2013...
(begun Tuesday 1st January at 4.40am..)


An explosion, similar to what the Bristow Crescent, Mayville substation might've made, (if indeed it blew up), just rolled across from the other side of the Freeway... I can't say I remember a New Year's celebration going on that long and that loud, but the mischief was pretty inevitable, after all the publicity that silly young moo was given..
IIRC, that skanky fellow J. Bachu had hopped aboard the bandwagon to milk the situation, as did the seriously dodgy Vivien Reddy, as well as several other people who should surely have known better, before following suit... Even Ashwin Trikamjee had fallen for it, and his participation had surprised and depressed me, albeit briefly...

It was a given that the innocent and voiceless were set to pay for that carefully nurtured ill-feeling, and pay they did.. And just in case anyone missed the point and wasn't looking for a bit of jolly old payback at midnight last night, the Independent on Saturday 29th December, had run a thinly disguised article/advertorial on behalf of a Mr. Saleem Patel of Bombay House in Queen Street, on Page 2.  Fireworks to help you enter 2013 with a bang.  *vomits profusely...
I'd read it with some surprise, as Mr. Patel himself described some of his wares as bombs. 'We sell daadi bombs and the gorilla bombs, which are so loud that they can shatter glass.' quoth the clearly well-connected and opportunistic businessman...
Did his tills go mental right up until closing time yesterday, as a result of that charming promotion, and what exactly is his connection to the Editor of the Saturday Independent? *curious... Such blatant flouting of the laughable by-laws should've had the cops raiding Mr. Patel's business premises shortly after publication, but under the pall of carefully promoted crazyness covering this country, he probably made a mint instead...

The ridiculous heat yesterday had culminated in a thunderstorm of stupendous proportions, with some truly wicked lightening, and towards the end of it all I'd remarked to the GW how improved our animal's behaviour was, since my hearing loss had taken away my own terror at the enormous cracks and bangs...
Two cats and two dogs, fortunate enough to have a roof to shelter them from the light and noise, albeit their haven is often flooded with painful wireless frequencies... What about the likes of the faithful Nobster next door?  Did my Area Controller hasten home at the first rumble of thunder, to ensure their faithful hound was safe from the storm, or that he had at least a leak-proof shelter to cower in?
What about Winnie down at Number 2?  Do Kasim's tenants take her indoors during the worst of the electrical storms or firework 'displays'?  What do you think?

All those gaggable letters to editors that flew about in the weeks leading up to New Year's were just that.. Vomitous....
We sedate our animals and bring them indoors before we go ahead and have ourselves a smashing time?  Sweetjaysus!  What about your neighbour's on either side of you, who chain their dogs out in the open without so much as a kennel to hide in?  None so dumb as those that would be, right? *eyeroll...
Race?  Don't give me bloody race, FFS... Here in the rainbow Zone it's never been about race, and from the palest to the darkest, you've got your guilty parties, who will go out of their way to cause misery to the innocent..
So there you have it, folks... Don't sit back and sanctimoniously insist that YOUR animals are protected against all this mayhem, when you know darned well that the majority of animals in the area are not afforded the same consideration.. Rant over..

My Chair had called me yesterday afternoon to ask if I would send out a New Year's greeting to my CPF Mailing list. I'd gotten round to it grudgingly enough, and I'm glad I did... What a delightful surprise when my little brick began going nuts, as people took the time to send me a reply.... My lovely ex-Vice Chair had even sent me a text from Bangkok, and I confess that for a couple of hours I was quite overwhelmed by all the kind messages.. *beams..

On a more sombre note, I'd been flipping through the DSTV channels after lunch, when I came across the 102 minutes that changed the World  doccie on the History Channel...  Sure, I've seen my fair share of clips of the Twin Towers massacre over the years, but never all spliced together into one long documentary.. You probably don't remember, but I'd been standing doing the ironing in front of the telly when that horrific disaster had flashed up on the screen, and I'd seen the second plane hit the building in real time...

LATER at 7.10am..

Is the piggish Sadist himself patched into ours right now, along with whichever of his stooges pulled this shift 'officially'?  Certainly seems that way, as I've experienced a wide variety of some of the nastier frequencies employed in our home, over the last hour or so, including that Cap of Unpleasantness applied in the kitchen, jaw ache, BackFire, and now the Ache to the lower Back has just been resumed...
Running through your repertoire while the family sleeps, or getting your pet monkey to do it for you, Killer?  These assaults certainly have Balliram's personal touch.  A touch that I've come to know and loathe over the past eight years, and I'd lay odds I was saying much the same thing this time last year...

It seems I misjudged the Sadist on one score at least.. When I'd gone up top earlier, it was to find that the Nobster had been shut down by the house, and he couldn't come up to the wall for his New Year greeting.. A thoughtful gesture on the part of a caring owner, or a neat little bit of malice, to start the New Year?  It didn't matter in the long run, as I'd merely fished out another marrow bone and tossed it over to the very vocal Nobby by their washline..  Did the house alarm go off, as he often sees that it does, when I'm at that stretch of the wall?  He'd wisely thought better of pulling that stunt, though his big signal enhancer continues to run 24/7...

Anyways, back to my epiphany on the Twin Towers disaster... It had been the author LoneGunman over at mybroadband that had posted so frequently of the conspiracy theories surrounding that catastrophe... Posts that had done my head in, and left me more muddled than ever.. Back then I'd known nothing of the push to wireless the world and to create One Order, and only now do I see how perfectly it all fits in....
How to terrify the American population in one fell swoop into accepting the country being saturated by Big Brother type monitoring?  Bingo!
That approach would've failed miserably out here for obvious reasons, and the Planners have instead gone for a long-drawn out decade of carefully fostered corruption, murder, and mayhem.. You tend to forget that for every murderous hijacker or thief, there are hundreds upon hundreds of his brothers and sisters, who don't participate in criminal activities, and who are as much victims of this engineered crime as you and I... Small wonder then, that the likes of young Vincent are easily persuaded to join the ranks of the Yellow Army, supposedly to save his own people from criminals.. Simple, but effective, hey Earl?
He wouldn't regard his own activities as in anyway illegal, despite that in an ordinary court of law some of what he's been tasked to achieve on our property by his Jaguar's Club Controller, over the years since his enlistment, could be considered dodgy at best...
Deliberately handing the laser/wireless technology over to the Criminal element to assist with the engineered crime, was a Master stroke, and then to begin promoting another section as the Good Guys, pretty much completed the confusion so desired by the Planners...

What was achieved in the USA over a period of 102 minutes, is taking us well over a decade to accomplish, though the casualties here will be in far greater numbers than those who died at Twin Towers, by the time South Africa is wireless to the maximum...
Sure, the Middle East played it's part in that disaster, but not without the collaboration of strategic officials in the USA, and the telecom's giants themselves...
Does all this manipulated violence bode good for the world's population?  Not for oldies like myself, who struggle to accept the grey area that so many Recruits have been suckered into settling for... Maybe not for the ignorant and innocent, who are having their heads cooked to a turn by the increasing forest of towers and masts, so vital for Roux and Petruccione's sophisticated laser/wireless surveillance technology to operate at it's best....
It'll all be worth it in the end?  Are you sure you'll be around to witness that happy day?

Whoever had been sitting in our home yesterday, hadn't held back at all, and had spent a gleeful day showing off their precision laser assaults, using a wide variety of their favourite frequency weaponry...  I'd have to guess there was more than one individual involved, as the jabs and pokes varied greatly from one hour to the next.. Heroism at it's finest? *pukes....
That aside, I happily replay some of those kind text messages that came in yesterday, and it cheers me enormously, despite the sudden arrival of a knife to the temple, and a wave of the BackFire frequency... *winks..
You grow impatient for today's update, Pigman?  Happy to oblige...
Peace..

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Tuesday 1st January, 2013 at 9.02am...