A tale of woe..?
(begun Monday 29th April at 3.05am...)


His mother's pride and joy had waited as always until his little Missus was dead to the world, and it was 12.45am when he'd barrelled into ours to administer a vicious beating... The coup de gras? A savage knife to the back, accompanied by the vice-like clamp to both my sides, and boy, was I awake in an instant.  The donkey-kick had followed me to the loo and then down to the lounge to check on the dog, and he'd continued to apply pressure long after I'd gone back to bed, until he got bored and I'd been permitted to fall asleep...
I woke again at 2.45am with not so much as a hint of my earlier pain, though now I'm up, there's an echo of that dull ache in my lower back...

Is the Writer encountering an increased number of patients with similar tales of woe?  They've never had a single problem with their back/knees/wrists, and yet when they woke the day before, they were in agony?  Does the Writer see a growing number of cases of that spasmodic, dry hacking cough, that whatever he prescribes (short of cortisone) won't get rid of it?  Has he ever considered researching the symptoms of radiation sickness to find answers to at least some of these mysterious ailments that are on the increase?
How many patients has he referred for knee-replacements since 2006, and how many has he diagnosed with bursitis or tinnitis?  Could he reassure me and say that although there's been a marked increase in cancers due to the stresses of modern day living, for the rest he's noticed nothing out of the ordinary?

Facebook tells me that I loaded 79 new photos onto my Rise of the Yellow Army album yesterday.  Did you find the time to check them out?  Sure, I've yet to add the locations and when they were taken, but I figure there are those of you like the Superintendent of Electricity for Durban, who will recognize several of those places straight off....
Those shots taken in Cowies Hill last month for instance, and the mercury-vapour streetlight that's active mid-morning... The inevitable double-door box a hundred yards from my uncle's front gate at Amber Valley, and the towering wireless mast on the hill overlooking his complex.
Are the Snowman or even the Chirpster sufficiently involved in the Experiment to be told the truth regarding my uncle, or would his petite mal seizures be brushed aside as age related, and nothing else?

The old guy is linked to Enforce and he does a great deal of work with several Sector Policing Forums, but it will have been his connection to me that had his powerlines accessed by a nearby Area Controller, and his privacy invaded on a regular basis...
Those unavoidable surges of EMR that flood the room as a particular jackpoint is isolated and accessed, have taken their toll on the guy bigtime, and I guess he's been having those mini blackouts for about two years, as a result...
Would your contacts admit to the exact date that the Experiment technology kicked off in the Ambleside Road area, and that radio mast on the hill was made compatible to run Petruccione/s invasive laser program?

Ag Frosty, you know I'm right, and that J was singled out for additional visits over his powerlines, and that as a result his immune system is now hanging by a thread... That even when he's out at a function, if a particular frequency is activated, the guy's head can simply shut down, and that one of these days it's going to be a grande mal that finishes him off...   Are you awed by this astonishing weaponry?  Do you consider the ability to access someone's privacy without their knowledge to be a wondrous thing?  Do you regard handing over the powerlines to civilians to control, simply because they have the ability to use a computer, an excellent idea?

Is any sort of background check ever run on these individuals, to decide whether they join the Good Team or the Organised Mischief-making Crime Team, in each specific neighbourhood?  Do the majority of Area Controllers swing both ways, and will lend a hand to both the determindly good and the seriously rotten, if required?
Are you aware of each and every one of the Cadet laser-gamers in your street, Stephen?  Are you absolutely certain you know them all?  Does your own home form a link in the chain, and have you knowingly added additional lights outdoors to aid the blessed signal?
As a man of letters, how can you not see the huge pitfalls that go hand in hand with this astonishingly sophisticated technology? Have you come to appreciate and accept the killing abilities of the wireless weaponry, and to grasp the destruction it's causing?

Your barely-concealed rage and irritation towards those you regard as Fools is still there, and I'd suggest again that a couple of weeks spent deep in the country, away from that foul mast, would do you the world of good..  It's all very well to spend the better part of your shift away from the Station itself, but I'd have to guess that the levels of the Experiment technology covering Westville are fast catching up to those here in the Zone... You'll take your chances?  Hey, if you're genuinely with the Good guys, your community might appreciate it if you lasted a bit longer, and weren't quite so gung-ho with regards to your exposure.. Just saying...

You've gotta love how I waffle on about taking preventative measures when really it's just a giant game of Russian Roulette.. Either your immune system learns to cope with the technology, or it caves, and it's as simple as that...
You planning any raids at the Westville gym, or have you been told it's a no-go area?  You can bet there's a nice little dealership operating up there, though whether Management are aware of it is another story...
The Westville Checkers Centre is by now wired to the max as THESE wirelessed lights taken in the parking lot will show... Add to that THESE huge lamps running mid-morning from the roof itself, and you can rest assured that each business operating in that centre is now easily accessible to the Information Thieves...
Is there a full-time Monitor for the gym?  Maybe two of them, that work shifts?  Have they the means to zoom in on any activity around the lockers?  Any arrests been made as a result of studying that footage? Hah! As if....

That's not how it works at all... If someone is seen regularly flogging banned substances, chances are the information will go into his Leverage file before he's recruited to the ranks of the Yellow Army, and he may well go on to become an Area Controller himself... Ain't that right, Mistuh Barnabas?   The more dispassionate and callous you are towards your fellow-man, the more highly you're prized by the Experiment Authors, and generally speaking, I'd say a Dealer has those qualities and more...
After all, look at yourself and the hundreds of lives you destroyed here in the Zone before you were approached by the Shaikboyz and Telkom and persuaded to include Information Theft in your business operations...
The perfect candidate for the job of Marketing and Promoting the laser/wireless Surveillance technology here in the Zone, by fair means or foul...

And foul it surely was back in the early years, as your two main manne employed the technology to cause mischief and mayhem across the entire area.. Those that didn't buy into your tale of a reformed citizen wishing to make reparation for past sins would've found themselves paying dearly one way or another, until they were finally whipped into compliance, and added the additional lights to their properties... Lights that are vital to the promotion of  Roux and Petruccione's Blessed signal...
Where are you today, Earl?  Hiding out abroad somewhere, while your family here continue to face a daily battering from the radio frequencies?  Has it all been worth it?
Sure, you were one of the more useful Puppets recruited by the Experiment Planners, but nonetheless that's all you are, despite your power and assets...

You and Sutcliffe are as much pawns in this world-changing experiment as the very lowliest among us, never mind your wealth and reputation... Have you bothered to check out the pictures I posted yesterday?  In particular, the ones of the Nunnery across the way, and those strange rectangular lights plastered about on the walls?  That enormous box squatting at the bottom of the stairs in that little square of garden?
A fine achievement, Earl... All those empty promises made to the Church to persuade them to allow both St. Theresa's and St. Phils to be rigged up as mini wireless base stations, while insisting the technology was as Roux put it, 'perfectly safe'... *snorts....

Maybe the most stunning aspect of this entire operation is the fact that nothing can be proved.  Absolutely nothing.. That criminals will continue to be given control of the powerlines across the country, and that they outnumber the Good by ten to one may be a fact that's only recognized and accepted decades from now, when it's way too late to change the status quo... Dems da breaks, folks... Meanwhile, you could do a lot worse than to sit up and pay attention, and if you or your family have been so far excluded from recruitment, to set about identifying just who and where your own Area Controller is...

Who has a fire hydrant on the pavement directly outside their house, and who leaves their outside lights running regularly during daylight hours? Are there the incriminating Telkom white wireless boxes tied to your streetlight or telephone poles?  Do your own houselights dip fractionally of an evening?  Have you tried out your point and shoot digital camera during a downpour?  It could take you hundreds of random shots to discover just one sphere hanging in your pictures, but that should be sufficient for you to catch the hunting bug...
Watch your animals for signs of unusual behaviour, and in particular problems with their ears and jaws, as they feel the radio frequencies long before you're aware of them.. Show an interest in this magical technology and I guarantee you won't be disappointed..
Peace..

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Monday 29th April, 2013 at 9.34am.