Tuesday, April 10, 2012

CURTAINS...?
(begun Monday 9th April at 9.10am..)

*This update appears to be part of a tutoring session.  Right, Dom?  Or does it only duplicate itself like that when there are more viewers visiting our PC than just Balliram?*

Was the Fireman in Sparks Road personally shown where to place the laser enhancers about his property to their greatest effect, or were each of the Chosen told to allow an 'expert' to come in and achieve this?
Would a door-to-door from No. 2 Harris Crescent up to No. 20, reveal the same astonishing amount of the pollution/radiation gobbling lichen?  Have Petruccione or his pal Stef Roux been testing samples of this lichen since as far back as 2005, and as a result, was it those two that recommended the three swimming pools be emptied and refilled at No. 2, 6 and 12, just to be on the safe side?

Do the tiny scattered particles of the cross between white emulsion and chalk attract the holograms more than the other compounds used?   Only this morning I'd headed back up to the olive tree for another look at THIS seriously weird application.  For all the world resembling a perfect miniature raft made of tiny bamboo rods..  I scratched it away from the bark and studied my thumbnail only to find several pieces of what appeared to be a glittering quartz had come away with the brown top coat. Hau!  More silver?  A great many of the little pellets of hologram-enticing white compound have been tossed into the centres of each of the garvie plants that are under our bedroom windows, and I'm darned if the bottom of the wooden window frames haven't been slapped with a hasty bit of the lumo paint as well... *blinks..

How and when all this has been achieved without our knowledge is anyone's guess, and my theories are not happy ones at all...  I'd dearly like to see whether  B.Snr and Sue the Book have had similar additions made to their properties...
I'll go down muttering repeatedly of the Lying by Omission tactics that Vodafone and Telkom have persuaded their various Puppets to use, to achieve this stunning success... What have they got to do with Stef Roux's quantum laser communications project?  Everything.

The Strategist Jannie van Zyl would've denied my claims that criminals had been handed control of the technology, just as he'd lied about the iBurst tower.  The authorities creating the base-station at St. Theresa's would have omitted to mention that the increased EMR necessary to enhance the technology may just present a problem to those caught in it's path...
Stef Roux himself has come out to say his technology is perfectly safe, carefully omitting to mention that the combination of technologies is anything BUT safe...
Church leaders across the Zone would've persuaded strategic members of their flock to support the Project by installing the laser/wireless friendly, mercury-containing, banned in several countries, energy-saving light bulbs.  Were any of these Suckers ever warned to research the technology thoroughly before they signed up? Hardly.. *snorts...
You trusted them Lenny?  You still trust them, and think I'm sucking all this out of my thumb? Aargh!
The bullshit would've begun with Michael Barnabas and spread like wildfire, though it's doubtful even he was informed of the possible risks, until Karl Muller began pointing them out...
Even then it would've been denied as nothing to do with the Laser Comms. system that Sutcliffe had signed us up for...

Where are you on this delightfully overcast and cool day, little man?  Still diligently trying to squeeze a vast settlement out of the Mugs whose private affairs you've been monitoring for years, in return for your silence?  Ducking and diving between safe-houses each night?  Or have you scarpered back to Warren in Oz, figuring the millions that you made him with that tender will ensure his support and protection?  Bloody awkward either way, hey Mikey?  Has a bit of the old Omnipotence Disease rubbed off onto you perchance?  Do you still think you're a step ahead of everyone, and can keep it that way?  Your big mouth could spoil it for some serious heavyweights, never mind the under-cover operations by the Opposition Party..  Experienced any heart murmurs or palpitations lately? *interested...

I have to smile at the title of Roux's piece in Popular Mechanics July 2011, and how apt it is, for you'd not find a more deliberately tangled web of lies and deceit than surrounds this so-called Surveillance Project.
Brilliantly designed, and decades in the planning, Joe Public has been cunningly conned by the engineered crime and corruption into believing that wireless will save the day.... *eyeroll...
For his part in the creating of distractions to blind the eThekwini ratepayers to the invasion of their privacy, Sutcliffe deserves to be hung, drawn and quartered.   Sure, you don't have anything to hide, and they can come on in via your power supplies any time they wish?  How perfectly agreeable you are.  Would this be despite being aware of the huge increase in levels of EMR that are required to eavesdrop on your conversations?  Nobody mentioned that aspect?  Oops!

You're a tech-minded person and know how to keep tabs on the amounts of EMR and wireless coming into your home, and should they reach unacceptable levels, you'll merely have a quiet word with your local Controller?  Your neighbours?  Pleasant enough, but clueless? When you acquired your ego-stroking NIA clearance, did you not sign some sort of Secrecy document?  Did you ask van Zyl for advice?  That you've known your neighbours for years and that they're friends of yours, but appear to be taking strain from all the additional wireless and EMR?  Did Jannie tell you not to worry, they'd be fine, and he'd have a word with the Controller himself?  *sickened...  What about all the other innocent mugs that line your street?  Denial, denial, denial?

As I sit here now at 10.15am of a Monday morning, Millie thankfully grumbles only faintly in the background, while the Christmas Beetles threaten to knock me senseless with their high-pitched shriek.  I've experienced for myself the ease with which my 'tinnitis' can be made to disappear in an instant, though this rarely occurs..
With the overwhelming amount of laser enhancements now surrounding every inch of our property, and the wireless pouring in via our powerline, my rabid Controller can hardly miss achieving his aim ..
Why you would condone similar treatment being meted out to my friends and neighbours is a question that puzzles me still..

Has anyone dared contact the MastFighter to fill her in on Stef Roux's role in this murderous plot engineered by the telecoms giants?
Have you visited her home and searched her grounds for copious amounts of the Physcia Grisea lichen?  The heavier the growth, the more frequently the passage of laser beams in that spot, and you might tell her to leave it alone, as unlike Mr. van Zyl, its working FOR her, and not against her.. You want to help her search for the chemical compounds that will no doubt be festooning her boundary walls?  The carefully spattered and minute particles of white emulsion that could at a glance be ascribed to a passing bird or gekko? Once you've found the heaviest outcrop of lichen, you could take your camera to that spot after dark and see if you can catch the holograms that will be surrounding her home..

Where do you stand in all of this, hal?  Too offended by my stupidity to bother with an opinion?  You're FOR the wireless/laser/fibre technology, and couldn't care less who controls it, as long as you're rewarded for playing your part?  Are you 100% sure that the shocking effects to the population's health can successfully be kept under wraps?  *waves to Alex.. Man, you can't fault the Planners for thinking ahead to cover every single aspect of this dodgy scheme...
It's a pity ian/ic felt the need to bolt from my view over at mybroadband, as he'd been among the very few who appeared able to comprehend my tardish speech.  Tough...

Tuesday 10th April at 3.35am

I'd not been sat here five minutes when he had Sophie up off the lounge chair and growling.. Simply couldn't resist, hey Creep?  He'd whacked her ears a good one just after 3am and she landed on the floor with a thump, flapping them frantically, before heading off to the lounge to seek sanctuary... Don't give me the mites crud after all this time, as it simply doesn't wash... Hmm.. Whatever it was that was bothering her like that, has had my thumb and forefinger doing the pins and needles thing bigtime, and it's only just beginning to fade now...*fascinated...

The GW had headed off to the shops after 2pm yesterday, and I'd gone out onto the verandah to sniff around a bit more.. It wasn't long before I found THIS tiny addition to the old boogie board propped against the wall.. Creative?  *winks.. There was an old Rawl plug? up on the brick pillar nearest the outdoor spotlight and it looked innocent enough, but I switched on the camera to take a snap anyway.  (It sees things my old eyes miss).  WTF?  The monitor was full of white see-through holograms!   I lowered it and they disappeared, then I turned around and faced the other way.  Still nada.   As soon as I held it back up to that corner, there they were again. Magic..  Sure, I took a couple of pics after that, but I couldn't catch the elusive little buggers on film no matter how they were swarming there.

It was still light when he got home and I'd showed him the latest weirdness.. He took the camera and stomped off, saying the lens must be grubby, before he cleaned it.  It made no difference at all, for as soon as I lifted it up to that corner, there they were again..*grins.. I gave up trying to interest him, and waited till it was dark before taking a few pictures of the that area again.  Zip. *disappointed..
So I snapped a few random shots of the garden beyond the brickwork and voila, will you check the buggers out as they float across the lawn... *beams...
In vain I showed them to my old man, who then said it could be an internal fungus in the camera's bodywork that was creating those spheres *collapses snorting... You're beginning to grasp my uphill battle? 
Okay, so I fetched the little Olympus instead and caught a couple of the trespassers on that one as well, though even then he refused to accept the evidence.... *staggers on regardless...
Peace..

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Tuesday 10th April 2012 at 10.53am.