The Back Door..
(begun Wednesday 15th August at 5.20am..)

I remember how I used to watch Malcolm Solomon's bakkie pulling in and out of No. 18 regularly, and knowing somehow even back then, that his visits were probably project related... Then I have the pictures showing the eThekwini Painters doing up No. 12..  A hop, skip and a jump, and we had both painters and electricians in at No. 10, and I'd subsequently watched with interest how the lower branches of their coral tree had been removed, and a couple of enormous lamps fitted outside their lounge door..  Jump to the present and we have the amusement of the white emulsion laser pathway finder 'spilt' on the road surface, and you can check out how my white jasmine hedge has had gaps made in it to allow that enormously powerful signal enhancer to 'speak' to our lights... *At which point our house power was summarily cut, and I spent five minutes scuttling about switching off plugs, only to have it restored within minutes*

The yellow and green acalypha shrub has also been trimmed drastically at some point, to allow that same light an unobstructed view to our backdoor light, and a sheet of white card? has been placed in the windows next to their garage wall light at No. 10, no doubt to increase it's power output even further.. Add to that the arrival of the recently erected zinc-roofed toolshed, and it's no wonder I'm picking up as many as eight spheres at a time in my lounge.. *sniffs...
Did my GN ever bother to go over to www.durbanite.co.za and find the 'whistleblower's' eight-page allegations of the corruption that's so rife in the Municipality? No?
She might find that our Professor Francesco Petruccione (the chap who created what was at one time the biggest wireless Station in SA at UKZN), and his cozy relationship with Mike Sutcliffe, had earned himself a mention.. Would that have concerned her in any way?

LATER at 5.55am

If you're sufficiently dedicated to the Project there are a lot of ways to show it.. Whether deliberate or not the five oil-drums now neatly lined up against No. 10's gate would, I guess, be a most useful addition to encourage the lasers flight path?
Is No. 11 still free of any symptoms of fall-out?  No ringing in the ears? No joint pains?  Even if this were so, it's guaranteed that they've been persuaded like the rest of you, that no sacrifice is too great to make for the laser/wireless experiment..  Remarkable... *eyeroll..

The Druglord has had well over a decade to choose who he tasks to enlist new soldiers, and precisely how they go about it.. In many cases a carefully engineered series of financial disasters will make the target ripe for the plucking, hey Earl?   Like I said, once they've been knocked down to their lowest ebb, you simply arrange for a much respected church elder or educator to go in and plant the seeds of the Glorious Technology that is set to save the world, and their finances in particular...
The Housewives League, once recruited, will be encouraged to spend hours at their laptop or PC perfecting the art of hacking, with a promise of lucrative employment by one of the many sub-divisions of the NIA, once they're considered qualified...  (If their 'qualification' depends on the likes of their Tutor, it's highly unlikely that status will ever be achieved...).  Empty promises is all...

LATER at 10.45am

Earlier a team of about six wekkers had arrived down in the valley.. Their eThekwini Muni Blues appeared pristine and previously unworn... When I'd tossed some fruit over the wall to an outcast vervet about an hour ago, the half-dozen gentlemen were all reclining comfortably on the bank below our wall, listening to music on a portable radio....  Since then a few have stirred themselves sufficiently to lop off a smallish branch or two from the giant tree down below.. Not quite the exact branches that Balliram had managed to fry a few years back with THIS fierce signal enhancer on der Bunker wall, but close...  It's like 30 degrees out there, and their lethargy is understandable..

Thursday 16th August at 3am

A busy night for the both of us, or just my imagination? *studies the Creep... At bedtime I'd been given a nasty little bouquet of stabs to the back, earache, and then headache, all in the space of seconds.. At 10.30pm I woke with my feet on fire, and at 2.05am my hand and arm were ignited right up to the shoulder.. Whatever.  At 2.45am I obliged Monsieur, and got up for the day...
I've been giving the remarkable increase in indoor spheres some thought (no, don't snort like that), and realise it's not the only thing that's changed since the arrival of the toolshed..
Now, when I use the microwave oven, nine times out of ten, the BackFire will kick in at jaw-clenching levels and I don't recall it being that fierce before... *yawns...

Previously, when our Controller was away from the ChickenCoop and he wanted to come on in and check on us, it had been as though he'd first have to access his own system before hopping across into our power supply, and very often this led to his house alarm going off raucously and giving the game away.. *chokes.. I'm fairly sure that's all changed now, and that as long as No. 10 and No. 12 have their laptops up and running he'll use those as a back door to light the fires of hell in ours...
You only have to glance at our Controller's streetlight since 90% of it's embellishments HERE were removed, and then check out Fred's pole outside No. 12 to verify my claims..
Sure, Balliram has now acquired what I refer to as a green mercury vapour lamp on his pole, plus that tiny red light facing the valley, and his newish connector HERE halfway down the steel support cable, but for the most part the move was successful and nobody would bother to look twice at his streetlight....
Let's face it, I'm way out of my depth, but it certainly makes sense that this Sadist would enjoy manipulating both the Accountant and my Excellent Neighbours to nail me...

In retrospect, maybe I owe Fred an apology, and all he's doing basically is providing the gateway for his buddy to barrel on in and make my nose run... The students that regularly slide through those gates at No. 12?  It'll be just as simple for Balliram to hop in and to tutor them via Fred's, as it would be from his own home, and the Twerp will think his cover is impenetrable..*snorts...
Anyone care less that I figured that out?  Anyone at all, or are we still on the back-burner after eight darned years?  Speaking of which, he isn't mucking abut this morning, and the levels of BF here at the desk have risen to rather more than just unpleasant, since I first sat down..*sweats...

I'd hung my coir-like thatch over the bath at about 6am yesterday, and had turned on the bath's shower mixer. The pressure was excellent for all of a few seconds before a loud thunk! sounded and it reduced dramatically... When the fire-hydrant (that for as long as I can remember, had been across from ours on the pavement below No. 11), was moved over onto Balliram's verge, it was to give him control of our waterlines as well, and would explain why so much attention has been paid to where the pipes access our homes, by way of the laser-attracting chemical compounds visible on both our Controller's pipes and ours...

With all the problems we'd had with our geyser and the pipes back at the onset of this fantabulous experiment, it's guaranteed that one of the Plumbers the GW had employed, had made a few 'adjustments' we weren't aware of... Way back when my Good Neighbour had the painters in (and the electricians as well), I'd watched how they'd left an unpainted section around No. 10's bathroom pipes and how rough it had appeared .. I'd even taken pictures of that area HERE... With hindsight of course, (a wondrous thing), it would've had a coat of the invisible lumo paint applied to it, making it a simple matter for Balliram to control their water pressure remotely, as he does with ours and to cause numerous problems with their geyser, should he wish to remind them who's running the Show...
Have I missed anything?  Left any part of this criminal operation out?  What the ratepayers don't know, won't hurt them?   Au contraire folks...

Someone is making a tidy profit from off all of this skullduggery, and I recall that B.Snr alone had several shocking accounts for water usage, that he'd been forced to pay or be cut off...  I can't remember if the same had happened to us, but I do know that these days my SO reads the water meter himself, and that he actually takes a picture of the electricity meter reading once a month, before phoning it in...  A practise it may pay you to adopt if you haven't already....
Every last one of these highly illegal practises had to have originally been passed by Sutcliffe himself if I'm not mistaken... Allen?   You and Mike Oliver of the Electricity Department's Security Division dealt directly with Petruccione, or did you get your orders from the Town Clerk and Telkom?

Man, all the outings and exposes of the thieving pigs at City Hall pale next to the methods employed by the criminals operating the fantastical surveillance experiment, do they not?  A mere titillating distraction, designed to turn Joe Public's attention away from the real crime that's being committed?  All the charitable institutions and schools that are being rigged up with wireless to blast those youngsters into the New Age?
You have children, Mistuh Spence?  Have they been fortunate so far, and have escaped the fallout of your actions, or did you decide long ago that having your own kids might slow your career down?

It's now 4.30am, and despite that the eye-watering levels of BackFire frequency have now dropped to no more than a mild burn, if you were to come close enough right now Al, I'd be more than tempted to give you a stywe klap or two... WTF were you thinking?  ARE you thinking?  Or are you now running on auto, and not allowing yourself time to consider the results of your endeavours? Ag - yap, yap, yap... I must go...
Peace..
Edit Thursday at 5.32pm..   More serendipity?  The GW tells me, just as I sat down to update this blog, that an account arrived in our postbox this morning to say that our electricity bill is in arrears and we will be cut off if it's not paid by today's date...As he only checked the box this evening, he suggested that the brief cut we experienced about half an hour ago was a warning? You think? *winks... 

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Thursday 16th August at 5.31pm