ENSLAVED....(begun Monday 4th June at 2.25am..)


I'd been lying there awake, as my two fingers and thumb began going numb, followed by the familiar ache at the top of my thigh... A minute later, and Nobby went off angrily.... Hey - it's like daylight out there, and you can bet there are all sorts taking advantage..*winks.. Sue the Book had looked out of her window yesterday at 1am, only to see a pair of German Shepherds doing a walk-about in the moonlight, and I'd blogged of the din they'd caused..*shrugs..
Dogs on the loose in the early hours are always useful, hey Creep? Residents will see them and go back to bed and try to sleep. They won't see the furtive little guy who just jumped into their yard under cover of the barking... Neato...

Despite that I've had my four hours sleep, I can feel my tail beginning to thrash slowly with irritation, as our Al Spence springs to mind...
Ja, ja, you've heard it all before, until you're totally sick of it, but it's my perogative as a farking guinea-pig to rehash it until the bloody cows come home...
Should I put my queries in writing to the Head of the Muni's Electricity Department? Why would I bother, when my mails would likely be hi-jacked by Deena Govender anyways, just as I'm betting happened to those letters I'd written and delivered to Howard Whitehead back in the day....

How could you forget the time the now Superintendent of Electricity for Durban, Allen Spence, had stood on my verge waxing lyrical about his highly sophisticated computerised anti-cable theft technology, that he'd said we were trialling, along with a stretch down at Cato Crest? Care to tellus what that fantastic project was called Al? The official title, and where it's filed in the City Hall records? Nope? I didn't think so... *spews...
Are all the millions that continue to be thrown at the laser/wireless-over-the-powerlines Surveillance system proving worth the effort? Seriously?
You haven't mentioned how often the designated Monitors for this fantabulous set-up appear to be away from their posts just when crimes are taking place....

You're going to tell me it's an impossible task to expect them to watch the cowling cameras all the time, and that you simply don't have the manpower? Sure you are.... I already knew that the Moth Cottage two doors up from Sue the Book had a couple of break-ins recently, but it was only yesterday that I was told that on the second break-in the tenant was cleaned out totally, and that had included forcing their way into his garage and nicking his car... *blinks...
For those of you who don't know, that cottage stands cheek by jowel next to what was, for some years, the home occupied by Michael Barnabas' ex Mistress, on Jan Smuts Highway... After she and her kids relocated, due apparently to her EMR related health problems, that empty property proved  most useful as a mini base station, as the not inconsiderable amount of outdoor lighting was left active 24/7, right up until last year? when the property was finally sold... My point?

That this section of Sherwood, set up as the initial trial area for Roux and Petruccione's dazzling combo of technologies, is still one of the most tightly monitored areas around...
That you can be 100% certain that any crime taking place here is in no way random, nor does it go unseen... Cleaning out that tenant's home would've taken some time to achieve, and it wouldn't surprise me at all to find that our Controller had, at the precise moment the thieves had arrived at those gates, recalled an urgent engagement that he'd had to attend... If queried, that would of course be his story, but in reality you can rest assured he kept an eye on the proceedings, just as he'd watched the Roof Jumper going around our home, looking for a way in, on Monday at 12 midnight...

How long did it take for you to be brainwashed into believing that fear and terror were necessary to facilitate the technology's installation, Allen? Before or after you'd rigged up the toddler's dormitories and the Senior Boys Hostel quarters over at St. Theresa's Convent/School as a mini base station? Were you already zombied when you and Balliram nailed B.Snr so neatly, during one of your tutoring exercises that included fiddling with the mast on Barnard Road? Not so much as a prick of conscience even then? *nods...
You must surely be aware by now of the physical damage this technology is causing the Community, or does your mantra still insist that the end justifies the means?
You still there, Al? Talk to me. Convince me that you're still in there somewhere, and you're not just some mindless cog in this killing machine...

I've told you how it's always been my habit to collect smiles, and man, I've picked up some lulu's along the way... Back when I met you, yours fell firmly in the shifty category, along with your then-pupil, Collin P. Balliram... For the most part the smiles I've collected have been genuinely wonderful, and I can count on one hand the few that stick out as terrifying... *waves to Rezah....
The dumb animal instinct kicked in back then to the extent that my Replay mechanism got stuck on that single shuddering moment, until thankfully, I could move on.. I couldn't possibly have known at the time of the role you play in this horrific experiment, and yet there it was, those frozen seconds when I 'saw' you for what you are...
An RF Specialist trained in the use of the laser/wireless technology as a weapon of destruction...

Somehow I don't think I'll be asking for your autograph anytime soon... *yawns... Sentech funded your studies, or were you sent abroad for a couple of years to hone your skills in the States? Man, you must have enjoyed teaching Balliram the Dark Arts, and I'm betting he had just the right character to be a prize pupil? Enough insecure, bullying spite to fuel even the worst of the assaults committed, using the fantabulous technology rigged up to the powerlines...
You been given your own larnie title yet, Mistuh Isaacs? Or do you prefer to keep a low profile, as you flit from city to city, training up other equally sadistic Area Controllers? *curious...
Moving on...

I took myself over to Sue the Book's yesterday morning around 10am, and noted there were two unfamiliar cars on Balliram's driveway.. It was a beautiful day and I'd sat myself down in her front garden to watch the runners go by.. Eventually I'd taken my camera out and managed to snap off a few pictures before I'd gotten up to take a shot of the pole that the cherry-picker had been working on last Thursday... At that point the lens began zooming in and out, before the screen announced that my batteries were dead, and it switched itself off... *grins...
Undeterred, I tottered back home and fetched a stash of fresh batteries... I'd only taken three or four pictures when the same nonsense occurred, so I packed in my attempts and sat back to enjoy the lovely weather instead...
For the life of me I can't find anything visible on the Panasonic that gives the Creep such control... Both the Bosch Electric mower and the Weed Whacker have been daubed heavily by Vincent with laser-attracting substances, as have the digital washing machine and no doubt most of the appliances in our home, by another visitor I was unaware of.. The camera? Oh wait, I've just had an idea...
*It's now 4.10am, and Nobby has just gone off again....*

Back. Ja, so what I've just done was to take some snaps of the Panasonic, using the Olympus.. Nowhere near as laser-friendly as the older camera, nonetheless it picks up the holograms and that remarkable laser beam I mentioned, so it's worth a proverbial shot or two...
I'll take some more in daylight and let you know if it reveals anything interesting, later... It's often enough that the chemical applications aren't visible to the naked eye, so.....
I'm still inclined to think that with young Delon's assistance up at Budget Foto, Balliram was able to scramble on in via the powerlines at Hofmyer, and attach the computerised equivalent of a blob of laser-attracting substance to the camera's memory card, that went right on in to the core of that little device, rendering it his slave forever...
If OTOH, Delon managed to apply something physically to the body of the actual camera, on one of the occasions he'd had it in his hands, hopefully the Olympus will reveal it's whereabouts.. *waits...

Was it Sue's gardener Goodenough who'd applied that large splodge of white substance to her garage roof? I'm guessing that would be a yes, as she'd shown me all that was left of the lovely full-grown lemon tree she'd had outside her bedroom window.. It always seemd to be covered in fruit, but she said it had inexplicably died a sudden death... It didn't care for the lasers either? I suspect that Vincent was tasked to pour oil on my lemon tree, when it became all too apparent that the heavy laser activity in that area was taking a visible toll on the fruit tree...
If Stef Roux's  'perfectly safe' technology can wipe out two previously sturdy trees like that, can you imagine what it's doing to us here in the house, as our Controller zig-zags his beams from point to point, whenever he chooses, like THIS? Man, am I proud of that picture! *dances...

Are you brave enough to endure a quick hug? There you go then....
Peace..

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Monday 4th June 2012 at 9.20am..