Quarry....
(begun Sunday 7th April at 12.40pm)


I'd felt the urge to call my kid for a catch-up chat earlier this morning, although our landline was killed on Thursday, before I got back from the shops... I picked the darned receiver up anyways and Hau! it lives!  CleverDick naturally has the static interference running at it's top end, rendering the landline as useless as if it had remained dead...   As I said, were someone like the Mast Fighter to call me, that corrupted line would magically be as clear as a bell for the recording purposes, and for Mr. van Zyl's benefit... *gags...

I've pushed my wild theories down your throats for a very long time, including the reasons why such Rubbish has been allowed to continue his murderous mischief with your backing and support.. I figure having our landline or my Facebook page tweaked is considered by the onlookers as amusing, and certainly would deflect attention from the more serious crimes that Balliram commits day and night, in the name of the Surveillance Experiment...  My suggestion that it has everything to do with the systematic desensitisation of the population and the ultimate removal of that pesky moral integrity (something that will be regarded by the Planners as an irritating drawback) clung to by many of the older generation...

So ja, a seriously disfunctional psycho such as Collin Balliram, with the ability to drag a whole section of the community's youth down to his level, will indeed be prized above rubies... While it would delight my Controller no end, and no doubt amuse the more crass of the Recruits, to see how skillfully Crackerjack can cause mischief in small ways both online and off, they're merely diversions created to distract you from the monstrous activities he indulges in the rest of the time...  Just what will it take to get you to wake up and smell the bloody roses?

Monday 8th April at 2.55am

I came awake at 2.40am with a jump, to find a Master Class in full swing at der Bunker.. Thwack! and a hit right behind my navel... Thwack! and that was my side... Had the middle-aged Sadist finally gotten his ladyboy houseguest all to himself and was letting off some steam?  Wimmen safely asleep, so it's time for the Yellows to come out and indulge themselves?  *spews...

Sure, his name had rung a bell straight off.. Maybe it was supposed to, sitting there among all the tech articles on the mybroadband Facebook page..?  I did a search of my blogs yesterday and found that I'd first mentioned his name right back on the 1st August 2007, and another three times after that... I can't recall how I'd come across his Crimebusters of South Africa site, but he was clearly pro-SAPS, so I'd figured he might be able to find out what Nayager and Balliram were up to...
Did anyone tap the toppie on his shoulder soon after I'd contacted him and say 'This one, she is crazy, best leave her alone?'   After my initial approach, and what I recall had been an encouraging response, he'd appeared to simply disappear, and by golly, six years later, where do I stumble across the guy but on the mybroadband Facebook page... *chokes..

Is he a regular?  Would I recognize his forum nick if I saw it?  Hey, for all I know that post on FB was a one-off and put there simply to create a bit of amusement, and it certainly worked for me... Was Keith Knotts an early Convert to the Cause?  Did someone sell him on the idea of working within to eradicate the rot?  If you didn't know better, I suppose that does sound like something noble to aspire to.... Was Knotts simply another sucker who fell for the Telecom's Strategist's spiel, and trusted him?  Why would the fellow think the telecoms industry had anyone's welfare at heart but their own?

Looking back at the iBurst Mast in Craigavon debacle, it's as though many of you were already swaying together like a bunch of synchronised sheep, while Jannie waved his baton out front... Even back then the Troops were raring to go, and their blood-lust was up, and they'd fallen on the Mast Fighter with glee once van Zyl had stirred the pot.... Anything changed since then?  Have you come to see that little fellow as not so much a Chum, but someone you want to tread really warily around?  Someone who can make or break your business, like snapping a twig?  Were you impressed at how he'd subsequently gone after Ms. Dorny with such dedicated fury, and had both her and her family nuked to the nth degree on an ongoing basis?
Not so much as one of you Bright Sparks woke up at that point to see the writing on the wall?

All those furtive private messages flying about in the background over at mybroadband were of course not private at all, and the few that supported Dorny and Muller behind the scenes would've been dealt with fairly quickly.. It still amazes me to think that any of those forumites considered the pm function to be safe, when Mistuh van Zyl clearly has a huge stake in the site...
It turns out the MastFighter has paid for her nerve at taking on the Telkom Agent, and revealing him to be a Liar, and it ain't going to stop there.. With much the same single-minded hatred and desire for revenge as his prized Operative down here in eThekwini, he's going to stick on her tail until one of them burns out...*studies the abbreviated misogynist....   Keeping the weight off at the gym, Jannie?  Much like your colleague the Druglord Barnabas, I'm betting you don't touch the products your Planners are promoting so avidly across the country to further demoralise the population?

Do you still hoot with derisive mirth as I trot out the truth to a disinterested audience, and you quietly reassure the Scum next door that he continues to have your Bosses backing and support?
Neither the GW or myself have seen fat Sophie succumb to a petite mal episode once, since I wrote of my intention to try and capture the unpleasant effects of those wirelessed attacks on the animal... At the height of his sadistic pleasure, the Knob was hitting her three or four times a day, and it goes without saying it's a practise he could resume at any point...
While you may well despise Fools of my calibre, why would you allow your disgust to include our unfortunate animals, unless your own character was seriously flawed?  *curious...
Did you find the idea of dumping three settlement strays pretty much on our doorstep in any way amusing or clever?  Narcissus?  You know nothing about any such thing?  Funny how your nose has a mind of it's own... *shrugs..

I remember reading somewhere yonks back that for every phoneline that's intercepted on a regular basis, there has to be an official documented application made to the relevant authorities... May I then assume that somewhere in the NIA's files are papers with our names on them?  Or did that evidence go up in flames during one of the carefully engineered electrical fires that took place a few years ago?  Just kidding! There'll be no such paper trail as the hordes of deputised civilians and their fake NIA security clearances break down the doors of your home and violate your privacy and health on their misguided mission to save the country...

Been experiencing any pins and needles in your extremeties lately?  Your animal's ears are plaguing them, and your vet is unable to diagnose and treat the problem successfully?  Do your house lights ever dip fractionally and your wall jacks click loudly all by themselves?
Are you sometimes overcome by a peculiar wall of heat as you sit in your regular corner of the lounge?  Fingers crossed that your Area Controller will find you boring, and will usher his hacker students right on through your system and into the home of your next door neighbour... A chap whose wife has never failed to voice her stupid opinions to all and sundry, and as such is doomed to provide endless entertainment for the troops as they set about teaching her a lesson with the astonishing laser weaponry...

The Experiment Authors and their designated Puppets are doing a magnificent job of terrorising the country's inhabitants into accepting the Surveillance technology as their only hope.... Little do these desperate Converts to the Cause realise that they stand a better chance of survival against a genuine home invasion than escaping unscathed from the hugely increased levels of RF and EMR required to run the system at it's optimum levels..
I'm talking twak, Janneman?
Why, you'd be the first to agree that Balliram is now eThekwini's finest example of a laser-wielding soldier, would you not?

Explain then if you would, why the levels of pain in our house go through the roof when your pet Pervert is in the offing, and yet on the odd occasion his proxies are on shift, the effects are so much less painful?  I'd hazard the technology works admirably on the lower levels, but that if Balliram wishes to run it at it's top end, you're not about to discourage him in any way, including the brutal overnight assaults you continue to condone...  Two really nasty pieces of work who represent a scheme to SAVE the country?  I don't think so guys, I really don't think so....

LATER at 6.10am

Is it time to ask why your expensive electronic alarm system failed to warn you or your Armed Response in time to save you from those thugs?  Why your normally savage dogs remained strangely silent and docile during the vicious assaults?  Is it time to pay rather more attention to the magic of wireless, combined with a quantum laser 'communications' system, and to accept how neatly the telecoms giants have conned you all?  Maybe.
Peace..

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Monday 8th April 2013 at 9.43am.