HARSH REALITY..
(begun Monday 27th February at 4.50am..)


So Johan Booysens was ultimately answerable for the actions of the killer unit stationed in Cato Manor? If this entire exercise was designed to show how the Surveillance technology may be used to aid the Good Team, we're in for a battle royal...
What I'd have to ask immediately, is whether Booysens is aware that his casually spoken words made in the so-called privacy of his own home, may now be enhanced, recorded, and relayed back to a nearby Area Controller? Is he fully aware of the devices hidden in the streetlight cowlings, and how swiftly they may be activated to monitor his movements?   Who is ostensibly the 'owner' of the area in which Booysens resides, or is the cop canny enough to keep moving?
Nayager had foolishly assumed he was safe, and look at how he ended up FFS.. Would Booysens recognise any gout-like symptoms, or a change in his heart rate, for what they were, or would he blindly put them down to justifiable stress, and head off to a trusted family GP?

Are Wantitall making a killing on their radiation measuring devices, and does Booysen himself carry one with him wherever he goes? Are they reliable, and who exactly is the importer?  *fascinated... Man, you've got to be realistic here. If at any stage they have to be plugged in to the power supply for charging purposes, they would immediately become open to corruption by a keen-eyed Area Controller tasked to watch a particular address, and specifically what devices are plugged into which jackpoints.. You think I'm kidding? Hah!
In Booysen's case, every aspect of monitoring will be employed, and I'm guessing that should he spend more than two nights in a row at the same address, he won't be able to count on his own personal radiation meter to give him an accurate reading...

How often have I told you of Balliram's ability to drain a battery remotely?  How B.Snr's car would be put to bed in good order overnight, only to find the following morning that the battery had been drained completely..  A nifty little party trick that our crooked Controller employed on Sue the Book's car a couple of time as well, before he was told that that particular bit of magic was best kept under wraps?
How many times have I muttered aloud that there was something going on up in the street that was worthy of recording for my photo album, only to find that once I'd climbed the stairs and switched on the camera and focused it, it would suddenly go nuts and switch itself on and off or inform me that the batteries needed replacing? *winks..

It's now 5.45am, and as I sit here next to the computer in the lounge, the Broken Hip frequency kicks in without any warning, and a couple of startled hadedas roosting in the avo tree cry out in surprise..*grins..  I remark aloud to the brute that I will happily snitch on his behaviour here, and I go over to check that the jackpoint behind the TV is switched off....
Astonishingly, when I sat back down only a minute later, the Broken Hip frequency had gone, and he tentatively tried the pain in the neck frequency instead ..*eyeroll... Did Sue the Book endure another of those ghastly headaches once she'd retired to bed last night, or was the Sadist advised to discontinue that particularly malevolent practise? Bastard.. *spits..

Do V and his fellow droogs carry about a tiny vial with an easy-to-apply nozzle that contains a liquid that once applied to a surface, gives off a luminescent glow?  A glow that is easily picked up by the technology Balliram operates, and which allows him to enhance the attacks with precision?  I care nothing for your hoots of mirth at my attempts to figure out what exactly it is that causes Millie to cry out occasionally, as I walk down the path outside the lounge window...
Or for that matter, why the signal is now so strong as I stand at the kitchen sink, where I'm more often than not battered by whatever vile frequency my Controller has opted to use at that point... Something minute, that's hastily applied to the courtyard wall, where it's unlikely I would ever recognise it?  It's a grey dawn outside and I've switched off all the outer spotlights, though as I've told you, this doesn't affect the wireless flooding into our house in any way, and the pressure in my ears is increasing as I scribble here... *blinks..
The desk lamp suddenly dips as the Sadist seeks to pinpoint my new location, and Millie finally starts to protest.. When in doubt, use the tried and trusted BackFire to get your point across, o Pig of the Century? Hey, if it works, why not...?

I'd hazard there's very few of you who are privy to the full reality of the systematic assaults carried out by Collin P. Balliram, and that for the most part they will continue to be laughed off as the ramblings of a Simpleton...  Do I appear bothered by this in any way?  There you go then... *grins..
At 6am sharp, the Creature cracked noisily in behind the TV, making no attempt at stealth whatsoever.. To demonstrate his irritation he upped the BackFire a level or two, in a spiteful effort to remind me just who's running this show... Predictability has become the bane of our Precious Controller, without a doubt..*snorts...

You simply can't use the words benevolence and Roy Moodley in the same breath, no matter what lengths the millionaire racehorse owner goes to, to hide his ties to the local mafia...
Time to replace your PRO Roy, or at the least have a picture taken for public consumption that doesn't shriek dodgy...? Sunday Times Extra, Page 5 has the politically connected Royal Security owner running rings around a fellow Umhlanga resident..
Will Dayalan Gopal Pillay capitulate and accept Roy's generous offer, or will he foolishly attempt to stand his ground, risking both his and his family's health in the process? Any friends of Dayalan's may care to check whether the surveillance technology on the streetlights outside his home in Umhlanga has been activated? The women in that home are likely to be the first to feel the effects of Mr. Moodley's attentions, by way of the Burning Hands or Pins and Needles symptoms... Ag, I've given you all the signs to look for, and if you're a true friend of Pillay's you'll follow up my warning... *shrugs...

And how's young Rajiv Narandas doing these days?  The latest picture in the press a couple of weeks back, had him continuing to look like the cat who'd got the cream, and I assume he's still supremely confident that by fair means or foul, he can stall the court proceedings long enough for the dead boy's parents to give up and shut up.. Has Roy been unable to entice the Singh's Area Controller away from his connection to Narandas, despite all his efforts, or has he joined forces with the steroid-soaked youngster to ostensibly assist him? Interesting times fosho....

We had to skip watching The King's Speech last night as it overlapped the second episode of the unmissable Downton Abbey.. Hopefully Multi-Choice will run the movie again soon, at a time suitable for the ancient.. If your old folks have resisted DSTV up to now, it's time to persuade them to invest...  And yes - I've not forgotten that Multi-Choice are playing their part in ultimately harnessing the population for the telecoms industry, but I don't give a toss, and am all too happy to escape the harsh realities of life in front of the goggle-box.  Sies vir my...
Peace..

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Monday 27th February 2012 at 8.50am.