Enter at your own risk..
(begun Monday 6th August at 7.25am..)

Despite repeated attempts at catching THIS pretty bolt of light that persisted in appearing in so many of my photos taken in the passage, I've had no success at all lately, and conclude that my Controller is exercising uncharacteristic caution in this regard..
While he continues to occasionally nail me painfully as I pass by that point, sufficiently to keep my interest, it's no longer a regular occurrence, and he makes sure that there's no evidence left behind.  Will that have me give up trying?  You know me better than that...*teeth..

I got the Landscape Artist to scrub the dirty-looking lumo substance off of my verandah steps on Saturday, but he'd taken the initiative to enhance the stone step at the bottom of the stairs, to make up for it...Go Team Jaguars!  Now I have to figure out the correct angle to stand, to capture the inevitable holograms that'll be drawn to it...
Balliram's Wall Jumper really went to town on one of his recent visits and I find the cement bust sculpture that sits on the outdoor table by the braai area has been covered with the stuff as well, not to mention that he appears to have tipped the dregs onto the paving stones just outside the courtyard door.. *blinks...
You find this all perfectly legitimate?  In no way criminal that our Controller continues to have his droog invade our property on a regular basis, to deface our home under the guise of an ongoing Top Secret Surveillance experiment?  Do you see how gradually you've been brainwashed into kissing your moral integrity goodbye forever?  Naa, you wouldn't... *shrugs...
Once you'd been persuaded to think it was okay for Missus B.Snr and her family, and Sue the Book and myself to be subjected to additional 'experiments', you'd have little difficulty in dropping all the other unnecessary values you'd held before...  You don't see it that way?  Now why am I not surprised at that? *eyeroll...

The Rocket Scientist has come out and said in print on mybroadband that he libels and defames the Telkom Master Strategist Jannie van Zyl, with good reason..  Did the Telecom's Agent appear in anyway offended by this admission?   Did he fall on it with glee, and does he intend to use it to defend the charges laid against him personally by Karl Muller?  Or does he appear as smug and self-confident as always, knowing full well that nothing is likely to come of those charges?  *yawns..

LATER at 9.15am

I've just shut down the computer after updating my blog with As Day Follows Night.. Will my Good Neighbour have problems with her internet Connection this morning, or will she simply have difficulty accessing my blog, and give up in disgust?  As my only real means of conveying the results of their participation, it's quite possible she will be subtlely leaned on, to forego visiting me altogether...  A much safer and more comfortable option for all concerned, hey Balliram? *winks..
After all, we don't want the Hired Help woken from their carefully engineered coma, to see the awful truth, now do we?

Mr. Dawood's rented tip-lorry has just reversed into what he no doubt regards as his additional valley property, to disgorge another load of rubbish...  Manisha?  Wayne?  The perks still more than sufficient to keep you looking the other way?  Hopefully you both held out for some seriously juicy rewards in return for your involvement, and didn't sell all your years of study downriver to these criminals cheaply?
Though not everyone was fortunate enough to acquire such a larnie title as our Allen Spence, for his magnificent dedication to duty, it's likely the two of you can't be that far behind?
Thankgod for the Dubai investors, and their bottomless wells of black gold, hey?

I see on mybroadband the usual culprits are getting acclaim for their financial investments in the Western Cape.. Will their business acumen include more than just the backing of i3 Africa and their fibre optics through the waterlines, and will it lead to the funding of several more hospitals that will be sorely needed in a couple of years time, as victims of this technological experiment go down in numbers?  A few million to back the construction of additional Correctional Facilities wouldn't go amiss either, if you get my drift? *nudge, nudge...   Of course, hospitals, prisons, and schools are the very last things on your Agenda, and will only be considered once the entire country has been harnessed to the laser/wireless technology... Figures..  *gags...

Tuesday 7th August at 3.50am

What's with the addition of a headache to the wake-up call, Knobhead?  It's disgusting enough that you abuse Millie to wake me, without adding a headache to the mix.  Sure, it's fading now, some fifty minutes later, but that's the second night in a row you've been kicking my head around like a football.. Bit of serious intent there, Buster?  *unimpressed...
I'd casually mentioned on a call to my kid in the early evening on Sunday, that the oldies were planning on watching Carte Blanche, and then the movie after that... So?  Was I astonished when at 7pm the sound suddenly disappeared on the MNet channel?  Was I in any way so much as mildly irritated, after the years of abuse employed by your idea of an NIA-affiliated Operative?  Nope.  I'd switched happily over to Strictly, and by 8pm the sound has been 'restored' in time for the movie... *belches... Small stuff for sure, but it's wiser to give the Chop the credit here that he so desperately craves, than to shrug it off unmentioned....

The weather finally arrived early yesterday evening, and we promptly lost the TV screen... Wait a sec and it'll restore itself, say the reassuring DSTV messages..  It will?  That's seldom if ever the case in ours, and I gave it five full minutes or more, before turning the set off at the wall and leaving it off, although the storm itself was still way down at Isipingo at the time....
If the idea is to suggest that your Area Controller will even be able to choose what you can watch on the box, it's a fail... Sure, they can decree what you CAN'T watch easily enough, by blanking out the screen or removing the sound, but if you care enough, you can always pick the program up on a re-run....

Probably the very first appliance to be given to Balliram to control, the DSTV decoder has been abused since the getgo, with the result that his Test Dummies can take the TV or leave it, and our groans of dismay that would've excited the Knob in the early days, just don't occur any more...
While I get that the Project Authors had to use whatever was available in the country, and that the cream of the Cracker Crop would've been reserved for more important issues that the Entertainment Section, Balliram has demonstrated that his unfamiliarity with the term Subtlety can prove a drawback to the Author's goals...
While I'm not suggesting his gung-ho 'You're not the Boss of me' attitude has led to any major catastrophes, it will certainly have caught the Damage Control Team's attention from time to time...
Nothing that Barnabas wasn't able to hastily smooth over, right?  In the long run, I'd have to guess that Jannie and his Superiors are more than a little amused that I've managed to nail so much of how this grand experiment is being run, but that I remain totally incapable of doing anything with the information.. *eyeroll...

If the Opposition's IT Monkeys were to come out with ALL the stuff they've dug up using the privacy invading surveillance technology, the country would probably collapse in on itself... As it is, they're on orders to release a bit at a time, and this week it's been the number of confiscated weapons that have vanished from many of the cop-shops around the country... Is anyone at all surprised by this information?  Really?
The sale of confiscated goods from out of Sydenham Station has been taking place for as long as I can remember, and to this day, stashes of banned substances recovered by the police continue to mysteriously disappear from the Evidence Room, so why not guns as well?

Like I've said so often before, you'll read of a massive sting operation where millions of rands worth of drugs are recovered by hard-working cops who risk their lives to carry out these raids, only to have the evidence quietly sold out of the Station's back door, to the highest bidder... That's pretty much how it works, right Earl?  That's why the drug scene here in the Zone has never ever improved for the better, no matter how hard the good cops work?   You'll have your scurvy runners positioned at places like the Barns Road Field, and a steady stream of young customers filing over there to get their fix during school hours, same as they've always done...  Do us a favour, bud.. Don't go the offended eye-rolling innocence route with me, for I get enough of that crap from your IT Lackey....  You're welcome to fool your own community into believing you've changed lanes to run the equally lucrative Stolen Information Industry, created by the 3 Stooges technology... Though you'll have seen to it there's no paper trail leading back to your mansion off Randles, I'd lay you odds you're as heavily invested in the drug-trade as ever, with the full backing of the Project Authors...

Bring the bloody country to it's knees was the mandate, and you're happy to oblige, are you not? *nauseated...
Your attempts to white-wash the sadistic practises of your Pet Cracker are a monstrous FAIL, and I continue to spend each day cursing him out loud, knowing full well that my mutters of outrage at each deliberate onslaught aren't nearly enough to feed that Sicko... That he'll be hopping on into other power systems to savour their groans of pain as well.. Those that are unable to recognise the attacks for what they are, and are therefore easy prey for this savage coward.... Too florid for you?  Too melodramatic to be considered the truth?
Where have I lied to you deliberately, so far?  Where have I so much as omitted telling it like it really is?  After all, WTF have I got to lose?
Are YOUR dogs sheltered from the bitter cold?
Peace...

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Tuesday 7th August 2012 at 9.55am.