Narcissus...
(begun Thursday 7th March at 4am..)


Did Balliram ever whine to Earl that Glen Nayager was bragging to anyone who'd listen, of their past exploits? How the ex-Sydenham Station Commander and his IT Cracker Monkey would pick out a list of targets to go after, using a combination of the surveillance technology and organised burglaries or hijackings? Was the fellow pissed off at losing his throne to a College upstart, and threatening to sink a few ships?
It's occurred to me that might be precisely why Nayager was taken out...  Maybe once the awful truth sank in, that there was no way he was ever going to resume those happy hours he'd spent with the Psycho next door, hacking into target's homes and invading their privacy using the Look & Listen technology, that he might have actually begun shooting off his mouth?

Imagine if he'd bumped into a friend of Cyril's during a particularly maudelin patch, and had said that between them, he and Balliram had caused plenty of mischief for No. 16, despite that Cyril was one of the initial Chosen?  Imagine if he'd started blabbing that the Tutor thing is in itself a cover, and that it's Prameet's Idol who actually talked those thieves into stealing the guest's vehicle from No. 16, and that it was Prameet's Gym Buddy who made sure the coast was clear for intruders to frighten his sister so badly on one memorable occasion...
That it was Balliram himself who continually spiked Cyril's house alarm, causing the unfortunate fellow to have to down tools and head home each time...

How often did I warn the Observer on these pages that that was exactly what was happening, and that the practise had continued long after Nayager had been relocated to the Bluff... So ja - I guess once the PTB had decided that the Expert in the Field was just that, and as such was too valuable to lose, Nayager's days were numbered... They'd already kitted out the Sadist in nice clean clothes and had slapped a snowy white hat on his head, and had him move his office from the Organised Crime team across to the Good Guys section at the Wireless Station, and now there's our Glen threatening to chirp and give the entire sordid game away to some of their ex-victims? If he'd been allowed to live on, all bitter and twisted, who's to say he wouldn't have popped in to the ex-Councillor's home after that shooting and muttered that it was his erstwhile partner in crime that would've talked those home invaders onto that property, using the streetlight cowling's visual devices to check that the coast was clear?

Nayager was a loose cannon and could have destroyed the efforts gone into Balliram's make-over, and therefore he had to go... Who was it that had given the Fence-jumping exercise the green light? Who was it that had said clean up the Bugger's act and we'll be happy to welcome him over to the Whitehat's Team?  Any ideas, O Frosted One?   I'd aver that from day one, mischief-making was at the top of Balliram's brief, and you have to admit he's not done too badly at all...
Chances are that a few doors up from ours, Narcissus is trying to convince his parents that he has nothing whatsoever to do with the mischief and misery taking place at ours, and that my assertions are nothing more than lies...

A difficult one, as the Observer can see for himself that it's unlikely I'd make it all up... The same with the shooting up the road on Wednesday.. Balliram tutored Aziz in the art of hacking and using the Laser program, so it's unbelievable to consider he could've been involved in that nasty home invasion in any way.. Really? Naturally I can't prove a thing, but there's more than enough room for reasonable doubt, and it's time that you good folks sat up and paid attention...
Balliram's fence jumping exercise was what would've had the final nail hammered into Nayager's coffin, so to speak, for he was the last straw that could've broken that camel's back bigtime...

As it is, the so-called Good guys are well aware of the Sadist's murderous capabilities and his achievements, and instead of slapping cuffs on the bastard, they've welcomed him on board.. That alone should've given at least a few of you some serious pause for thought, but apparently it hasn't...
From where I'm sitting, there's no difference at all between the Good and Bad Teams operating this surveillance technology, apart from the colour hats they get to wear.. *looks at the Snowman...

Am I an irritating old bitch, or what?  My tendency to repeatedly state the obvious has done me no favours, right?  Did I ever think for one moment that your lot would come galloping to our rescue and visibly remove this Blight from our landscape?  I guess not... Whether it was Jannie van Zyl or Michael Barnabas who'd had the pleasure all those years ago of whispering to the Sicko that he would come to OWN us, is irrelevant, for that's exactly what came about...

At 6.45pm last night the Monster had cranked up the BackFire frequency to teeth-grinding levels, and ten minutes later I'd sent off texts to Holson Mbhele, Logie Naidoo, Allen Spence, and the Hawk, saying 'Too early? Apparently not for whoever is on this monitoring shift in our home as the wireless levels rocket. Jane. sent at 6.55pm'
A minute later and I'd sent 'I am GATVOL of being abused by Collin P. Balliram using Sutcliffe's laser technology. Find me on Facebook.  Jane Lovejoy..  *ahhh..and the first of the pink Error Saving bars has just popped up...
It had nonetheless taken until 7.30pm before the BackFire levels had fallen away and I'd been allowed a modicum of peace...

I'd climbed into bed at 9pm and the first thing I'd noticed had been the appalling heat coming off of my little bedside lamp... By the time I'd closed the Kindle ten minutes later, that heat had vanished... *blinks...
Like I said, if you think your power supplies are operating on a standard 220 volts, you should really think again.. Balliram alone sucks up enormous amounts of power as he continues to direct his stooges into target's homes,  hence the occasional two hour or more blackouts he employs on a whim, to reassure his Superiors that he's attempting to recoup at least some of the losses.. Smarmy Dick...*mutters..

You can bet the dysfunctional Pervert is rubbing his filthy hands in delight at any possible discord in the Bhagirathee's home.. Nothing I say here will affect the 'special' relationship he has with Narcissus the GymNut, and will only serve to cause further upset to his good parents... Exactly the type of mischief that earned him his place as the Druglord's favourite, and that now has him rubbing shoulders with those who purport to be the Good Guys....  Not looking too good out there for those who continue to cling to their outdated principals, is it?  The Scum will continue to play each of you off against the other, until you simply don't know who to trust.. Neato...

Let me ask Cyril this .. If there is ANY good at all in this Grand Surveillance scheme, why the hesitation in approaching my Vice Chair?   Why the shifty back-door efforts that have up to this point had to be aborted each time?  If the Trojan Horse project is a genuine means of ousting the corrupt from power, surely my Honourable Vice Chair would leap at the chance to enlist?
*It's now 5.15am and another bunch of hairs in my inner ear just collapsed and died, as the whistling high-pitched shriek suddenly changed frequency dramatically... *winks...*
Could it be, Mr. B, that my VC would immediately see the entire premise as a load of criminal bullshit, and that is why the Recruitment Officers hang back, shuffling their feet? Was it decided to get at him via his own son, as has happened to your family?  Will your own offspring be employed to strike up a friendship with an unsuspecting K, and persuade him that the Laser Game is the only game in town?  We'll have to wait and see, won't we?

BTW - I've sent Logie Naidoo a Friend request on Facebook, as contrary to the Experiment's tenet, I believe in transparency... I checked out his albums last night and was amused to find a picture of the murderous Sifiso sitting hugger-mugger among what I assume to be Logie's friends?   Are you surprised?  Will that picture still be there when you go look?

LATER at 6.35am

Ads on my blog?  On two separate requests, the blogger team had let me know they couldn't find anything within my content to advertise.. Rubbish, the list is endless... Binoculars, cameras, Cloud 9 mattresses, weight loss products, and today you can add the Foodways? Centre at No. 5 Matlock Grove to the list.. The store's name has been badly printed on the flyer that had made it's way up against the garage door this morning, but their weekend specials, available from 6th march to 9th March, are readable enough.. *snorts..

LATER at 7.20am

Someone a little distracted this morning?  I'd been soaking blissfully painfree in the bath when it arrived and began it's prodding about my middle.. I'd remarked out loud and it had moved up to my chest before angrily abandoning that effort and kicking in a wall of BackFire instead.. THIS is suitable Monitor material? Grossness......
Peace..

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Thursday 7th March 2013 at 3.24pm.