the hope that there are those out there who remain genuinely interested in the events unfolding here in Ethekwini..

That they've somehow managed to overlook my nauseating unpleasantness and decode my incoherent babbling to the point where they'd at least will be able to recognize the signs should their own home's systems be activated by these criminals...
That they will be able to recognize the symptoms of over-exposure to EMR and wireless frequencies the minute they kick in.. What evasive action they employ thereafter, would of course depend largely on their finances..  I would recommend that at the very top of your Wish list, should be something akin to a tri-field meter reader, which would at least give you some form of proof should your home come under attack.
How and where you would purchase such a device (without knowing whether the Supplier has already been bought off by the telecoms giants, and his appliances tweaked to give false readings) is beyond me to figure out...

Are you beginning to grasp the scale of this experiment yet?  Can you understand that the decade+ of work invested in this Project by Barnabas alone, more than denotes that failure simply isn't an option?
The local Druglord-made-good by Vodafone and Telkom was I believe, last seen checking on his subjects while standing chatting to the occupants of a Sydenham SAPS bakkie on Sparks Road on Monday night... Once again demonstrating that he's a hands-on Uberlord, and not above liaising with his underlings in person..

LATER at 11.20am

Despite a stiff breeze, it's a real stinker down here today..
I'd stepped out onto the verandah at 5.45am, and immediately Nobby had given a single sharp bark, just a nano-second before Balliram's alarm had kicked in..*chokes.. Wires crossed there for a moment dude?  Wirelessed nunu beams sent the message to the wrong receiver?  Oops!
Amazingly, our Area Controller managed to refrain from having Friday's three copper line replacements from being cut again last night, though it's guaranteed it won't be long before they vanish again.... *shrugs...

I'd turned the hose on earlier to fill the birdbath, and the water pressure was fantastic...  Does this mean we're due for a 'burst' pipe and the next massive runoff any time now?  Is there to be another river of water flowing unchecked for hours down Harris Crescent or the Jan Smuts feedon?
Are the many who've been persuaded that the Wireless Project will fix the country's woes really aware of the true cost of the water wastage and contamination, and the additional loads of power required to operate the technology?  Are the international backers of this experiment stealthily injecting funds into SA to help cover these enormous losses and again, I ask why the Dutch Government?  What is the connection between Vodafone, the Netherlands and SA?

I had to smile at the flicker of hope on reading the Cannabis Oil shrinks one of the worst cancers thread in the Off Topic Forum at mybroadband...
In my dreamworld I'd merely have to click on the linked article and write that Institution a letter requesting that I be used to trial their product..
The US based establishment would contact a suitable specialist based at the Oncology centre just down the road here at Westridge, and a few weeks later I'd be heading on down for my first session...
The thought of the radiography scares the bejaysus out of me, but is hopefully nothing like chemo, and it appears it has to be done in conjunction with the cannabis-based medication... My no cutting or chemo rule has Millie the Gross holding all the aces after ten years, though I still don't regret my decision... I've always been pro-ganja (though definitely not for use by Area Controllers running power circuits FFS!) and there it sits, the other side of the world, just waiting to eradicate this abomination with the minimum of fuss...

LATER at 8pm

I'd spent a few hours this morning, binning some of the mountain of printouts I've hoarded since 2004.  Among them were more than a few of my early diatribes that I'd begun writing in Outlook, once I'd realised I had company on our PC.  In most cases I didn't read beyond the first grovelling 'lol' before shredding them in disgust..
How the hell many years did it take me to dare attempt to change my writing to the current fractured and ungrammatical English I use today, and was it worth the effort?
I can only guess that I found my nerve too late to make a difference, and my reputation as a complete and utter Idiot will stick forever like pooh to a shoe... *grins..

Man, you have to give me a little credit for my eternal optimism, hopeless as it is... There's still a tiny bit of me that dares to think that any day now someone will just arrive out of the blue and save us... That the Sadist will be carted off from his Comfort Zone in shackles, for the physical pain and damage he's enjoyed causing my friends..
And no, despite what you may think, it merely amuses me to occasionally savour the idea of my Area Controller being handed over to Francesco Petruccione to be used as a full-on labrat himself.. Rezah could fill the Prof in on which of the frequencies have proven to be the most effective and would achieve the quickest results...
After a couple of years experience as a guinea pig, quite possibly Balliram will be reformed just like his boss, Michael Barnabas .... *falls over choking...

To all you suckers out there who refuse to see the Druglord as anything other than a generous Benefactor, and who haven't the wits to grasp the bigger picture and how cunningly you've been duped, have you managed to brush aside the implications of the fall-out from this technology?  Seriously?  Have you given so much as a second thought to how the wireless/fibre technology may affect you or your family?  How often have I told you that as I go past the Engen garage heading into Sherwood, the air changes, and the pain and discomfort kick in?  There has to be some serious shit out there for that to happen, and believe me, you're playing a game of Russian Roulette, as the Authors know very well...
The deliberate promotion of crime and corruption in the country was always designed to over-ride any misgivings you might have regarding this invasive technology and the devastating effects it's set to have on the population.. After all, it's a darned sight easier to imagine a knife or a gun, and pools of blood, than your body taking an invisible battering from the EMR and wireless frequencies, right?   What do I expect you to do about it?  Why, save us first, and we'll take it from there... *beams..

Peace..

---oOo---

Sunday 15th January 2012 at 9.40am.