MISSION IMPOSSIBLE..
(begun Friday 3rd February at 3.10am...)
*I've temporarily abandoned my gardening efforts in order to oblige the pitiful woop woop of my Controller's newest remote, which sounded ten minutes ago.... *
I have to smile at the number of people I know who still persist in using the old 'Keep it between us' or 'just between you and me' routine when imparting what they deem to be some juicy gossip or top-secret titbit via my gmail or over my phones... How many times I've hastily interrupted to remind them it's a shared line/service, only to have my warnings completely ignored.. *eyeroll...
Hey, you can tell me anything, so long as you remember it's as good as plastering the news on the front page of the local tabloids.. Ain't that about right, BigEars? *teeth.. (At this point I must apologise for the odd spacing on my published blog. It appears that my Controller is busily doing a bit of his own editing in the background)
Trying to convince anyone that you're the assignment handed to a purported Special Agent for the Intelligence Department hasn't gotten me anywhere over the years.. Try telling them you're simply the entertainment factor for the hordes of otherwise bored-stiff Monitors employed by the Wireless Surveillance Project and you'll get more than a few sideways glances.... *shrugs... You can waffle on ad infinitum about how the Area Controller you're assigned to, takes his brief so seriously that it's become a sick obsession, and still the disbelief persists...*yawns...
After all, who in their right mind would find a 66 year-old crone worthy of any surveillance at all? I guess the clue lies in the 'right mind' bit... *grins...
If I'd had any doubts that the Wireless Surveillance technology had reached Gauteng, they were swept away by Rayleen Haan of Fourways and her letter to the Editor published on Page 14 of yesterday's Times.. 'Stop making us powerless, Eskom'. Ms. Haan was bemoaning the fact that while Eskom insists we make sacrifices, the lights on the freeway are left to burn 24/7.
And there you have it. Fourways is wired for sure, making the attacks on Ms. Dorny's home in Craigavon a simple matter to achieve and confirming that she's going through what we've been enduring here since 2005.
Course, in the Mast Fighter's case there were no tentative exploratory attacks via her powerlines, but a full-on and immediate assault, once the iBurst tower came down.. A no-holds barred and ongoing 'You're going to pay dearly for my humiliation' onslaught arranged by the purple-faced and furious Master of Telkom Strategy himself, in order to assuage his hurt feelings.
It's likely that our Ronald/rooigevaar knows the Area Controller for Craigavon already, and more specifically just who it is that's installed in a home near to Ms. Dorny, and who has been handed control of those powerlines and ordered to flood her home with the devastating wireless transmissions....
Why pick on Ronald when he's been through so much shit already? Despite the tragedy he's experienced so recently, he still has to keep a roof over his head and feed his family, and I for one would not have expected him to speak out against the abuse he must know is being carried out against the Mast Fighter and her family... It's actually a crying shame that so many otherwise good people are being forced to stand by silently and watch while these criminal activities are being carried out, though I've no doubt a regular pay cheque goes a long way to easing any pangs of conscience that may occur....
What can I say? Only that if you've not been recruited to the Project but are interested, start checking out your local freesheets and the letters pages in the tabloids to get a clearer picture of which suburbs are now wired with the magical Surveillance technology.. Ongoing powercuts, copper 'theft', burst water mains, and trees destroyed, are just a few of the signs to watch for, before you come to realise that you're OWNED... You're keen as mustard to join but haven't been approached? Find out if there's a LAN operating in your neighbourhood and beg to be allowed on board.. Alternatively, log on and head over to efnet's IRC #trivia channel and ingratiate yourself with the foul-mouthed FlipDeezy and you're IN... *eyeroll...
LATER at 4.30am
I'm frankly astonished by the sudden caution being displayed by Balliram and his use of the noisy wirelessed signal enhancers in our yard... When I'd taken the dogs out to pee at bedtime last night there'd been a few insect-like sounds, but most certainly not the usual culprits nearby... *blinks... This morning it's pretty much the same thing, apart from a faint intermittent ticking outside by the courtyard and a background whine here where I sit writing.. A whine that has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with the little portable fan that's running next to me, and that fades and disappears each time I remark out loud on it's existence.. *chokes...
Face it Balliram - As a Stealth Operative you're a dead loss, though your sadistic streak may continue to have you employed one way or another for a long time to come...
A New Age Hitman? It has a certain cachet to it, I grant you, but like the Wizard of Oz, behind that creepy title lurks a trembling and insecure Sicko, ready and willing to sell his skills to the highest bidder.. Sticks and stones my boy.. Sticks and stones...*shrugs...
I'd dropped into the Bluff Meat Supply butchery up in Pinetown at lunchtime yesterday, only to find the entire road had their streetlights active.. *spews... Chances are high that the letter writers who dare to express their dismay at this blatant hypocrisy will be singled out for some 'special' attention by their local Area Controllers at some point down the line...
The mischief and lies surrounding Ballito's water supplies (or lack thereof), have me picturing Neil MacLeod in his orange boiler suit, and neatly incarcerated alongside his equally corrupt cronies the ex-City Planner Michael Sutcliffe, and the Superintendent of Electricity for Durban, young Allen Spence... There are simply no excuses good enough to cover the crooked behaviour of eThekwini's Head of Water and Sanitation, and that's the bottom line... "The whole of Durban is at risk of water shortages in the near future" yaps this ardent supporter of the Wireless Surveillance Project, blithely.... Am I reassured to think that a doubtless qualified Engineer such as MacLeod will have been researching the effects that all this technology is having on the population? Anyone tried pointing him to Karl Muller's posts for an easy-to-read insight on the dramatic effect this is already having on hundreds of community member's health and well-being?
No time to waste on that scare-mongering rubbish Neil? Like your cronies Spence and Sutcliffe, any spare time you have will be spent counting your shekels and figuring out which country you'll retire to, oppie ou einde?
I'm as baffled as I ever was at how so many intellectual bright sparks have been led to the point where they appear to believe their own lies... More archived studies donated by the Russian Behavioural Scientists, Jannie? Studies fallen on and devoured greedily by Vodafone in the nineties, when it was decided that South Africa was ripe for the plucking?
A country with just the right mix of those who desperately wanted to protect their existing wealth and those who wanted to become wealthy by fair means or foul? *nods...
I've seen and accepted the sheer futility of my efforts to reawaken the courage you once had, and still I stumble on, bleating in the wind...
The thing about being an Idiot is that you simply don't know when you're licked.. You think? *winks...
Something tells me (the Voices?) that it wouldn't be wise to cease reporting on Balliram's unique 'Management' skills, and that writing regularly of the ongoing sadistic methods this Sad Creature employs to entertain you, may eventually give his Master cause for concern...
To continue retaining an employee so blatantly precoccupied with his own self-gratification has to raise doubts on the veracity of his Employer.. Well, that's the general idea folks..*winks...
LATER at 6.30am
*I've just been permitted at least twenty totally pain-free minutes on Cloud 9. Further uncharacteristic and inexplicable behaviour from my Controller...*fascinated..*
I'll never know what prompted the nauseatingly gaggable letter on Page 19 of the latest Weekly Gazette, 2nd February, Issue 611. 'Time to celebrate Nayager's Life'.. Written by an ex-Chairman of the Reservoir Hills Sector Policing Forum, who it appears was oblivious to the contemptuous derision with which he came to be regarded by the very object of his belated praise...
A contempt that Nayager made no effort to conceal at our Motherbody Meetings, when their relationship finally soured, and a tradition that was continued happily by the new Manager at Dodge City, once the Sex Pest had been removed... *waves to the Crumb....
Anyone notice the dramatic increase in crime up in Westville since the hasty redeployment of their Station Head, the redoubtable Cln. Emmanuel? You hadn't connected the dots? Constable Clark? You going to come clean and admit that there's dirty work at the crossroads, or are you going to continue kidding yourself that the Good Guys are in any way in control of the Surveillance technology? *snorts... Have a good one guys..
Peace..
---oOo---
Friday 3rd February 2012 at 9.31am
Thursday, February 02, 2012
LIKE A CANARY...
(begun Thursday 2nd February at 2.25am..)
I'd rather err on the side of caution than not.. Besides, any sudden change in Balliram's routine is always worth sharing with you here, and this one's fairly startling...
The drastically cleared view to the wirelessed nunu receptors/enhancers dotted about our yard wasn't employed last night, and it remains oddly silent even now as I sit and scribble....
I'd staggered out of bed at 12.05pm for a pee and discovered that despite the weird lack of a background buzz kicking in, our Controller had been a busy boy...
The ache began with my already painful leg, only this time it included my lower spine and travelled right up to my shoulder, neck, and created a cap at the back of my skull... Wow! It appears the Wanker is as determined as ever to cause as much permanent damage as he can... Is this the method he was persuaded to use on his erstwhile pal, Glen Nayager? To chip away steadily over a period of time at the fellow's system, until it was a simple matter to administer a hefty enough dose of that particular transmission to cause actual chest pains?
Pains that had the frightened Sex Pest admitting himself to hospital just one week before his Arbitration Hearings, and seeing to it that the news was published in the Press, neatly and inadvertently setting up his own coup de gras for the following week. You think I'm kidding? What better way for Balliram to prove that he's genuinely crossed the floor, than to get him to lay the groundwork for Nayager's ultimate demise?
Don't give me that nobody knew where Nayager was holed up, either.. He'd become a loose cannon and his every damned move would've been reported back to Barnabas for months..
He could've sung like a canary and caused mega problems for many of the Projects Investors, hey Earl?
Attorney Nepaul is determined to get his fee from the deceased's estate, and I say he's more than earned it.. What the many hypocritical articles on Nayager's death failed to say, was that all the charges, (bar the sexual Harrassment) were dropped on technicalities alone.. Not that the man was in any way innocent on any one count, but that in each case, loopholes were found that allowed him to escape justice...*yawns...
I'm betting that right up until he was taken out permanently, Nayager believed he could pressure Ngobeni into dropping the Sexual Harrassment charges and have him re-instated up at Sydenham Station. I guess he figured he had enough stolen dirt on the Police Commissioner to make it happen, though it turns out his Mentor wasn't anywhere near as confident...
Make it look like a heart attack, Earl? A doddle to achieve, with the Pandora's box of frequency tricks that young Rezah brought down from Sentech, right? While Jannie van Zyl has upped the ante in Craigavon, and just the other day had Ms. Dorny collapse coughing blood nogal, his colleague Michael Barnabas was also resorting to the more lethal of the frequencies, this time employed against his own one-time Pet Monkey, Glen Nayager... Just tidying up loose ends, is about how the ex-Sydenham Station Commander's murder will be regarded by the Druglord and his Mafia Mob cronies...*shrugs...
It's now 3.10am and Nobby just started barking.. Got those old-fashioned cctv cameras operating there, Creep? While I very much doubt they're even hooked up to a monitor, it would be interesting to know what set your dog off at this ungodly hour...
I continue to stubbornly insist that there are camera-like devices in the streetlight cowlings, that may be activated at will, although I'm well aware that a hefty subscription to google-maps would work just as efficiently..*winks...
Will Balliram attempt to sell you on the idea that his warning alarm system has gone belly-up since Wednesday night, when the GW and I had argued briefly as to which direction that noisy buzzing had been coming from? Our confusion is understandable, as the sound is bounced from at least four regular points situated around my front yard... Not a creature can stir without our Controller's knowledge, and there are simply too many who know this to be a fact, for it to be denied..
I've no doubt that when intruders are tasked to invade our property, as with the removal of the little braai from our verandah, Balliram will shrug and say he was out of town or at a Meeting and unable to monitor our home at the time, and I guess it suits you to believe the crud...
I discovered yesterday that my access to the mybroadband Forum was more visibly corrupted than usual... Understandable I suppose, as Karl Muller had replied briefly to a private message I'd sent him... A reply that I confess had me utterly dismayed...
Hey, it was idiotic of me to ever consider that debbie would either wish to, or be in a position to keep up with my interminable ramblings... That I'd hoped against hope that she'd fill the Rocket Scientist in on how the Project is being operated down here in the Zone, and that all Muller had to do was look for the similarities up in Craigavon...
Despite my frustration I'd sent him another pm insisting that Ms. Dorny's fir trees didn't necessarily need to be in direct line of sight to a cellmast to suffer that damage, but that it could just as well have been achieved by a customised and otherwise ordinary-looking wall light like THIS one... A pm that will no doubt wash right on over his pointy head... *grins...
I did find that I was still mildly surprised to see that Garyvdh continues to embarrass himself openly by adding his crass 2 cents worth to the thread, and again I have to wonder at the promises, whether real or veiled, made to him by Jannie van Zyl...
Many of the comments made by Jannie's dwindling Fanbois in reply to the Rocket Scientist were astonishingly stupid, and believe me, I'm sufficiently qualified in that department to recognise them as such...
Has the Telecoms Strategist attempted to persuade any of the really credible posters to add a comment and give his Team of Squealers at least a modicum of credibility? Poisonous Rabbit? The pith-helmetted Observer down in PE? The site-owner's one-liner was marred by a smiley, though I'm guessing there was a certain amount of discussion before it was used? *sad for Rudolph...
*A chopper went by in the distance at 2.40am and still not a single even tentative squeak from any of the various wirelessed nunu enhancers nearby....*
It would appear that my Vice Chair continues to have more than his fair share of crud pumped into his home.. His feet still bother him at different hours of the day or night, and now he's developed flu-like symptoms as well.. Something that I'm fairly sure would be recognized by the Mast Fighter and her family...
All of my suggestions that this rubbish Special Operative be removed from his position have fallen on deaf ears, though Karl Muller himself states that there are many good people working in the telecoms industry..
I'm here to tell the Educator that though that may have once been the case, it's unlikely they're still in SA, as evidenced by Collin P. Balliram's continued employment... I've given you more than enough proof to show that the Cracker answers to no-one but himself and his own base urges... The fact that you still find him too useful to remove, confirms what I've said all along..
That it's a myth to believe there are in fact any genuinely Good Guys at the top of this sorry heap, and that a Druglord's word is now law...
On Tuesday I'd limped painfully into my bedroom to find I could actually put my hands out and feel the wall of heat in the corner... The agony that persisted in the top of my leg for the entire day was a clear indication of the levels of transmissions flooding our home.. As much as the Seriously Rotten continue to insist that the Cracker is vital to the Project, would I argue that he, like Nayager, has become a dangerously weak link, and a serious threat to the secrecy surrounding this appalling project...
Cut him from the herd working at the Ridge Road Wireless Station, and lean on him ever so gently, and that's about all it would take to have this bullying and sadistic Coward telling you everything you wish to know...
As so many of my other guesses and predictions have come to pass, I wait with interest to see if this one follows suit... Will it be as I said? Is the Chop being used to topple one set of criminals before their places are taken by others equally scurrilous, and in doing so will he blow the lid off this rank can of worms?
As brilliant as the Rocket Scientist surely is, there's simply no point in looking for help in that quarter, as he's off and running on a mission that appears to bypass and ignore the Big Brother technology altogether.. Dayem!
BTW - How are you? Any odd aches and pains lately? I wouldn't waste your time scuttling off to your GP either, as the poor chaps don't have a clue as to what ails you... Peace julle..
Thursday 2nd February 2012 at 6.54pm.
(begun Thursday 2nd February at 2.25am..)
I'd rather err on the side of caution than not.. Besides, any sudden change in Balliram's routine is always worth sharing with you here, and this one's fairly startling...
The drastically cleared view to the wirelessed nunu receptors/enhancers dotted about our yard wasn't employed last night, and it remains oddly silent even now as I sit and scribble....
I'd staggered out of bed at 12.05pm for a pee and discovered that despite the weird lack of a background buzz kicking in, our Controller had been a busy boy...
The ache began with my already painful leg, only this time it included my lower spine and travelled right up to my shoulder, neck, and created a cap at the back of my skull... Wow! It appears the Wanker is as determined as ever to cause as much permanent damage as he can... Is this the method he was persuaded to use on his erstwhile pal, Glen Nayager? To chip away steadily over a period of time at the fellow's system, until it was a simple matter to administer a hefty enough dose of that particular transmission to cause actual chest pains?
Pains that had the frightened Sex Pest admitting himself to hospital just one week before his Arbitration Hearings, and seeing to it that the news was published in the Press, neatly and inadvertently setting up his own coup de gras for the following week. You think I'm kidding? What better way for Balliram to prove that he's genuinely crossed the floor, than to get him to lay the groundwork for Nayager's ultimate demise?
Don't give me that nobody knew where Nayager was holed up, either.. He'd become a loose cannon and his every damned move would've been reported back to Barnabas for months..
He could've sung like a canary and caused mega problems for many of the Projects Investors, hey Earl?
Attorney Nepaul is determined to get his fee from the deceased's estate, and I say he's more than earned it.. What the many hypocritical articles on Nayager's death failed to say, was that all the charges, (bar the sexual Harrassment) were dropped on technicalities alone.. Not that the man was in any way innocent on any one count, but that in each case, loopholes were found that allowed him to escape justice...*yawns...
I'm betting that right up until he was taken out permanently, Nayager believed he could pressure Ngobeni into dropping the Sexual Harrassment charges and have him re-instated up at Sydenham Station. I guess he figured he had enough stolen dirt on the Police Commissioner to make it happen, though it turns out his Mentor wasn't anywhere near as confident...
Make it look like a heart attack, Earl? A doddle to achieve, with the Pandora's box of frequency tricks that young Rezah brought down from Sentech, right? While Jannie van Zyl has upped the ante in Craigavon, and just the other day had Ms. Dorny collapse coughing blood nogal, his colleague Michael Barnabas was also resorting to the more lethal of the frequencies, this time employed against his own one-time Pet Monkey, Glen Nayager... Just tidying up loose ends, is about how the ex-Sydenham Station Commander's murder will be regarded by the Druglord and his Mafia Mob cronies...*shrugs...
It's now 3.10am and Nobby just started barking.. Got those old-fashioned cctv cameras operating there, Creep? While I very much doubt they're even hooked up to a monitor, it would be interesting to know what set your dog off at this ungodly hour...
I continue to stubbornly insist that there are camera-like devices in the streetlight cowlings, that may be activated at will, although I'm well aware that a hefty subscription to google-maps would work just as efficiently..*winks...
Will Balliram attempt to sell you on the idea that his warning alarm system has gone belly-up since Wednesday night, when the GW and I had argued briefly as to which direction that noisy buzzing had been coming from? Our confusion is understandable, as the sound is bounced from at least four regular points situated around my front yard... Not a creature can stir without our Controller's knowledge, and there are simply too many who know this to be a fact, for it to be denied..
I've no doubt that when intruders are tasked to invade our property, as with the removal of the little braai from our verandah, Balliram will shrug and say he was out of town or at a Meeting and unable to monitor our home at the time, and I guess it suits you to believe the crud...
I discovered yesterday that my access to the mybroadband Forum was more visibly corrupted than usual... Understandable I suppose, as Karl Muller had replied briefly to a private message I'd sent him... A reply that I confess had me utterly dismayed...
Hey, it was idiotic of me to ever consider that debbie would either wish to, or be in a position to keep up with my interminable ramblings... That I'd hoped against hope that she'd fill the Rocket Scientist in on how the Project is being operated down here in the Zone, and that all Muller had to do was look for the similarities up in Craigavon...
Despite my frustration I'd sent him another pm insisting that Ms. Dorny's fir trees didn't necessarily need to be in direct line of sight to a cellmast to suffer that damage, but that it could just as well have been achieved by a customised and otherwise ordinary-looking wall light like THIS one... A pm that will no doubt wash right on over his pointy head... *grins...
I did find that I was still mildly surprised to see that Garyvdh continues to embarrass himself openly by adding his crass 2 cents worth to the thread, and again I have to wonder at the promises, whether real or veiled, made to him by Jannie van Zyl...
Many of the comments made by Jannie's dwindling Fanbois in reply to the Rocket Scientist were astonishingly stupid, and believe me, I'm sufficiently qualified in that department to recognise them as such...
Has the Telecoms Strategist attempted to persuade any of the really credible posters to add a comment and give his Team of Squealers at least a modicum of credibility? Poisonous Rabbit? The pith-helmetted Observer down in PE? The site-owner's one-liner was marred by a smiley, though I'm guessing there was a certain amount of discussion before it was used? *sad for Rudolph...
*A chopper went by in the distance at 2.40am and still not a single even tentative squeak from any of the various wirelessed nunu enhancers nearby....*
It would appear that my Vice Chair continues to have more than his fair share of crud pumped into his home.. His feet still bother him at different hours of the day or night, and now he's developed flu-like symptoms as well.. Something that I'm fairly sure would be recognized by the Mast Fighter and her family...
All of my suggestions that this rubbish Special Operative be removed from his position have fallen on deaf ears, though Karl Muller himself states that there are many good people working in the telecoms industry..
I'm here to tell the Educator that though that may have once been the case, it's unlikely they're still in SA, as evidenced by Collin P. Balliram's continued employment... I've given you more than enough proof to show that the Cracker answers to no-one but himself and his own base urges... The fact that you still find him too useful to remove, confirms what I've said all along..
That it's a myth to believe there are in fact any genuinely Good Guys at the top of this sorry heap, and that a Druglord's word is now law...
On Tuesday I'd limped painfully into my bedroom to find I could actually put my hands out and feel the wall of heat in the corner... The agony that persisted in the top of my leg for the entire day was a clear indication of the levels of transmissions flooding our home.. As much as the Seriously Rotten continue to insist that the Cracker is vital to the Project, would I argue that he, like Nayager, has become a dangerously weak link, and a serious threat to the secrecy surrounding this appalling project...
Cut him from the herd working at the Ridge Road Wireless Station, and lean on him ever so gently, and that's about all it would take to have this bullying and sadistic Coward telling you everything you wish to know...
As so many of my other guesses and predictions have come to pass, I wait with interest to see if this one follows suit... Will it be as I said? Is the Chop being used to topple one set of criminals before their places are taken by others equally scurrilous, and in doing so will he blow the lid off this rank can of worms?
As brilliant as the Rocket Scientist surely is, there's simply no point in looking for help in that quarter, as he's off and running on a mission that appears to bypass and ignore the Big Brother technology altogether.. Dayem!
BTW - How are you? Any odd aches and pains lately? I wouldn't waste your time scuttling off to your GP either, as the poor chaps don't have a clue as to what ails you... Peace julle..
Thursday 2nd February 2012 at 6.54pm.
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