Men from the Ministry..
(begun Tuesday 18th June at 6.05am)


Someone's blown the light above our kitchen door, and the courtyard sits in darkness... Sheer enthusiasm, or a deliberate spike created to allow a Wall Jumper to go about his business undetected, once we'd both gone to bed?
Did I inadvertently scrub off more laser guides than I thought, thereby creating some sort of problem?  No ways. After all these years, every inch of our property including trees, plants and shrubs is now decorated with some form of laser-attracting substance...  An overkill that ensures we're almost impossible to miss, so I find it hard to believe that my puny cleaning efforts could've caused a hiccup to the system... Besides, even if a droog had crept onto ours overnight, and replaced a few strategic guides, it's highly unlikely this dithering Miss Marple would have found them...

Some of the compounds used are truly remarkable, and when I'd played the hose briefly on our black painted front steps yesterday, two patches on the bottom step had suddenly gone a pale whitish green.. I'd foolishly fetched the scourer to those patches, when in retrospect I should've employed the Panasonic first... Daft old cow....
Anyone with the rank to override the Creep's continued mischief with my Facebook cover pictures?  Anyone with the clout to order him to back off and leave my photos alone?  Does he deny corrupting many of them as I watch, and that others appear to have vanished forever?  I'm betting I could entertain you for hours with the contents of those remaining 29 CD's, but as long as the Thug and his proxies are given free rein to destroy them, you're not going to get the chance to decide for yourselves...
The bug/virus that he'd managed to hop onto so many of my camera's memory sticks at Budget Foto and even at Whysalls, makes it a simple matter for whichever photo he chooses to be rendered unviewable, and I'm betting the results of his determination to show off have ruined more than a few opportunities for a good laugh...Bliksem...*mutters...

Wednesday 19th June at 5.35am

Did I sleep in between those avid 'demonstrations'? I must have, or I'd be needing CPR right now.. Once again it's the inclusion of the Backfire frequency on his most recent overnight sorties that's the give-away.. Academic interest?  Give me a break, FFS..
A 67-year old, tossing about the bed like a gigantic overstuffed rag doll would surely only appeal to a select audience?  The sort of Sickos that trawl the amputee sites, or get a kick out of studying the disfigured?  How many of them does he sneak in here, and is there a fee charged?  *fascinated...
If he actually owns both the Landy and the electric-blue Beemer, he's not doing too badly at all, though it's more likely one of them is on loan, simply to help camouflage his comings and goings... *yawns...

You've really got to admire how the Experiment Planners are pushing all the Spy Agency dramas onto front pages around the world, to confuse the issue. I've yet to read one article that mentions the words quantum laser communications system, though there's still a slim chance that Edward Snowden might be touching on it with the PRISM initiative...

LATER at 6.40am

You know of anyone that lives over on Grindrod that's battling cancer or advanced diabetes?  THESE properties on that little stretch, are running such powerful lights across the convent's playing field one would think that at least some of those residents are going to go down under the technology fall-out.. Oh wait.. The photos of those houses have disappeared from their folder as far as I know, but I'll double check later...
What about the stats for Mary Road.?  I see there's a streetlight that's said to be off more often than on, and I'm guessing that would be quite near to the late Fabian Carey's home?  Deja vu it is, that has me recalling a similar faulty streetlight over on Crouch Road, that I'd swear was used to cripple the articulate Sydenham Heights rep overnight, a couple of years ago.. Although she was allowed to recover, the Director of St. Phil's had no such luck, no doubt thanks to the fact that he faced a double-whammy of the unregulated wireless frequencies both day and night... So?  Any more illnesses on Grindrod or Mary? Michan maybe?

LATER at 8am

Did you ever stop to consider what a happy coincidence it was, that Mo Shaik and Telkom had approached our Druglord at precisely the time he'd had his epiphany, and had turned to the Lord?  What a pleasure it must have been for our Earl to rise from his down-filled cassock to follow his Employer's instructions to spend, spend, spend?  The SBV Heist had provided the means to do just that, and I doubt there's a street in the Zone that doesn't have a property that he'd owned at some stage...
Right in this corner we have the blue house on Jan Smuts Highway, and No. 2 Harris Crescent to start with, though I'd lay odds there are several others that he'd 'assisted' in purchasing...

Was it around 2000 that Barnabas had suddenly shown an uncharacteristic interest in sporting events and athletics, or had it been even earlier than that?
You've all seen those movies that tell of a talented but financially destitute team who out-of-the-blue, acquire a filthy rich Mentor/Sponsor, and go on to win the world championships?  Did the Emperor of the Zone begin to chirp sanctimoniously that sports would help keep the kids off the streets and away from the banned substances that had made his own initial fortune?  Had Barnabas in fact, anything to do with the creation of the Sydenham Athletics Club over at the Barns Road Field, or did he just help them out financially with uniforms and the like?
Did his ferrets whisper to him that she was a brilliant player, but that the family hadn't the means to send her abroad with the rest of the team?
Another household bought and paid for by the seemingly endless largesse, distributed by a man who wished to make reparation for his past sins?  A family that would naturally come to feel that a word said against Barnabas was a word said against them?

If you could just step back and see that this Experiment is being carried out world-wide, and is designed to ultimately control you, you'd perhaps begin to see how neatly you've been played for suckers..
He saw you in your hour of need and bailed you out, and you'll hear nothing bad said about the fellow?  You and how many hundreds of other Patsy's across the Zone owe him a debt that can't be repaid?  His own little army of zombied devotees to push about the chessboard at will?
Once our Earl had dealt with Father Danker (sp), and had roped in the surrounding Catholic institutions to hop on board the Experiment, (for the salvation of the Community, of course), he would've chosen his allies with care...

Those with political aspirations would've proven irresistible, as they could be manipulated indefinitely with grandiose promises of a shining and extremely lucrative future ahead...
Those allies would've been expected to increase the enrolment numbers to the Yellow Army as swiftly as possible, and so it was.. While the youth were most certainly off the streets and out of the way of Barnabas' initial money-makers, they were instead encouraged to sit at their laptops and PCs to learn the art of using an amazing new laser technology-based 'game,' not unlike The Sims...   Did I not always say that once these Cadets had actually hacked into their neighbours homes under instruction, they were OWNED forever?  And there it was - The offspring of dozens and dozens of seriously Devout members of the Community were being taught to break the law, with assurances of it being for the greater good of mankind..

Rudderless kids, with no real future ahead, whose folks would've fallen on the Sales Pitch with relief.. They'll have been watched themselves, very closely, and the pupils that showed a tendency towards cruelty and callousness would've been singled out to rise through the ranks much faster than the rest..
Those vicious little bands that meet up on the Local Network to go hunting vulnerable people, or animals, with their wireless-bearing laser weaponry, after dark...
Those recruits that were seen as soft, very often had the Organised Crime teams set up a hijacking or a frightening home invasion at their house, in order to toughen them up against the 'enemy'...
Is this how it's being done around the world?  Start by converting every Pastor, Priest, and Reverend to the Cause, and the rest will follow?  Or are we the very first to have set such a shining example?
Peace...

Wednesday 19th June 2013 at 2.41pm.