CURTAINS...
(begun Tuesday 14th February at 2.50am..)
My Owner has just sounded his nearby squeaky wireless enhancer, and I guess we're good to go..
It was either 12.30am or 1.30am that I'd woken drenched in sweat and gone for a pee.. I suspect that I've mostly learned to sleep through these engineered heatwaves, but the evidence points to the temperature going through the roof regularly, at least once a night during the hours before dawn.
While you won't be seeing in me the shockingly swift and visible results you saw on the Mast Fighter's boundary line trees, you can rest assured this slow and steady cook-out ain't designed to be good for my long-term health... *shrugs..
A few more squeaks from the nearby enhancer has now successfully woken Millie, and the BackFire kicks in bigtime... *yawns...
Old people do tend to become fixated by what appear to be minor ailments, though I'm no hypochondriac, and my intention is simply that you learn to recognise the symptoms of over-exposure to radiation in case your turn ever comes...
Do Cornelis Groesbeek and Allen Spence get together socially, or is their relationship restricted to business only? As always, I find that it's the characters themselves that intrigue me, more than the heinous crimes they're perpetrating, and Groesbeek certainly appears to provide the link I'd have expected, to the Brotherhood. *beams.. Turns out he created both H20 and Fibre City and then roped in Andrew Mthembu to be his ornamental co-chair at i3Africa...
What did our friend Cornelis do when it became glaringly apparent there'd been a massive cock-up in the Durban Harbour, and it was realised their efforts at stuffing cabling through the sewer lines had contaminated much of the Bay itself? Panic? No way Jose.. They simply arranged for their obliging puppets, Sutcliffe and MacLeod, to trot out a bunch of lies, and then swept the whole thing under the carpet...
When the same thing happened at the beachfront and we lost the Blue Flag status as a result, they got MacLeod and Mikey to set up their own water quality testing system and voila! They could continue regularly running sewage off into the bathing areas without fear of being caught..
Who got to choose the lucky recipients of FTTH proper during i3 Africa's trialling period back in 2005? I guess I must remember to ask him straight out and see what he says.. Is he aware that No. 18 was blessed with this technological delight?
The Mega Project to bring fibre to SA Homes was published by Tech Central on March 8th, 2011, though the trials began way back in 2004/2005. It's taken Corne nearly seven years to go public. Why? To get all the cover-ups in place, and distance themselves from Telkom's existing fibre network? Farked if I know.. *shrugs...
Both the Mast Fighter and the Rocket Scientist appear to regard fibre as a good thing, and wireless as the main cause of our suffering.. Be that as it may, the fibre employed in this instance clearly reveals the criminal lengths gone to, by our City Officials.. i3Africa deployed 100kms of fibre in Durban on a test basis, Mr. Groesbeek? Care to tellus how many billions of litres of precious water were either lost or contaminated during the process? Can you give us a rough estimate on the amount of water that will continue to be either polluted or runoff before your chaps are finished? All the while as your little piglet Neil MacLeod squeals that the ratepayers are facing a water crisis in the near future? *vomits profusely...
The greedy snouts-in-troughs Porkers are merely a distraction, are they not? They've been encouraged by judiciously placed whisperers from the getgo, to guzzle away at public funds, so that the man in the street will expend his rage in their direction and completely overlook the appalling human rights abuse that's taking place right under his nose... Though there must be dozen of possible candidates, I'd like to think that Cornelis Groesbeek is the connection to the Dutch Government, and the instigator behind their continued generous handouts to the wireless scheme...
I'm still at a loss to know why SA's Wireless Project is so different to the surveillance technology that already exists in first world countries like the UK and the USA.. What upgrade to the technology is it that has us dropping like flies, while so-called civilised nations throw money at the project hand over fist? Could it be that I guessed correctly years ago when I first suggested that it's the Voicing option of homes and businesses, and the accompanying and so-necessary use of unlimited amounts of unregulated wireless frequencies and EMR required to achieve this, that makes it one of the most horrifying experiments of all time? As always I struggle to speak coherently, but I figure you get my drift anyways...
How many people are aware of this added option? Did Michael Barnabas ever add that revelation to the spiel he doubtless sold to the Struggle Activist and her peers? Is she now aware that should he wish to listen in to private conversations held at her home, it's a simple matter to have Balliram access her power supplies and enhance her spoken words for his pleasure? Of what interest could your banal conversations possibly be to the Overseer of the Zone? For starters, he can tell by your casual throw-away remarks whether you still stick to the brief you were given, and if it should come to his ears (!) that you're beginning to have doubts in any way, he can take steps to have those doubts removed by fair means or foul...
Those that he judges unable to convert to his cause will be dealt with brutally by his IT Monkey, Collin P. Balliram, as witnessed by my honourable VC's recent seven day stay in hospital. Was the fact that S's white blood cell count dropped so alarmingly, not proof enough that he was being microwaved in his own home?
If you were to dare raise the matter with the affable Druglord, and ask him how this could've happened, chances are he'd shrug it off as a technical error, and you'd be too terrified to take it further... My suggestion at this point would be to accept that you are OWNED and to follow the script he's given you to the letter, bearing in mind that there can be no furtive and huddled get-togethers with others who like you, who may be having their own doubts...
Earl Michael Barnabas wasn't allowed to buy the Zone until the telecom's giants were absolutely certain he was the right man for the job. Just as Jannie van Zyl has the few private individuals with access to mast monitoring technology watched like a hawk, will our Earl have the more vociferously outspoken of his slaves watched 24/7...
His alarm system is pretty much fail-proof, and should an unexpected visitor arrive at your door, your own wirelessed 'nunus' will alert a nearby Eavesdropper who will activate your system and enhance your conversation, which will if necessary, be relayed back to Barnabas.. With all these techno marvels in place, it only requires one Controller at his post to monitor great swathes of the neighbourhood, using just a laptop and smart phone...
The move up to the Wireless Station on Ridge Road will have increased the likes of Balliram's reach enormously, and I would guess that from there, he can now even access the Arm's Dealers home on Innes Road, by bouncing the signal from mast to active streetlight, before arriving at his chosen destination... The Creep has also shown it's been a simple matter to accompany these Pensioners on their Thursday outings, using the same methods of tracking, though unfortunately for the would-be Special Agent, Millie the Gross has consistently advised me of his presence... *teeth...
The last few days have seen a remarkable increase in the assaults carried out in our home, and I have to wonder whether anything has changed to warrant this additional gung-ho behaviour..
Would Balliram have you believe that he's not currently the weakest link in Barnabas' chain, as he continues to give away all these techno secrets, at the drop of a hat? *chokes...
Both B.Snr and I clearly saw that little light activate inside my streetlight cowling, and I could show you the exact spot if you liked...
Next time you're standing at your front gate having what you think is a private chat to a friend, cast your eyes up to your otherwise inactive streetlight and make sure there isn't a tiny light on, where there shouldn't be... *grins.. Of course this would only apply if you were of special interest to the Druglord or his cronies.. One of his sheep that looked to be straying from the flock, perhaps?
Take care, for the punishment for such a transgression is now easily enforced, and you could, like the Sydenham Heights Rep., the Hospice Carer, or my Vice Chair, end up either in hospital or wearing a furrow to your GP's surgery...
Eh, Janneman, your Superiors knew a thing or two when they handed the Zone to Barnabas on a plate, did they not? Although, beaten and bloody as I am, I continue to believe there are people out there who are appalled by what is taking place... Who, prior to Karl Muller's arrival on the scene, had sincerely believed that the wireless technology would save the country.. With the growing evidence to the contrary, what can they do? My suggestion would be nothing..*shrugs...
If you're brave enough to support the Educator openly, I've given you more than enough pointers that you may recognise, were the technology to be used against you physically...
Unless that is, you're already a recruit, and see yourself as part of the Good team, as you manage a circuit in your own area.. Oops! *waves to the Lounger...
Unless you're a complete Plank, you'll understand why I continue to look at you sideways, young man... To suggest to me that there are forces working within to eradicate the many criminals deliberately handed this deadly technology, would be a tasteless joke...Each day you remain silent you can guarantee another dozen innocents at least, are affected by this poisonous experiment...
You'll pardon my impatience, but after seven years of taking a systematic and brutal battering, along with my friends and neighbours, I'm more than disappointed that my sadistic Area Controller hasn't been removed from his post and incarcerated in a Correctional Facility where he belongs, along with his Mentor, Earl Michael Barnabas... *mutters....
Yeah, I know it's complicated, but if something isn't done soon, it's going to be curtains for us down here, as you well know...
Peace...
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Tuesday 14th February 2012 at 10.12am
