Under siege....
(begun Saturday 26th January at 4am..)


What luck to find that Facebook notification in my mailbox yesterday.  Without it, I'd still be running round in circles, unable to find the threads that I'm interested in, on my VC's page... Course it came in way too late, and reeked of manipulation, but hey, any port in a storm.. *winks..
My finally signing up to FB has definitely given the goonda at No. 6 the opportunity to attempt to re-introduce some badly needed humour back into the situation, no matter how malicious it is...
When I'd finally staggered onto the Cato Manor Unit's FB support page, it was to find that yet another Officer was apparently down with heart problems, and this one is due to have an op on Monday... *blinks..

A set-up? Hey, it's always possible, although this one sounded like the genuine thing, as opposed to Eva and Auerbach... The FB site creator's update was rather more interesting, and she'd posted of problems with a kidney infection, to which I'd made my standard comment... I figure at this point it doesn't really matter which ailments are real and due to the technology, or which are red-herrings, as long as I use the opportunity to bring up the laser/wireless surveillance system, in the hopes that it'll get maybe one or two readers connecting the dots...

I'd woken and gone through for a pee at about 3.45am this morning, and had taken a really clumsy hit to my right side as I sat there on the loo... *eyeroll... Instead of being irritated, I was mildly pleased, as it confirmed the attacks were coming from the ChickenCoop side.. How often do I totter through and sit there briefly only to see that golden line slide along my lower eyelid as the Pervert joins me in the toilet FFS... It's business, Sicko?  My early morning whizz is vital to your data collection?   Sure it is...

It's now 4.30am, and I've just taken some more determined jabs to the side nearest der Bunker, followed by a needle to the eye, as Millie roars awake... The Flake next door clearly feels the urge to re-affirm his Ownership, poor Sod...
Speaking of which - Miss R had called out of the blue at around 5pm yesterday, and we'd danced to the usual orchestrated mischief considered so appealing by what passes for a Special Operative, as the lines were dropped, and my cellphone's full charge slammed so hard that it switched itself off...
She'd called back half an hour later, and had been allowed to fill me in on the fun and games over in Crouch Road..

Her knees?  You're going after her knees? She's got to be somewhere around my kid's age, so if you don't mind me saying so, that's an really odd choice of area to attack?  Turns out she's also been introduced to the Nausea frequency at some point, which shows some serious intent on her Controller's part surely?   Ain't that right, Mr. Spence?
One of the top of the line frequencies in the arsenal, that can do the target more physical damage in a minute, than a whole bunch of the others put together?  You keeping up here, Al?  After all, none of this would be possible without the role you and your boys have played in installing this magical technology?

What do you think your ex-Mentor is up to, right this minute?  Is the twisted little fellow rummaging frantically through his vast data base of Leverage files, trying to match them to any of the posters on my VC's newly created Manase Report Group at Facebook?  Has he already added a couple of names to Balliram's work-load?   Should I suggest that my VC opens a second Group, entitled Ailments acquired by Members of the Manase Report Facebook Group since they've joined?  As Asherville is currently under siege, I'd suggest that any posters from around that area would be the first to note the sudden arrival of kidney, or colon, or even knee problems, depending on the severity of the punishment ordered by Sutcliffe for their participation on FB.

Instead of retreating in terrified silence as so many do, wouldn't it be great if the targeted victims were to post of their weird ailments on my VC's page, and I'm damned sure you'd begin to see a pattern emerging...
Has Sutcliffe already begun making calls threatening legal action against any of those posters?  Would he dare try that route with the Honourable Man himself? *curious...
As tempting as it's been for the Corrupt to entice my VC aboard the Yellow Army train, as a feather in their cap, they've backed away from him each time, and wisely so....

What can you do to stop this tidal wave of cancers spreading across the Zone, Deena?  You can wake up to the fact that the Trojan Horse Operation is a scam, and is so much bullshit, (ask Yogesh), and that Roux and Petruccione's collaborative efforts are anything but 'perfectly safe,' and are the direct cause of so much illness in the area... That, and the fact that the technology is in the hands of laymen of extremely questionable character.. *looks at the poor Sod... See how I'm trying to be diplomatic and tactful here, Balliram?  Those in the know will have recognized you for the raging Psycho you are, but for the parents of so many of your young trainees, let's stick to the term 'questionable character', shall we?  *winks..

Can you imagine your precious young-adult offspring being coached and encouraged to find amusement in targetting a vulnerable bed-ridden old woman with the laser options?  Can you picture the fruit of your loins being told to practise their laser accuracy skills on the local canine population? The mere idea revolts you?
I'm here to tell you that it's rather too late to make a fuss about it now.. That once you agreed to allow your child to join the ranks of the New Age Yellow Army, and to attend coaching sessions, the insidious break-down of all the moral values you worked so hard to instill in them, would've begun...
In almost unnoticably small ways, these youngsters will gradually be indoctrinated to believe that honesty, integrity, and compassion, are outdated and unnecessary, and I kid you not.. Schadenfreude is set to become the mantra of the Yellow Army recruits, and satisfaction at others misery will be the order of the day.. Sad, but true...

LATER at 5.55am

Miss R tells me that despite the locks, her apartment is being accessed so that her tormentors may thieve her belongings, though that is highly unlikely to be the reason for their clandestine visits.. No - Her unwanted visitors will have their pockets full of the various chemical compounds and substances that, judiciously applied about those rooms, will allow her Controller to more precisely target his victim...
Balliram had managed to inflict a great deal of physical damage on his Labrats by using these laser bounce-off points daubed carefully about our homes.. Bounce-off points that I would never ever have discovered, were it not for my digital camera and it's zoom function..
The bright blue copper sulfate applied to the screw heads in our chrome plated door handles are totally invisible to the naked eye, and were discovered purely by accident as I went through those photos using the zoom option.. The clear substance applied with such a heavy hand to the kist and sideboard in our lounge, dries to an unpleasant, matt finish, that no amount of damp cloths and Handy Andy will remove...
If like me, you're the furthest thing from a house-proud, dedicated Home Executive, chances are you won't discover these applications until it's way too late, and many of them will go totally unnoticed without the aid of a camera...

Miss R. is young, and despite Balliram's best efforts I suspect she still has her wits about her.  She should start to look for marks made on her walls and furniture that weren't there before.. Tiny white blobs of what could be shrugged off as gekko poo should be rubbed off, and any obviously recently added marks removed or taped over with black insulation tape (though whether that last helps is unknown...).
They are not accessing your apartment to steal from you Miss R, but to bring you gifts.. Gifts that without a camera, you're highly unlikely to find..
Of rather more concern comes the news of the cable layers outside Miss R's relative's home in Asherville, seen on several occasions in recent weeks...

Good people, soon to experience the effects of their power supplies being accessed by the Cracker, Collin P. Balliram?  Will Miss R take it upon herself to check regularly whether her family are experiencing any sharp headaches or mysterious waves of heat in their home?  Balliram has a long history of going after vulnerable females, and I guess the Auntie is set to confirm this in the near future... *vomits..
Caution?  Why would my Master bother with caution, when he considers himself omnipotent.. ? After all, there's no way these attacks could ever be traced back to the Chop himself... True, but as long as you remember who it was that likely tutored the relevant Controller in the dark arts of the laser/wireless weaponry, you'll have the real culprit dead to rights...Worth his weight in gold, Mr. van Zyl?

Miss R should pay attention to any problems her auntie has with their geyser, and if they have aircon, that might be the route used by these thugs.. More problems than usual with their landline, and frequent dips to their house lights can be sure to confirm a sudden increased attention being paid to those occupants...
I gather the young would-be activist has taken to distributing printouts of certain of my blogs among the Community, in an effort to wake them up to what's happening under their noses...
A noble, if futile gesture, as I could probably number on one hand, the few who can follow my tortured writing.. It would be far better to refer them to my newly created Facebook page to see for themselves the visible proof of what surrounds them in the very air they breath, here in the Zone...

The Cato Manor Org. Crime FB support group?  I continue to believe that both Eva and Auerbach's deaths could've been prevented, but will have to regard any further Officer's claims of heart problems with caution..
Peace..

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Saturday 26th January 2013 at 2.48pm.