As day follows night..
(begun Sunday 5th August at 6.45am..)


Yeah, predictable I know, but it occurred to me to wonder whether my Good Neighbour ever wakes in the grey pre-dawn light, to the sound of the nearby hadedas protesting loudly as our Area Controller opens up the airways before, amongst other things, accessing their home to eavesdrop on their private conversations..
Of what possible interest could your idle chitchat be to your Tutor, or his Boss, Barnabas?
For starters, he'll be keeping a close eye/ear on anything you say regarding my blog or it's author, and that's guaranteed... He'll be able to judge whether the carefully designed 'she's a well-meaning, but misguided cabbage,' or 'well-meaning, but mischief-making stirrer' campaign that she's been fed, still holds true..

I'd blogged of how I'd suspected the 'toolshed' and it's zinc roof had already been treated with the laser-attracting lumo application and only a day later, my Area Controller had had his entire front deck covered with the stuff HERE... *chokes..
Had my Good Neighbour raised her voice on this matter out on the Sherwood Network, or had she merely muttered what she'd read on my blog aloud, to her SO?  If the latter, would you not question the speed that your Teacher sought to reassure you, by going overboard on his own decking just a day later?  How could he possibly have known you'd discussed the near invisible finish applied to the toolshed, unless he was as I claim, eavesdropping on your private conversations?

LATER at 7.15am

Page 7 of today's Sunday Times Review section has our Mo Shaik taking a break from his studies at Harvard to nip back home and attend a book launch...*blinks...
Will Barry Gilder's work on the SA Secret Service, Songs & Secrets, mention the 3 Stooge's laser/wireless surveillance technology?  Will he so much as allude to it obliquely?  There's really only one way to find out, and hopefully there'll be a lot of sales before you realise you've been short-changed again...

Monday 6th August at 4.20am

That wall of heat in the bedroom the night before?  It was back again last night.. Are we SURE it's just pressure ahead of the promised rain, or are we running another delightful experiment on the occupants of number 8 Harris Crescent?  This morning's no-frills wake-up call took me from a pleasant dream to a dull headache, major BackFire, and the Burning Hand, all seemingly within seconds... Now there's a skill you'd want your kids to learn... *applauds...
Sitting in the lounge the evening before last, I'd had a similar heatwave suddenly engulf me, only that one was accompanied by THIS tennis ball-sized hologram, hanging above and behind the television set.  Coincidence?  If you say so... *shrugs..

I guess it's been a week or two since the Press went into their full on 'cheer-up, we're nailing the bastards mode', and the difference is amazing... Naming and shaming the Taxi owning Metro cops (see Taxi Cop Scandal, Front page Sunday Tribune) yesterday, was a classic, and a great PR boost for the surveillance technology, as it's no doubt been employed in practically every expose published in the newspapers...
It's set such a cheerful mood, it's easy to forget there aren't nearly enough straight judges or magistrates that can be trusted to see justice done.  And if you allow yourself time to consider the lack of Correctional Facilities available to incarcerate these latest criminals, it tends to take the gilt off the gingerbread quite smartly...

No worries - We'll get the good old Pres. to shorten the sentences of several thousand inmates, freeing up cell space for the next batch?  We'll re-introduce dozens upon dozens of hijackers, thieves, and rapists back into society to resume their reign of terror, in order to make a show of locking away the likes of the Taxi owning Metro Cops.. Excellent.
Was it Sutcliffe in his latest role as Shadow Consultant to the Seriously Corrupt, who'd suggested it was time to make a grand gesture by outing those cops?  How much of the inside information came from his own personal stash of Leverage Files?
Did he cut a deal with the Investigators to ensure he'd walk away from the Manase Report unscathed? Sure he did, and the Metro cops are just the tip of that rotten ice-berg...

Our Mikey has got stuff on everyone in the Muni, including past, present, and quite possibly future employees.. He has close ties to Francesco Petruccione? You're dead right he has, and that creepy little Oinker didn't hang about for a second before he threw himself into utilising the laser/wireless information theft technology to his own advantage... He would have had his IT Monkeys ferretting about in the personal affairs of every Tom, Dick and Harry employed by City Hall, and no mistake...
Did he stop short of invading Julie-May's privacy, or Jacquie's personal space?  Hell no, and it's guaranteed that a couple of carefully placed calls could result in those two ladies sporting the hideous Correctional Services orange as well...Not a scenario that's ever likely to take place, as I'm betting those girls are both under Michael Barnabas' Personal Protection Plan, and quite possibly have been, since the inception of the surveillance technology..
Nothing like having your own Puppets installed in the thick of things, hey Earl? *winks.. Are you sitting on Mikey's personal Leverage File, or is it hidden away in a Telkom BigWig's possession?  Some of the more salacious details from that file alone, could make front page headlines for a month, but as long as the little fella keeps up the good work, he's in the clear...
On second thoughts, I figure Sutcliffe is off-limits to your manipulations, and his ultimate fate, like yours, will be decided by those you'll never get to meet personally.

It's now 5.30am, and a sudden series of Knives to the Back announce the Sadist's increased attentions..*yawns.. I find Millie has wept again profusely overnight, leading me to believe the incredibly increased heat in my bedroom the past couple of nights, isn't just due to a pressure front in the area, but is being employed by the Opportunist Next door as a cover for further sick attentions to be paid me...
It was interesting to find that the word 'experiment' has after all, been used openly in the Sales Pitch made to many of the Chosen, though the fact that these 'experiments' have already been tried and tested in several other countries, was no doubt omitted...
Nowhere in that spiel would the devastating physical effects on the human population have been touched on, in any way.. Unless of course you're an Accountant or a Runner for the Druglord himself, in which case you'd be well aware of the archived frequency test results that have been distributed among the more corrupt and sadistic Area Controllers, to employ on chosen targets... *waves to Fred and Baron....
See guys, it's like this...  You've both been led to believe that life's a gamble anyway, so why not enjoy the fruits of your labours while you can, and to hell with tomorrow.. Would that be about right?
The Accountant can't be worrying about what sort of world is going to be left for his kid's future, when he's scrambling to keep up with today, and Baron of course is still too young to care one way or the other... *shrugs..

Shutting the door on Bad Thoughts is a skill that comes with practise, and I should know.. *winks.. I'd have to bet that even young ghoti could tellus a thing or two about denial by now, for all his finger-pointing...
Can I anticipate skydog/Donald making contact today?
Will I be given the opportunity to settle this crap once and for all, and prove to you that I can identify many of the nastier frequencies employed so freely by your trusted Tutor?  Pfft...

Some residents will be experimented on more than others?  But rest assured they will be deserving of these extra attentions?  *vomits..
Says who?  A purportedly reformed DRUGLORD, who built his empire on the sale of banned substances? If you accepted that tailpiece of wickedness, then you certainly earned your own enrolment.. For how many years did Balliram fall upon the most banal remarks made about me in your private conversations, as he gauged your attitude, before a Player you respect was tasked to tell you outright that I was Trouble?
You don't mind sharing your home and intimacy with the Goonda at No. 6? Oops, I mean the Teacher?
You have no qualms about his ability to hop into your bathroom with your daughters?  You've already forgotten all the 'problems' you had with your geyser?   Mischief-making? Moi?

When I'd insisted all those years ago that the minute you'd both left your property, your house painters had been joined by a crew of electricians, who'd had wires hanging out of your garage wall to rig up that wall light's wiring and convert it to an extremely powerful signal-enhancer, you'd been adamant that it hadn't happened... I'm truly flummoxed right now, and I find it hard to believe that you were in fact participating willingly, even back then..*sighs...
If in fact you were truly unaware of that re-wiring taking place, has Alben since apologised for what he will no doubt call the 'necessity for secrecy at the time'? *curious...
Man, I think no less of you and yours since your full-on coming out parade, but it's unlikely you'll feel quite the same way about me.. Let's wait and see, shall we?

Peace...

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Monday 6th August 2012 at 9.01am.