HONOUR AMONG THIEVES...?
(begun Thursday 8th March at 5.10am..)

*Coming in here to blogger to update, for the first time in all these years I clicked on Stats., and it appears my only audience resides in North America. I guess I won't be checking that out again any time soon*chokes...*

Our power came back on at 5am..  I'd bumped into the GW as he shuffled to the loo earlier, and he'd said it had gone out at about 2.30am.. *yawns.. A loss-recouping exercise, or something else?
I'd watched with interest last night at around 8pm, as the AirWing chopper had flown in big circles over Brickfield Road and the Mayville/Westridge area repeatedly, before it finally headed off down the Freeway for good...  Collecting data, or linking newbies to the Project grid?
Have any SAPS choppers become a familiar sight in your area?

When I'd first staggered off Cloud 9 after 4am to find the power was out, it occurred to me to wonder just how many of those big spotlights that were installed the length of the St. Theresa orphanage building during the Lotto funded upgrade, does Balliram employ to pump wireless out across the valley?  These days only one or two of those six/eight beauties are activated after dark, but that certainly doesn't mean that the rest are asleep...
It's pretty sobering to consider the possibility that they're all pushing out wireless 24/7, and that no-one would be any the wiser... I've told you often enough that the actual light doesn't have to be on, for the wireless to continue flooding out over the powerlines... *shrugs...

Are you outraged to think what those kids and their Carers have been subjected to, since 2004/05, when the GateKeepers first began waving those portable signal-enhancing lights about upstairs and INSIDE the toddler's dormitories?  You've forgotten already at how the dogs nearby would howl at those lights?  If only I'd learned as quickly as the canine population, that howling was futile... *winks... I must get on..

Friday 9th March at 3.40am

I made the mistake of chuckling audibly at the NIA Operative's squeaky little booster when it kicked in five minutes ago, with the result that he's woken Millie up with a bang... *winces...
It's seriously limiting when you can't tell one car make from another... I'd gone up yesterday morning at about 7am to fetch the paper, and had watched as His Shiftyness pulled out of his drive and headed off down to the stop street.  When I'd left an hour later to head off to the shops, the Beemer appeared to be back in it's pozzie, only this time, it was sans it's rear registration plate.. Had it 'fallen off' on his earlier trip?  Were the front plates also 'missing'?  Something so insignificant that it's not worth the paper I've scribbled it on? *shrugs..

I'll have to go through my albums and check, but typically I'd not noticed that little white square on the Raftery/Harris Crescent cellmast until I drove past it the other day... I tried to figure out what direction it's facing, and can only guess it's towards that ugly old mast that sits a few yards from the Sherwood Hall Manager's home, in Cullingworth Road....
Has it been there for ages, and I simply hadn't noticed it before?  Was it merely a trick of the sunlight that startled me into thinking it's a recent addition?
Would I be considered even more crazy to suggest that small as it is, that tiny bit of panel could, if it were precisely positioned, do it's job as efficiently as one of those little satellite dishes that have sprouted on the masts everywhere?  *winks..

When I'd finally noticed that the second satellite dish had been removed some time last year, leaving just the one remaining, I'd taken a flyer and said that someone must have complained bitterly that they'd been taking physical strain from the additional dish.. Someone with sufficient clout to have it hastily removed...
Could it be that that little square of panelling material is on some sort of trial to replace the dishes themselves?  Have I drawn too much attention to the satellite dishes,  and residents are now actively looking for them, to  see if they're the cause of their recently acquired aches and pains?  Would that explain the possibility that the PTB have simply resorted to using a small, inconspicuous square to achieve the same results?

At this point you might want to activate your laughometer and run this idea by the Telecom's Strategist.. You've surely worked out by now that the more derisive the mirth shown by our Jannie at some of my wilder theories, the more likely it is that I've hit the nail on the head... *grins...
It's now 4.30am and thankfully Millie has quietened down for the moment, unlike my Controller who tentatively tries his wirelessed nunu again..
Should I apologise for the fact that the original creators of this cunning means of enhancing the signal, chose a frequency that is impossible to miss?
That it's like nails on a chalk board, no matter whether he emits just one tiny squeak, or a continuous grinding series of emissions?
Sure, it's unlikely that the GW could pick it up, though I suspect that may be something to do with hearing loss and age, more than anything else...

You can surely understand why I'm fascinated to know who and what story was sold to both the Mast Fighter and the Rocket Scientist to have them appear to back right off their mission so swiftly... Imagination on my part?    In Ms. Dorny's case it appeared to begin well before her emrrfsa site started sending out articles on Monsanto and GM foodstuffs, and Muller simply stopped posting on mybroadband... *Boom!* There I was once again standing alone and shrieking endlessly into an empty echo-chamber..*chokes... How fortunate that I'm too thick to take the hint and STFU...
I'm creepy?  Dear heavens, I'M creepy?  *falls on over...
I've pretty much given up on thinking you're an odd lot yourselves, for willingly going along with this massive abuse of human rights....

Would you recognise the stalling tactics that have time and again proved so useful to the Project Authors, if they up and bit you in the face?  Would you?
If you were to be taken aside by one whom you trusted implicitly, and told to hold your fire, as huge changes for the better are imminent, and that unless you fall silent, the whole plan may be ruined?  Were you easily persuaded to buy that crock?  For every day that you oblige them, another suburb is wired and hundreds of it's inhabitants get to experience the devastating fallout, one way or another...

Was it pointed out to the Educator that his dire warnings fall on deaf ears, and that the entire world is going the same way, and it's unstoppable?  *sad... So far, having no expectations whatsoever, appears to have saved me from tipping on over the edge, but for a while there, I'd allowed myself to think.. ag, never mind what I'd thought.. In the greater scheme of things, I remain a joke... *dances....

The Architect of my Life could barely wait until I'd switched off my bedside light last night, before he waded in with both fists swinging...Unimaginitive thug that he is, he appears unable to picture his erstwhile best bud Nayager, whose complacent smile, even lying in his coffin, was a testament to a seriously talented mortician...
Did Balliram shop his own mate?  Was he just following orders when he repeatedly flooded the Sex Pest's bedroom with the chest restricting frequency, or did they import another agent for that specific task? *curious..
Honour among thieves?  You have to be kidding me! *chokes... I've no difficulty at all in believing that Balliram was easily capable of stabbing his one-time chommie in the back (or chest, as it turned out).  Teetering as this Coward is, between advanced Omnipotence, and his fear of being caught, the very mildest of threats would've had him more than eager to oblige.. *belches....

LATER at 5.35am

The huge yellow moon has finally slipped down out of sight behind the Polo, and it's growing light outside... Have you seen the press articles promoting National Water Week? *spews...  You might try Thursday's March 8th, Mercury Page 9 'Saving Water Tips'..
It's still the bare-faced lies and hypocrisy that slay me.. Having read how you can do your bit, now go to this week's Berea Mail at www.looklocal.co.za and find the Readers have their Say on Page 6.  Anyone care to guess why that old woman had been tasked to run the hose ALL day, despite the rain?  Surely not to relieve the pressure in the water lines that are stuffed with Mr. Groesbeek's fibre cabling, that feed the Old House Museum?
Then what about the same section, but this time in the Northglen News on Page 8 (also at www.looklocal.co.za)?  Where a reader was offended by the verge at the Japanese Gardens being watered at midday?  An oversight by the Parks Dept. employees, or a much needed water runoff for that area?
You're still convinced that the lies and subterfuge will all be worth it in the end?
The fact that you're whole-heartedly supporting an entire generation of youngsters who will grow up totally unprincipled, and believing that lying is the norm, doesn't bother you in the least?  Ai carumba!   Peace...

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Friday 9th March 2012 at 9.50am