HARSH REALITY..
(begun Monday 27th February at 4.50am..)
So Johan Booysens was ultimately answerable for the actions of the killer unit stationed in Cato Manor? If this entire exercise was designed to show how the Surveillance technology may be used to aid the Good Team, we're in for a battle royal...
What I'd have to ask immediately, is whether Booysens is aware that his casually spoken words made in the so-called privacy of his own home, may now be enhanced, recorded, and relayed back to a nearby Area Controller? Is he fully aware of the devices hidden in the streetlight cowlings, and how swiftly they may be activated to monitor his movements? Who is ostensibly the 'owner' of the area in which Booysens resides, or is the cop canny enough to keep moving?
Nayager had foolishly assumed he was safe, and look at how he ended up FFS.. Would Booysens recognise any gout-like symptoms, or a change in his heart rate, for what they were, or would he blindly put them down to justifiable stress, and head off to a trusted family GP?
Are Wantitall making a killing on their radiation measuring devices, and does Booysen himself carry one with him wherever he goes? Are they reliable, and who exactly is the importer? *fascinated... Man, you've got to be realistic here. If at any stage they have to be plugged in to the power supply for charging purposes, they would immediately become open to corruption by a keen-eyed Area Controller tasked to watch a particular address, and specifically what devices are plugged into which jackpoints.. You think I'm kidding? Hah!
In Booysen's case, every aspect of monitoring will be employed, and I'm guessing that should he spend more than two nights in a row at the same address, he won't be able to count on his own personal radiation meter to give him an accurate reading...
How often have I told you of Balliram's ability to drain a battery remotely? How B.Snr's car would be put to bed in good order overnight, only to find the following morning that the battery had been drained completely.. A nifty little party trick that our crooked Controller employed on Sue the Book's car a couple of time as well, before he was told that that particular bit of magic was best kept under wraps?
How many times have I muttered aloud that there was something going on up in the street that was worthy of recording for my photo album, only to find that once I'd climbed the stairs and switched on the camera and focused it, it would suddenly go nuts and switch itself on and off or inform me that the batteries needed replacing? *winks..
It's now 5.45am, and as I sit here next to the computer in the lounge, the Broken Hip frequency kicks in without any warning, and a couple of startled hadedas roosting in the avo tree cry out in surprise..*grins.. I remark aloud to the brute that I will happily snitch on his behaviour here, and I go over to check that the jackpoint behind the TV is switched off....
Astonishingly, when I sat back down only a minute later, the Broken Hip frequency had gone, and he tentatively tried the pain in the neck frequency instead ..*eyeroll... Did Sue the Book endure another of those ghastly headaches once she'd retired to bed last night, or was the Sadist advised to discontinue that particularly malevolent practise? Bastard.. *spits..
Do V and his fellow droogs carry about a tiny vial with an easy-to-apply nozzle that contains a liquid that once applied to a surface, gives off a luminescent glow? A glow that is easily picked up by the technology Balliram operates, and which allows him to enhance the attacks with precision? I care nothing for your hoots of mirth at my attempts to figure out what exactly it is that causes Millie to cry out occasionally, as I walk down the path outside the lounge window...
Or for that matter, why the signal is now so strong as I stand at the kitchen sink, where I'm more often than not battered by whatever vile frequency my Controller has opted to use at that point... Something minute, that's hastily applied to the courtyard wall, where it's unlikely I would ever recognise it? It's a grey dawn outside and I've switched off all the outer spotlights, though as I've told you, this doesn't affect the wireless flooding into our house in any way, and the pressure in my ears is increasing as I scribble here... *blinks..
The desk lamp suddenly dips as the Sadist seeks to pinpoint my new location, and Millie finally starts to protest.. When in doubt, use the tried and trusted BackFire to get your point across, o Pig of the Century? Hey, if it works, why not...?
I'd hazard there's very few of you who are privy to the full reality of the systematic assaults carried out by Collin P. Balliram, and that for the most part they will continue to be laughed off as the ramblings of a Simpleton... Do I appear bothered by this in any way? There you go then... *grins..
At 6am sharp, the Creature cracked noisily in behind the TV, making no attempt at stealth whatsoever.. To demonstrate his irritation he upped the BackFire a level or two, in a spiteful effort to remind me just who's running this show... Predictability has become the bane of our Precious Controller, without a doubt..*snorts...
You simply can't use the words benevolence and Roy Moodley in the same breath, no matter what lengths the millionaire racehorse owner goes to, to hide his ties to the local mafia...
Time to replace your PRO Roy, or at the least have a picture taken for public consumption that doesn't shriek dodgy...? Sunday Times Extra, Page 5 has the politically connected Royal Security owner running rings around a fellow Umhlanga resident..
Will Dayalan Gopal Pillay capitulate and accept Roy's generous offer, or will he foolishly attempt to stand his ground, risking both his and his family's health in the process? Any friends of Dayalan's may care to check whether the surveillance technology on the streetlights outside his home in Umhlanga has been activated? The women in that home are likely to be the first to feel the effects of Mr. Moodley's attentions, by way of the Burning Hands or Pins and Needles symptoms... Ag, I've given you all the signs to look for, and if you're a true friend of Pillay's you'll follow up my warning... *shrugs...
And how's young Rajiv Narandas doing these days? The latest picture in the press a couple of weeks back, had him continuing to look like the cat who'd got the cream, and I assume he's still supremely confident that by fair means or foul, he can stall the court proceedings long enough for the dead boy's parents to give up and shut up.. Has Roy been unable to entice the Singh's Area Controller away from his connection to Narandas, despite all his efforts, or has he joined forces with the steroid-soaked youngster to ostensibly assist him? Interesting times fosho....
We had to skip watching The King's Speech last night as it overlapped the second episode of the unmissable Downton Abbey.. Hopefully Multi-Choice will run the movie again soon, at a time suitable for the ancient.. If your old folks have resisted DSTV up to now, it's time to persuade them to invest... And yes - I've not forgotten that Multi-Choice are playing their part in ultimately harnessing the population for the telecoms industry, but I don't give a toss, and am all too happy to escape the harsh realities of life in front of the goggle-box. Sies vir my...
Peace..
---oOo---
Monday 27th February 2012 at 8.50am.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
TIGHTROPE...
(begun Friday 24th February at 3.25pm..)
*Problems with iBurst since yesterday morning? You don't say? Booting up much earlier had Desktop throwing up a Windows message saying 'Your computer has recovered from a serious error'.. After that I was treated to a series of Secure Connection Failed and the like. All this due to a general problem with iBurst? Wow! *winks.. A restore, defrag, and critical areas scan later, and I'm hanging in here by the skin of my teeth..*
Balliram hasn't even bothered to wait until the GW headed off to the shops before he cranked up the levels of BackFire to a spiteful degree.. Hell, why should he bother to hide?
Maybe I've had it wrong from the start.. Maybe the many residents spellbound by the Project's premise were told early on of the cameras and home-invasive audio monitoring abilities of this magical wireless technology.
It's always possible that the Druglord convinced the Suckers that there's no-one available to monitor that side of the technology, and that it's still in it's early testing stages and won't affect them..*chokes...
Meanwhile, back at the old ranch, situated under the red and white radio mast on Ridge Road, it's another story entirely, hey chaps?
Repeated visits to designated targets across the Zone are causing them all manner of ailments, are they not? By now there will have been more than a few fatalities as a direct result of these attentions, and I guess Jannie will shrug it off as a necessary toughening-up of the Area Controllers for the war that lies ahead.. What war? So far it's been a one-sided massacre of the innocent of all ages, so tellus, what befokte war?
Is Roy Moodley, Michael Barnabas' counterpart for Umhlanga and Phoenix?
My word, but have you seen just how many companies have signed up for his Royal Security operation? SAPS!?? *snorts... Is our Roy another who whispers to the Opposition that he supports them, while out in public he wears an ANC BigWig uniform?
Double dealing so rife that it has you unable to tell the Good from the Bad? Just the way Jannie's Superiors like it?
While you may be salivating at the thought of FTTH actually being within your reach, you'd best keep your fingers crossed that Mr. van Zyl finds you worthy of an invite to his Network.. The Chosen here in Sherwood who have had fibre stuffed through their waterlines right into their homes, appear to have escaped the fallout from this magical technology.. This IMHO only confirms that it's due to the deliberate personal attentions of Collin P. Balliram, employing the wireless over powerlines, that has the rest of us on our knees and suffering...
Have Telkom's white wireless boxes made it onto the streetlight poles in your area yet?
Down in Knysna? Stellenbosch? Don't be fooled by all the other purveyors of fibre now touting their wares... Telkom's Network is the one to watch... Those canny thieves will be working across the country with your local municipalities, to achieve stealthy access to your homes, via your powerlines...
It should be a fairly simple exercise to follow their progress via your local freesheets, and specifically the Letters to the Editor pages...
Cable theft, lights left on during the day, massive water runoffs, surges taking out your appliances, and your house lights dipping, are all clear indications that you have a gate-crasher visiting your home, and chances are you will find the standard voltage? levels to your house will increase dramatically, and your plug pins will regularly become dangerously hot...
Were your own Area Controller to find your private conversations entertaining, and begin to visit you frequently, you may find that you acquire 'tinnitis' or begin experiencing Knives to the Fingers or Hand or even pins and needles .... These symptoms will be brushed aside airily by that Master of Subterfuge, Jannie van Zyl, as absolutely nothing to worry about..*chokes..
Bearing in mind that his Bosses have had well over a decade to lay the groundwork, any anxious queries raised will be glossed over by a pack of well-rehearsed lies... *yawns... Doubtless you will be made to feel a weakling should you continue to express your concerns, and the threat of becoming ostracised will have you toeing the line smartly... Has the Telecoms Agent filled your heads with grand tales of the Oppostion ousting the Ruling Party, and corruption becoming a thing of the past, simply through the use of the wireless/fibre technology? *eyeroll..
Sunday 26th February at 5.30am
Two rather larger-than-life humans, plus two chubby dogs, crammed on one bed however big, didn't make for much sleep last night...The youngsters are down from Rosetta for a couple of days, and we've had to double up as a result...
Speaking of which - The Telkom lines running by my kid's landlady's home on the Kamberg Road were 'stolen' back in December, and two months later, there's been no sign of them being replaced... The Aviator had been on the verge of signing up for Telkom's adsl service, as using his cellphone to connect is proving horrendously expensive.. Their landlady is a fairly recent widow and well into her seventies, and is now forced to rely solely on her cellphone for communication ..
A pretty untenable situation when you consider her vulnerability, and the fact that the 'stolen' lines feed all the houses on the opposite side of the road as well...
Having myself witnessed several powerful lights active during daylight hours, from among those homes, I guess it's safe to assume that that stretch of the Kamberg Road is fully wired with the magical surveillance technology and that either Earl or Roy have a stooge installed nearby as Area Controller... Unlikely as it is that either Balliram or his Mentor Barnabas will admit to it, the likelihood that the outbuilding that my kid occupies is wired, is more than probable.... It must have been the year before last, while she'd been visiting the Aviator over in the UK, that news had come that her living quarters had been accessed, but that nothing had been taken... Her 'visitors' had not been surprised during the act, as the breakin had only been discovered sometime during the next day...
My point? That if, as I strongly suspect, there is a designated Area Controller now living in one of those nearby homes, who is privy to the most intimate of conversations held in what my kid regards as the privacy of her home, the very least that you owe them is to have the landline cabling replaced, and to cut the crap once and for all...
I don't wish to find that either she or her elderly landlady become the victims of some heinous organised crime, where having access to something as basic as a bloody landline could have saved them.. *snarls...
Make a plan Stan... Override the protests of the curry mob or whoever it is that oversees that backwater in Rosetta, and replace their landline.. Make it known that it's off-limits to the crews hired to remove the cabling, and at least up the odds a fraction, that they may survive this engineered holocaust....
My son was finally able to access his Amazon Gift certificate, the night before last.. A small miracle, for which I'm duly grateful...
Whether merely an administrative error or not, is unknown, and I've not yet enquired whether his geyser problems have been sorted out. His sister tells me that he is currently limping about in pain due to a back problem he acquired at the gym.
Some of you will appreciate why this latest news has my antenna quivering, though most of you will as usual, laugh it off.. If it's nothing to do with his apartment in Camden being wired, a course of Voltaren should see him on the mend quite swiftly, and if not, and he remains inexplicably lame, I would again draw your attention to these remarkable coincidences...
Geyser problems, internet problems, and now physical problems, sound all too familiar, do they not?
You're welcome to toss the paranoid chestnut my way, but to those of you who've managed to evade a total brainwashing, I ask, no, I BEG, that you keep my kids safe from the criminal element that the telecoms industry have seen fit to employ.. Namely, Collin P. Balliram and his colleagues in crime..
I finally staggered through to the lounge this morning after 5am to find a text waiting for me, requesting me to go over to Bechet.. The details show that it arrived on the 25th Feb at 20:41:10, though at 8pm last night the lounge was swarming with family, and yet no-one heard it arrive. *blinks.. Balliram? As my personal Network Admin have you any idea why that sms came in on silent, and why? *regards the crooked Controller with interest...
There are good people over there, and the less I have to do with them, the happier Earl is?
It's now 6.30am and the Sadist enhances his listening pleasure by thumping into the lounge behind the TV, though he's been here with me for ages, and had squeezed my ears to eye-watering levels well over an hour ago, as I sat here next to the computer... *yawns...
LATER at 8am
I went up to fetch the Sunday papers and found Sue the Book at her gates. A chat revealed that lately, on going to bed, she has been experiencing horrendous headaches...
Our Area Controller's excuse for this latest disgusting display of perverted power? Sue says that despite the problems with her spine, she hasn't been bothered by headaches at all until recently, and that these only ever occur after she goes to bed... Pretty damning if you ask me, and another reason why this Psychotic Sadist needs to be incarcerated as soon as possible..
Peace..
---oOo---
Sunday 26th FEbruary 2012 at 11.46am.
(begun Friday 24th February at 3.25pm..)
*Problems with iBurst since yesterday morning? You don't say? Booting up much earlier had Desktop throwing up a Windows message saying 'Your computer has recovered from a serious error'.. After that I was treated to a series of Secure Connection Failed and the like. All this due to a general problem with iBurst? Wow! *winks.. A restore, defrag, and critical areas scan later, and I'm hanging in here by the skin of my teeth..*
Balliram hasn't even bothered to wait until the GW headed off to the shops before he cranked up the levels of BackFire to a spiteful degree.. Hell, why should he bother to hide?
Maybe I've had it wrong from the start.. Maybe the many residents spellbound by the Project's premise were told early on of the cameras and home-invasive audio monitoring abilities of this magical wireless technology.
It's always possible that the Druglord convinced the Suckers that there's no-one available to monitor that side of the technology, and that it's still in it's early testing stages and won't affect them..*chokes...
Meanwhile, back at the old ranch, situated under the red and white radio mast on Ridge Road, it's another story entirely, hey chaps?
Repeated visits to designated targets across the Zone are causing them all manner of ailments, are they not? By now there will have been more than a few fatalities as a direct result of these attentions, and I guess Jannie will shrug it off as a necessary toughening-up of the Area Controllers for the war that lies ahead.. What war? So far it's been a one-sided massacre of the innocent of all ages, so tellus, what befokte war?
Is Roy Moodley, Michael Barnabas' counterpart for Umhlanga and Phoenix?
My word, but have you seen just how many companies have signed up for his Royal Security operation? SAPS!?? *snorts... Is our Roy another who whispers to the Opposition that he supports them, while out in public he wears an ANC BigWig uniform?
Double dealing so rife that it has you unable to tell the Good from the Bad? Just the way Jannie's Superiors like it?
While you may be salivating at the thought of FTTH actually being within your reach, you'd best keep your fingers crossed that Mr. van Zyl finds you worthy of an invite to his Network.. The Chosen here in Sherwood who have had fibre stuffed through their waterlines right into their homes, appear to have escaped the fallout from this magical technology.. This IMHO only confirms that it's due to the deliberate personal attentions of Collin P. Balliram, employing the wireless over powerlines, that has the rest of us on our knees and suffering...
Have Telkom's white wireless boxes made it onto the streetlight poles in your area yet?
Down in Knysna? Stellenbosch? Don't be fooled by all the other purveyors of fibre now touting their wares... Telkom's Network is the one to watch... Those canny thieves will be working across the country with your local municipalities, to achieve stealthy access to your homes, via your powerlines...
It should be a fairly simple exercise to follow their progress via your local freesheets, and specifically the Letters to the Editor pages...
Cable theft, lights left on during the day, massive water runoffs, surges taking out your appliances, and your house lights dipping, are all clear indications that you have a gate-crasher visiting your home, and chances are you will find the standard voltage? levels to your house will increase dramatically, and your plug pins will regularly become dangerously hot...
Were your own Area Controller to find your private conversations entertaining, and begin to visit you frequently, you may find that you acquire 'tinnitis' or begin experiencing Knives to the Fingers or Hand or even pins and needles .... These symptoms will be brushed aside airily by that Master of Subterfuge, Jannie van Zyl, as absolutely nothing to worry about..*chokes..
Bearing in mind that his Bosses have had well over a decade to lay the groundwork, any anxious queries raised will be glossed over by a pack of well-rehearsed lies... *yawns... Doubtless you will be made to feel a weakling should you continue to express your concerns, and the threat of becoming ostracised will have you toeing the line smartly... Has the Telecoms Agent filled your heads with grand tales of the Oppostion ousting the Ruling Party, and corruption becoming a thing of the past, simply through the use of the wireless/fibre technology? *eyeroll..
Sunday 26th February at 5.30am
Two rather larger-than-life humans, plus two chubby dogs, crammed on one bed however big, didn't make for much sleep last night...The youngsters are down from Rosetta for a couple of days, and we've had to double up as a result...
Speaking of which - The Telkom lines running by my kid's landlady's home on the Kamberg Road were 'stolen' back in December, and two months later, there's been no sign of them being replaced... The Aviator had been on the verge of signing up for Telkom's adsl service, as using his cellphone to connect is proving horrendously expensive.. Their landlady is a fairly recent widow and well into her seventies, and is now forced to rely solely on her cellphone for communication ..
A pretty untenable situation when you consider her vulnerability, and the fact that the 'stolen' lines feed all the houses on the opposite side of the road as well...
Having myself witnessed several powerful lights active during daylight hours, from among those homes, I guess it's safe to assume that that stretch of the Kamberg Road is fully wired with the magical surveillance technology and that either Earl or Roy have a stooge installed nearby as Area Controller... Unlikely as it is that either Balliram or his Mentor Barnabas will admit to it, the likelihood that the outbuilding that my kid occupies is wired, is more than probable.... It must have been the year before last, while she'd been visiting the Aviator over in the UK, that news had come that her living quarters had been accessed, but that nothing had been taken... Her 'visitors' had not been surprised during the act, as the breakin had only been discovered sometime during the next day...
My point? That if, as I strongly suspect, there is a designated Area Controller now living in one of those nearby homes, who is privy to the most intimate of conversations held in what my kid regards as the privacy of her home, the very least that you owe them is to have the landline cabling replaced, and to cut the crap once and for all...
I don't wish to find that either she or her elderly landlady become the victims of some heinous organised crime, where having access to something as basic as a bloody landline could have saved them.. *snarls...
Make a plan Stan... Override the protests of the curry mob or whoever it is that oversees that backwater in Rosetta, and replace their landline.. Make it known that it's off-limits to the crews hired to remove the cabling, and at least up the odds a fraction, that they may survive this engineered holocaust....
My son was finally able to access his Amazon Gift certificate, the night before last.. A small miracle, for which I'm duly grateful...
Whether merely an administrative error or not, is unknown, and I've not yet enquired whether his geyser problems have been sorted out. His sister tells me that he is currently limping about in pain due to a back problem he acquired at the gym.
Some of you will appreciate why this latest news has my antenna quivering, though most of you will as usual, laugh it off.. If it's nothing to do with his apartment in Camden being wired, a course of Voltaren should see him on the mend quite swiftly, and if not, and he remains inexplicably lame, I would again draw your attention to these remarkable coincidences...
Geyser problems, internet problems, and now physical problems, sound all too familiar, do they not?
You're welcome to toss the paranoid chestnut my way, but to those of you who've managed to evade a total brainwashing, I ask, no, I BEG, that you keep my kids safe from the criminal element that the telecoms industry have seen fit to employ.. Namely, Collin P. Balliram and his colleagues in crime..
I finally staggered through to the lounge this morning after 5am to find a text waiting for me, requesting me to go over to Bechet.. The details show that it arrived on the 25th Feb at 20:41:10, though at 8pm last night the lounge was swarming with family, and yet no-one heard it arrive. *blinks.. Balliram? As my personal Network Admin have you any idea why that sms came in on silent, and why? *regards the crooked Controller with interest...
There are good people over there, and the less I have to do with them, the happier Earl is?
It's now 6.30am and the Sadist enhances his listening pleasure by thumping into the lounge behind the TV, though he's been here with me for ages, and had squeezed my ears to eye-watering levels well over an hour ago, as I sat here next to the computer... *yawns...
LATER at 8am
I went up to fetch the Sunday papers and found Sue the Book at her gates. A chat revealed that lately, on going to bed, she has been experiencing horrendous headaches...
Our Area Controller's excuse for this latest disgusting display of perverted power? Sue says that despite the problems with her spine, she hasn't been bothered by headaches at all until recently, and that these only ever occur after she goes to bed... Pretty damning if you ask me, and another reason why this Psychotic Sadist needs to be incarcerated as soon as possible..
Peace..
---oOo---
Sunday 26th FEbruary 2012 at 11.46am.
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