Missed the boat..
(begun Tuesday 10th July at 4.30am)


*Yesterday my log-in page filled in my password automatically.  Today it declines to do it.  Interference, much?  The spacing on my Create Post page is perfect, and yet the finished published post is all over the show.  Mr. GrubbyFingers busy as always...?*


Surely a jackpoint can't whine?  It's the one that feeds the fridge and the microwave, and I swear it was making this high droning sound when I went into the kitchen earlier... *blinks.. Another magic trick from the Master Magician at No. 6?

The Eavesdroppers were cautious at last night's CPF Meeting.. Extremely so in fact, and they'd seen to it that all the playing field lights, including the big floodlight and source of the blue fiery rain, were switched off... *snorts... If I'd bothered to take a shot of that pole before the Meeting, I doubt I would've caught any holograms at all, though an hour or so later it was a very different story, as we milled about chatting outside in the dark..
Millie had woken up and literally shrieked as Balliram pushed the audio enhancement levels through the roof, in an effort to hear our conversations...  By then I was tired and ready to go home, and the last thing that had occurred to me was to whip out the Panasonic.. Stupid, stupid, stupid... It's guaranteed I would've gotten myself several of those brilliant white mini-moons floating nearby, not to mention their ghostly transparent siblings..

Some time after I got home I'd gone out onto the verandah and had sat puffing away on a fag, enjoying the great clouds of smoke I was creating, as they swirled up against the valley spotlight... No amount of smoke-rings or manipulation could re-create the strange shapes made by the twisted light waves in my lounge, captured a few weeks back, no matter how hard I tried... Long after I'd put the fag out and the air had cleared, there appeared to be some sort of hazy mist up around the spotlight, so thick that I could scarcely see the avo branches behind it...
I put the light off and fetched the camera, hoping to catch the reason for that smokey effect, but oddly enough it was a complete FAIL, and in that corner of the garden at least, I didn't catch a single hologram.

I'd given Flo a lift to the Tollgate bus stop sometime between 8 and 9am last Friday, and after dropping her off, I'd headed home as usual past the Radio Station on Ridge Road.. As I'd come up to the big intersection at Overport City, I'd noticed an unusual amount of what appeared to be ground-mist/haze hanging in the air... Smoke from a nearby Settlement perhaps?  Nope, the air smelled perfectly clear, so.....?
It now occurs to me to wonder whether that odd effect was being caused by Balliram's colleagues, a few hundred metres back along Ridge Road, right under the huge Wireless Mast....

Would that cloud of smoke/vapour have still been visible once the early morning sun had lifted from behind the massive Overport City Building, or was it just lucky timing on my part to be there in time to see it?  I'd had my car's window down the entire time, so clearly it had been warm, even that early on...  Are those visible emissions par for the course in the area?  What are the health stats like over that way?
You don't know, and unless there was a sudden massive occurrence of leukemia or cancer-related illnesses, you don't care?
Even then, the massive Damage Control teams would swing into action to cover it up, not so, Janneman? Your techs based right there at the Telkom Depot, taking any strain yet?  High turnover in staff, maybe?  Are most of them aware of the increased risks they take since the introduction of Stef Roux's 'perfectly safe' laser communications system, or did Management forget to mention it?
It's like they all, to a man, wear a furtive and shifty demeanour these days, and you can prove my point by giving a brief toot on your horn should you come across a Telkom tech ferreting about in a switch-box, and watch how they rear up guiltily at the sound...  Just me and my fertile imagination again?  I'm not so sure about that... *yawns...

What was the main topic of discussion up at Sydenham Station last night, once the last stragglers had left the Hall and the Eavesdropping system shut down?  Does the College-educated Crumb sit in on those sessions, and has he suggested that it's time another sniper scenario was set up to take care of the over-talkative old bitch at No. 8?  You have to give Nayager his due, hey Laz?  He at least had the balls to carry out the theatrical productions on a fairly grand scale, whereas the best your lot can come up with are bloody Roof Climbers FFS... *spits...
This, in spite of the fact that a great number of your colleagues are now well aware of the concentrated monitoring of our property, and are highly unlikely to believe our Area Controller's excuses for missing intruders to ours, at any given time of day or night...

Happily for you lot, it's not as if any of your fellow officers would dare speak out, should more unpleasantness than usual take place in full view of the monitored cowling cameras... There's been way too many demonstrations of what happens to people who don't toe the line, have there not, Earl?  Glen Nayager's early and sudden demise provided a fine example of how swiftly irritations can be dealt with, using this killer technology, and I firmly believe that these methods will become the norm, if they haven't already done so ...
By now, odds are that you've developed a taste for it, and that you have your IT Lackey constantly looking for creative ways to get rid of people who irk you, without fear of repurcussion...
Are these the same methods used in First-World countries, that are already wirelessed to the hilt? *looks at the Men in Black... Did you also kick off the technology's installation by recruiting the Lowest of the Low to head the operations?  The Scum of the Earth, who'd held sway over entire neighbourhoods through the sale of banned substances?  *curious...

Did these powerful Druglords and Crime Bosses in turn, recruit several local Crackers to become schooled in the art of using the computerised technology to control entire suburbs?  Why, of course they did... *vomits.
It's been a long time coming, and I missed the boat badly when I'd guessed that South Africa was the first country to employ this killing combination of technologies, necessary to control the population.. 
There's still a chance that Guinness might award us a place as having the highest number of fatalities ascribed directly to this astonishing surveillance technology, though it's not like such an achievement will make it to print...
So, what's to be proud of, in our race to catch up to the rest of the world?  Allen?  *studies the Superintendent of Electricity for Durban...
The fires, deliberately ignited at the various Informal Settlements dotted about the City?  Fires that are designed to ensure that the misery of many is increased, while a few are re-housed in the deliciously laser-friendly silver tin boxes?
A cunning two-pronged plan that promotes both the Blessed Signal, while increasing the unrest among the citizens, that's so necessary to bring this country to it's knees before the big 'take-over'...


What would the Editor of Noseweek make of all this?  Could Martin Welz be fooled into believing the Surveillance technology is for the good of mankind, or would he see the shadowy figures hidden in the wings, and question their motives?  Do the Project Authors consider him out of the Game, since the carefully engineered fiasco involving the Cato Manor Unit dealt him such a low blow?
Did the strategist who initially came up with the idea of using that Unit to cause a public fall-out between two trusted Editors, receive an eye-watering bonus for his/her efforts?


Just how much has Welz been told of the amazing invasive technology?  Only that there are Good Officers out there who now have the means to access the private lives of the Corrupt, and reveal their piggery?  Surely that honourable journalist would've figured out by now that it's by no means just the Good who control the powerlines across the country?  Is Martin himself familiar with the astonishing 2.5terabits of data transmission that's being used to remove every last citizen's right to privacy?
If he's unaware of the twisted light waves that fill the air, would anyone care or dare to enlighten (!) him, and report back whether the chap was thrilled or appalled by the news?


It wouldn't take Mr.Welz long to realise he was caught between a rock and a hard place.. That either he remained schtum on the Surveillance technology and carried on with his much needed exposes, or he spoke out, and caused the fires of hell to rain down on his head and his business...
And that folks, is the sort of dilemma that will have to be faced by the Honest among us... 
They will have a choice that's not really a choice at all.. Do it our way, or hit the highway, hey Mr. van Zyl?
Those, I'm guessing, like our halicon, who were fed the spiel and decided it had enough merit for him to sit back and wait and see how things panned out...
A Fatal Error incurred by more than a few of the Strategist's recruits, and one that I'd hazard becomes easier to overlook with each passing day?
That sense of moral integrity you had when you started out, has been surreptitiously battered away until it's non-existent?  Console yourselves that many better than you have swallowed the bait, and are now as OWNED as ever this pathetic Labrat is....


If anyone dare up the ante and manages to have a quiet word with the Noseweek Editor, would they point him to the Rocket Scientist, as pretty much the only physicist within reach that he could trust 100%.?
Peace..


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Tuesday 10th July 2012 at 9.31am.