LOWERING THE BAR...
(begun Sunday 22nd January at 1.45am..)
I figure the Tubster for a local lad... He drives a white Beemer ND. 27301, and while I've nothing against the dude personally, you just know when he hoves into view, that the mischief at ours is set to escalate... One half of a duo that currently seem to make up Balliram's security blanket, and who encourage the Sick Bastard to behave in a rather more juvenile fashion than becomes an Area Controller.
What am I saying, FFS? I've really got no idea how the average Controller is expected to conduct himself/herself, and am justifiably inclined to judge you all by Balliram's *coughs* standards...
When it's just the three of them hunkered down in der Bunker, does the Creep activate the Speaker phone option to our abode, so they can all enjoy my croaked utterances? When I'm aware that the Sadist has company and the painful mischief begins to increase as I sit in my corner of the lounge, or recline on Cloud 9, I will sometimes ask aloud whether Tamara or their wives or girlfriends are aware of the particularly savage pastime they indulge in... I have to guess that at that point he inevitably and hastily removes his chommie's listening options. Is that the end of the nonsense? Hell no. At some point I'll pay dearly for that little bit of party-poopering, just as I was woken earlier at 12.45am with a nasty ache that travelled from my neck to my knees, and refused to leave..*yawns..
I've no doubt that at this point the Devout will roll their eyes heavenwards and mutter sanctimoniously that this is further proof that you reap what you sow? *gags.. It's sad to think this judgemental and short-sighted attitude is probably one of the main reasons why atheism is on the increase...
Frankly, I'd rather you owned up to the satisfaction you feel at my plight, than laid it at the church's door... Churches mind you, that here in the Zone were persuaded by way of massive hand-outs and upgrades to their facilities, to hop on board the Information Theft Project, and to promote the wireless signals at the cost of their innocent charge's health..
Check out THIS crew beavering away on the roof of St. Theresa's toddler's dormitories back in February 2008. Why would the Convent admin. not believe these guys when they said they were implementing safety measures for the little ones and their Carers? They were the experts after all, and your average man-in-the-street was clueless when it came to humans being exposed to copious amounts of EMR and wireless frequencies...
By now I figure the denials that the Convent has indeed been rigged up as a mini-base station have ceased, as it's all too obvious to anyone who knows what to look for, to drive down Harris Crescent and take a dekko in that direction.
The upgrades and improvements made to the establishment and paid for by the National Lottery, are impressive indeed, and the hidden costs exacted from the inmates will never come to light...
The crippling effects that the technology has had, and is having, on some of the older Sisters, was easily ascribed to their age, though I'd be interested to know exactly how many of them began to take serious strain on their joints from 2005 onwards... If I've got it right, studies have shown that the two and three-year old charges housed in the strategically well-sited dormitories are more susceptible than most to the emissions, and I've already explained more than once how easy it would be to cover up any signs that the children were being affected..
Mischief-making? Are you serious? Since the arrival of the pesky Karl Muller on the scene, few of you can claim ignorance of the horrendous effects this so-called sophisticated technology is having on the community, though I suspect that if you've not yet been directly affected, you can shrug it off as so much hog-wash...
As much as Collin P. Balliram is being allowed to continue controlling the powerlines, must I conclude that you condone this appalling abuse of Human Rights as a small price to pay in return for ridding the country of the corrupt trough-feeders... *stomps off back to the Sacrificial Altar at 3.15am.
LATER at 6am..
A these days rarely heard rainbird was calling somewhere down in the valley at 5.15am, and here's hoping it's got it right and that there's rain on the way..
Missus G up next to the Assessment Centre refers to the Parkland opposite theirs as a d'Moss area.. Something I missed, or is she mistaken?
Were I to search for the by-laws governing such an officially designated area, what would I find? Does THIS look like a d'Moss area to you? No really?
Yep, the cable guys and their fleet of mostly unmarked vehicles are back and have set themselves up to further ride rough-shod over what Missus G refers to as a protected area...
*standing out on the verandah a minute ago, in DLOS to the ostensibly defunct overheads by Kasim's at No. 2, I'm hit with both earache and filling ache on that side, and must remind you that even if your streetlights don't shine as they should after dark, they continue to flood your homes with wireless frequencies..*
Hopefully it should be a fairly simple task to check whether she's correct, or whethers she's quite possibly been misled...If indeed that little park has been set aside as an official d'Moss area, would that include the valley here below, that the parks feeds into, and if not, why not?
I've an endless supply of awkward questions, hey Al? Easily a part of the reason why you appeared so chuffed that we were to be victims of your initial Project, including your failed highly-technical computerised anti-cable theft technology...*winks...
I guess you can follow the Gestapo Camp Commander's lead when he insisted to the judges at Nuremberg that he was just doing his job?
There's no comparison? Why, begging your pardon Mistuh Spence, but I believe that's one of the nearest metaphors to the truth that I've trotted out so far...
Sure, the methods you employ are by necessity far more surreptitious, and the effects are nothing like the swift results achieved by the gas chambers.. Your victim's agonies will easily be shrugged aside as due to any number of a wide variety of standard ailments, ensuring that you and your cronies are unlikely to ever see the inside of a cell...
At this point may I counter the Devout's tendency to quote the bible, by giving you one of my own? For right now it certainly appears that the Wicked are set to inherit the Earth, and that you're all going to sit back and let it happen without a fight...
LATER at 7am..
For one who was so adept at self-promotion during his reign as Head of Sydenham Station, it must rankle to be at the bottom of the heap... Today's Sunday Times haven't so much as devoted a single line to the convicted Sex Pest, Glen Nayager's, sudden and well-timed hospitalisation this week... *blinks..
Will the Editor of the Tribune Herald have been persuaded to announce this once often referred to as a Top Cop's medical problems, acquired just a week prior to the resumption of the Hearings? I'll have to wait and see...
And why are these Hearings being held at the Elangeni Hotel FFS? Elementary my dear Watson...
Back when Nayager was pimping for Jackie Selebi he always saw to it that the then Head Honcho of SAPS was booked into the Blue Waters hotel on his visits to Durban..
One of several on the so-called Golden Mile that will have been wired to the max with the Surveillance technology. In fact, I'd not be surprised to find that Nayager had offered the authorities the monitored results of more than one of Selebi's visits to town, once it became apparent that our Jackie had fallen out of favour... Clearly the Elangeni is similarly wired with the invasive technology and in particular, the area that is being used for these Hearings...
If I had to guess at who could possibly still be interested in this Thug's future, it wouldn't be the Druglord Barnabas, but Nayager himself, who will go over and over the audio visuals that are due to be created at the Hearings held between January 23rd and 27th, in a last desperate attempt to find a loophole to bail himself out of the dwang...*grins...
He's done it before, and no doubt while playing back past proceedings, he's come across chance remarks made that have gotten him off whatever hook he'd been on at the time... Neato...
I've a question for Head Office over there at the Ridge Road Wireless Station? Who is it that continues to allow this now CIVILIAN access to the monitoring that's done at the Elangeni? Who is it that insists that Nayager continue to be apart of the Project in any way, be it via his relationship (vehemently denied?) with Balliram, or his Mentor, Barnabas? And is Commissioner Ngobeni aware that the Hearing proceedings are being heavily monitored and recorded? *fascinated..
LATER at 8.53am
The GameWrecker says that in his opinion that little park isn't d'Moss, or all the beautiful fruit trees would've been destroyed. It's interesting to see the harddrive going bonkers as I attempt to log into the mybroadband Forum at 8.50am, and the resulting snail's pace with which it finally loads the page... *winks at Balliram...
Peace julle..
---oOo---
Sunday 22nd January 2012 at 9.58am..
Saturday, January 21, 2012
HIDDEN COSTS..
(begun Friday 20th January at 5.45am..)
I'd been skiving off, just lying there mulling things over, when my cellphone rang ten minutes ago... As soon as he dropped the line I called the number back, and he'd mumbled something incoherently before I'd laughed and rung off... *shrugs..
I'd been thinking about colours actually, and how cleverly they're being used to camouflage things.. Would it be pure coincidence that THIS latest addition to our Controller's newly-modified streetlight pole blends so perfectly in with the pole colour itself? A red-herring designed to titillate the tard, or something of real interest? Check out THIS disk, now literally strapped around Balliram's pole about 3 or 4 feet off the ground. See when I put the pic on zoom, how those three little holes in the centre resemble the entry point for a three-pin plug of sorts? Access to the fibre cabling that snakes up the pole?
I would've shrugged it off except for the fact that I found it remarkable how the dirty ochre colouring of the disk matched that of the pole itself so perfectly, as to render it nearly invisible... Add that to the fact that I've not seen another device like it, and it's got my nose up and sniffing the air..
Want to tell us the purpose of this new addition Al? Without resorting to one of the wide range of lies you carry in your back pocket for emergencies..? *winks...
Something fits into those 3 holes and appears to have been made easily accessible to anyone passing by that carries the correct plug-in device... Are you going to laugh it off as just a bit of fun at my expense, or is it rather more than that?
If indeed tangible receiver/transmitters exist to activate the noisy wirelessed nunu system that criss-crosses the length of Harris Crescent and presumably many of the properties, including ours, are they too of such a drab colour as to pass unnoticed? Something along the lines of THIS substance used on Freddie the Accountant's upper-story wall, right next to where THIS fat cable enters his home? Interesting how it glows that lumo-green hey? I doubt I'd ever be lucky enough to catch another similar phenomenon, but it begs the question whether that's all it takes to bounce a signal back to the Controller's Smart-phone or laptop? A tiny dab of a similar substance, and bob's your uncle?
The merest dot that will blend in beautifully with the general wear and tear on a precast wall or the bricks of your home? Find the right dot and you get to win first prize? A near impossible task, and one that I'd almost given up on, until I saw the stunningly clever colouring of that disk on Balliram's pole..
Who and how would they get past your electric fence and your savage dogs in order to decorate your property with those nifty enhancing devices? That's an answer that's so simple it'll take a good man five minutes to figure out, and that's good enough for me.. *chortles at the inside-joke shared with Balliram...
Proof? I do believe I can provide you with evidence of the blatantly illegal and corrupt methods used by Mr. Spence and his partner-in-crime, the Druglord Barnabas, to wire up resident's homes without their knowledge or permission... *yawns..
But then it's not something you lot really want to hear is it? Any purported 'investigations' into our Intelligence Department's corrupt activities will be dragged out endlessly, at least until the entire country has been saturated with the Information Theft technology, at which point a few token heads will roll, ne Janneman? *teeth.. Anyone else noticed the increase in the local press of advertisements offering a wide variety of ways to ease your horrendous arthritic aches and pains?
Sheer coincidence that these snake-oil doctors have noted the massive rise in the number of people in the area who are becoming more crippled by the day?
Have I not myself been made an example of ? Another of the benign and amiable Barnabas' little 'jokes' designed to amuse the troops, fosho.... Prove it? Ah Earl, you know I can't do that, and that your psychotic Monkey can continue his destruction with impunity.... You're simply having the time of your life, not so? Has Schabir figured out that you're not to be trusted in any way? The GW spotted him at the Golf Shop down at the Village Market in Springfield the other day, and I guess I was relieved to hear he's spending time outside of his own heavily wired and monitored mansion in Innes Road..
It's like this Schabs - As sure as I am that Barnabas will have offered to cripple several of your more vociferous detractors via their powerlines, I've no idea whether you would've agreed to this.. Does Ms. Khosa now share the Christmas Beetle chorus with me, and more besides?
I would strongly urge that you insist on being shown the technology used for the wirelessed nunu devices. Don't be fobbed off.. If you've not already seen the miniscule means used to bounce those signals back to an Area Controller, you want to rectify the situation forthwith.
Once you know what you're looking for, you can spend hours happily checking out your own property for similar devices.. You've got security beams up and running already?
Have them de-activated dude, and listen out for the 'crickets' and 'grasshoppers' that regularly chirp after dark as you cross a particular area, indoors or out..
And then, if you haven't done so already, wake up to the fact that you are as much OWNED as we guinea-pigs over here.. That the Druglord will happily sell on all the private information his stooge has gleaned from your own home, to whichever team makes him the best offer... I must go feed the birds.. cheers..
Saturday 21st January at 4.50am..
It's not as if I didn't warn you.. *eyeroll.. The soon-to-be-resumed official load-shedding can hardly come as a shock.. After all, how many additional outdoor lights did you alone obligingly install on your property? But, but they're energy-savers, and cost very little to run as opposed to the incandescents?
Another of the carefully perpetuated lies spread by the authorities.. Maybe if they were left alone to push out the standard 230 v (or whatever it is), they'd prove to be the cost savers you'd invested in...
Naturally we'd done our bit to save energy when it first became apparent that Eskom had a problem, but I'd had to give up using a CFL bulb in the desk lamp next to the computer, as they appeared to be the cause of some really hectic headaches, that would kick in just in that corner of the lounge..Why that should happen is something that only Balliram could probably explain... *snarls..
The fact is that the Surveillance technology requires huge amounts of power to achieve it's goals, and the only way to recoup these losses will be to cut your power supply regularly... Surely you won't allow this bit of additional bother in your lives to affect your belief in this magnificent operation? As you sit back and enjoy watching the greedy Government officials get outed publicly for their corrupt and self-serving endeavours? It's unlikely you're going to notice the appalling hidden costs that come with your sign-up, until it's way too late for you to try breaking the contract...
Are you still as confident as ever that you have nothing to hide, and therefore your own power supplies will never be accessed by the Eavesdroppers? *chokes.. This, after all you've seen taking place down here in the Zone?
You only have to read the Letters pages in the Press to wonder how many of those concerned citizens will be tracked down and harrassed repeatedly via their powerlines, for daring to voice their misgivings on any given matter... After all, the Monitors have to be kept on their toes, and what better way to test their abilities than to track down the more vociferous critics who write to the Press?
She'd said not long ago that my writing amused her, but after my call yesterday, it was abundantly clear that's no longer the case, and that she now finds me offensive in the extreme...*belches..
As I'm an ongoing accident waiting to happen, this turn-around is hardly surprising, and I'm betting I've earned her contempt... With barely a single functioning grey cell to call on, I blunder about blindly in my efforts to do the right thing, and end up alienating the very people I wish to help..*eyeroll.. All it takes is a bit of careful whispering from one or two of Earl's devotees, and I'm back where I started, which is to say, limping on the spot.. *grins.. Am I bitter at my own short-comings? All I can say is thankgod for my rapidly increasing short-term memory loss, for I can no longer remember why I should be beating myself bloody after each massive FAIL, and therefore I don't indulge in that time-wasting activity any more...
Who knew? *beams..
It's not like I'm not accepting responsibility for my foul-ups in any way, just that I've learned not to wallow in self-loathing, but to pick myself up and try again..and again... and again.. *laughing...
It's going to be another warm one here today, and you might like to spend a few minutes forgiving the idiots that irritate you so.. Or not.. *shrugs... And no Creep, I'm certainly not talking to you, for obvious reasons...
LATER at 11.05am
I'd gotten back from Overport City with young V around 10am, and had done a few kitchen chores before getting on Cloud 9 with the kindle.. I'd read for a while and then dozed off comfortably enough... At 11am the Knob next door kicked up the system, starting with my feet, and in five minutes flat the ache in the top of my leg had driven me off the bed and next door to the desk... Impressive hey? Seriously... Pass the bleeding bucket folks, for if this is the future, you can have it... Peace..
---oOo---
Saturday 21st January 2012 at 1.30pm.
(begun Friday 20th January at 5.45am..)
I'd been skiving off, just lying there mulling things over, when my cellphone rang ten minutes ago... As soon as he dropped the line I called the number back, and he'd mumbled something incoherently before I'd laughed and rung off... *shrugs..
I'd been thinking about colours actually, and how cleverly they're being used to camouflage things.. Would it be pure coincidence that THIS latest addition to our Controller's newly-modified streetlight pole blends so perfectly in with the pole colour itself? A red-herring designed to titillate the tard, or something of real interest? Check out THIS disk, now literally strapped around Balliram's pole about 3 or 4 feet off the ground. See when I put the pic on zoom, how those three little holes in the centre resemble the entry point for a three-pin plug of sorts? Access to the fibre cabling that snakes up the pole?
I would've shrugged it off except for the fact that I found it remarkable how the dirty ochre colouring of the disk matched that of the pole itself so perfectly, as to render it nearly invisible... Add that to the fact that I've not seen another device like it, and it's got my nose up and sniffing the air..
Want to tell us the purpose of this new addition Al? Without resorting to one of the wide range of lies you carry in your back pocket for emergencies..? *winks...
Something fits into those 3 holes and appears to have been made easily accessible to anyone passing by that carries the correct plug-in device... Are you going to laugh it off as just a bit of fun at my expense, or is it rather more than that?
If indeed tangible receiver/transmitters exist to activate the noisy wirelessed nunu system that criss-crosses the length of Harris Crescent and presumably many of the properties, including ours, are they too of such a drab colour as to pass unnoticed? Something along the lines of THIS substance used on Freddie the Accountant's upper-story wall, right next to where THIS fat cable enters his home? Interesting how it glows that lumo-green hey? I doubt I'd ever be lucky enough to catch another similar phenomenon, but it begs the question whether that's all it takes to bounce a signal back to the Controller's Smart-phone or laptop? A tiny dab of a similar substance, and bob's your uncle?
The merest dot that will blend in beautifully with the general wear and tear on a precast wall or the bricks of your home? Find the right dot and you get to win first prize? A near impossible task, and one that I'd almost given up on, until I saw the stunningly clever colouring of that disk on Balliram's pole..
Who and how would they get past your electric fence and your savage dogs in order to decorate your property with those nifty enhancing devices? That's an answer that's so simple it'll take a good man five minutes to figure out, and that's good enough for me.. *chortles at the inside-joke shared with Balliram...
Proof? I do believe I can provide you with evidence of the blatantly illegal and corrupt methods used by Mr. Spence and his partner-in-crime, the Druglord Barnabas, to wire up resident's homes without their knowledge or permission... *yawns..
But then it's not something you lot really want to hear is it? Any purported 'investigations' into our Intelligence Department's corrupt activities will be dragged out endlessly, at least until the entire country has been saturated with the Information Theft technology, at which point a few token heads will roll, ne Janneman? *teeth.. Anyone else noticed the increase in the local press of advertisements offering a wide variety of ways to ease your horrendous arthritic aches and pains?
Sheer coincidence that these snake-oil doctors have noted the massive rise in the number of people in the area who are becoming more crippled by the day?
Have I not myself been made an example of ? Another of the benign and amiable Barnabas' little 'jokes' designed to amuse the troops, fosho.... Prove it? Ah Earl, you know I can't do that, and that your psychotic Monkey can continue his destruction with impunity.... You're simply having the time of your life, not so? Has Schabir figured out that you're not to be trusted in any way? The GW spotted him at the Golf Shop down at the Village Market in Springfield the other day, and I guess I was relieved to hear he's spending time outside of his own heavily wired and monitored mansion in Innes Road..
It's like this Schabs - As sure as I am that Barnabas will have offered to cripple several of your more vociferous detractors via their powerlines, I've no idea whether you would've agreed to this.. Does Ms. Khosa now share the Christmas Beetle chorus with me, and more besides?
I would strongly urge that you insist on being shown the technology used for the wirelessed nunu devices. Don't be fobbed off.. If you've not already seen the miniscule means used to bounce those signals back to an Area Controller, you want to rectify the situation forthwith.
Once you know what you're looking for, you can spend hours happily checking out your own property for similar devices.. You've got security beams up and running already?
Have them de-activated dude, and listen out for the 'crickets' and 'grasshoppers' that regularly chirp after dark as you cross a particular area, indoors or out..
And then, if you haven't done so already, wake up to the fact that you are as much OWNED as we guinea-pigs over here.. That the Druglord will happily sell on all the private information his stooge has gleaned from your own home, to whichever team makes him the best offer... I must go feed the birds.. cheers..
Saturday 21st January at 4.50am..
It's not as if I didn't warn you.. *eyeroll.. The soon-to-be-resumed official load-shedding can hardly come as a shock.. After all, how many additional outdoor lights did you alone obligingly install on your property? But, but they're energy-savers, and cost very little to run as opposed to the incandescents?
Another of the carefully perpetuated lies spread by the authorities.. Maybe if they were left alone to push out the standard 230 v (or whatever it is), they'd prove to be the cost savers you'd invested in...
Naturally we'd done our bit to save energy when it first became apparent that Eskom had a problem, but I'd had to give up using a CFL bulb in the desk lamp next to the computer, as they appeared to be the cause of some really hectic headaches, that would kick in just in that corner of the lounge..Why that should happen is something that only Balliram could probably explain... *snarls..
The fact is that the Surveillance technology requires huge amounts of power to achieve it's goals, and the only way to recoup these losses will be to cut your power supply regularly... Surely you won't allow this bit of additional bother in your lives to affect your belief in this magnificent operation? As you sit back and enjoy watching the greedy Government officials get outed publicly for their corrupt and self-serving endeavours? It's unlikely you're going to notice the appalling hidden costs that come with your sign-up, until it's way too late for you to try breaking the contract...
Are you still as confident as ever that you have nothing to hide, and therefore your own power supplies will never be accessed by the Eavesdroppers? *chokes.. This, after all you've seen taking place down here in the Zone?
You only have to read the Letters pages in the Press to wonder how many of those concerned citizens will be tracked down and harrassed repeatedly via their powerlines, for daring to voice their misgivings on any given matter... After all, the Monitors have to be kept on their toes, and what better way to test their abilities than to track down the more vociferous critics who write to the Press?
She'd said not long ago that my writing amused her, but after my call yesterday, it was abundantly clear that's no longer the case, and that she now finds me offensive in the extreme...*belches..
As I'm an ongoing accident waiting to happen, this turn-around is hardly surprising, and I'm betting I've earned her contempt... With barely a single functioning grey cell to call on, I blunder about blindly in my efforts to do the right thing, and end up alienating the very people I wish to help..*eyeroll.. All it takes is a bit of careful whispering from one or two of Earl's devotees, and I'm back where I started, which is to say, limping on the spot.. *grins.. Am I bitter at my own short-comings? All I can say is thankgod for my rapidly increasing short-term memory loss, for I can no longer remember why I should be beating myself bloody after each massive FAIL, and therefore I don't indulge in that time-wasting activity any more...
Who knew? *beams..
It's not like I'm not accepting responsibility for my foul-ups in any way, just that I've learned not to wallow in self-loathing, but to pick myself up and try again..and again... and again.. *laughing...
It's going to be another warm one here today, and you might like to spend a few minutes forgiving the idiots that irritate you so.. Or not.. *shrugs... And no Creep, I'm certainly not talking to you, for obvious reasons...
LATER at 11.05am
I'd gotten back from Overport City with young V around 10am, and had done a few kitchen chores before getting on Cloud 9 with the kindle.. I'd read for a while and then dozed off comfortably enough... At 11am the Knob next door kicked up the system, starting with my feet, and in five minutes flat the ache in the top of my leg had driven me off the bed and next door to the desk... Impressive hey? Seriously... Pass the bleeding bucket folks, for if this is the future, you can have it... Peace..
---oOo---
Saturday 21st January 2012 at 1.30pm.
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