Bag of bones..
(begun Sunday 21st July at 2.40am)
There'd only been the one pink Error Saving bar that had bobbed up while I was online doing yesterday's update on blogger, and that had been just as I'd typed 'Why 1am? Were you waiting for your wife, husband, parents to be sound asleep first, in case they caught you enjoying participating in that extreme abuse?' Hit a nerve, did I? It would appear I'm not the only one indulging in guilty pleasures.. *spews...
Whatever. The Saddos were back to wake me this morning just after 1am, and by 2.15am my bedroom had seemed like the Casbah on a Saturday morning, it was that busy....
At around 2.20am there'd been someone knocking on what sounded like a wooden door close by. Our courtyard door perhaps? Our back door? It had my old man up out of bed, so ja, it was most likely one of Balliram's Wall Jumpers at the door nearest his Chickencoop at No. 6. I'd reassured him it was simply engineered mischief, but by then I was happy to get up and come chat with you here at the desk...
Did I offend anyone yesterday when I'd said that all of my neighbours from here up to No. 20 were fully aware of Sutcliffe's fibre network, whether they actively participated in the Army operations or not? Anyone down the south end get the rats and feel excluded? Quite possibly, as at some point I'd had a totally unexpected call from one of Kasim's young DRC tenants down at No. 2. I've lost touch with Benjamin Verjo (probably not their real name), and his 'brother' Daniel over the last couple of months, since they found it too much trouble to walk up to ours once a week to collect the liver and rice for Kasim's unloved bag of bones, Winnie...
And now there he was on my cell, saying he'd just called to say hi? More likely he was simply reminding me that they too are included on the covert visitor's roll to our home.. I guess he was calling to establish a better connection to ours, so he could come on in and practise his own laser skills, but I'd enquired after the dog anyway..
'My brother has given it to someone in Sydenham' came the reply, at which point I said goodbye and switched off my phone.. Do DRC citizens require visas to visit this country for any length of time? Just asking...
I've checked my logs and find that I was most likely being allowed to sleep at 4.15am yesterday morning, after the assault that had occurred after 1am.. Had my assailants eventually grown bored and hit the sack themselves, or were they rampaging across the neighbourhood, making mischief at other homes? How many of my attackers had assembled outside my Vice Chair's home in Abrey just after 4am, in time to watch gleefully as his gate motor was nicked? Did Balliram manage to direct that little episode solo, or did he have any of our lot with him as Observers? A random criminal act? Pull the other one, FFS... With the amount of Look & Listen technology strapped to those poles you can guarantee there was a full-house audience...
*It's now 3.10am, and what looks to be the grounded Airwing chopper has just headed high over St. Theresa's down towards Cato Manor, as they scuttle about in the dark with their endless data-capturing operations...*
A top-secret initiative to undermine the Ruling Party and give the Opposition control? Would that be all it took for our Shadow Minister of Police to ignore the shockingly invasive surveillance technology that runs to her own property? Somewhere over by Earl Haig Road and Kensington, perhaps? Apparently her home had been included in a blackout a couple of nights ago, and she'd suggested on her FB wall that it may have been due to illegal connections running in Cope Road.
If I were her, I'd be looking much nearer home for the reason behind that outage, and again, if anyone that cares for her well-being is paying attention here, she should be reminded to anticipate an increase in invisible visitors via her power supplies...
I've more than proven over the past eight years that a powercut doesn't stop the wireless surveillance from continuing to operate, and it would be foolish in the extreme to think that as your home is plunged into darkness, the Peeping Toms can neither see nor hear you...
Just how much of this startlingly advanced technology does the vociferously protective Missus Poulter understand? Does she for instance have a clue that one of her nearby neighbours can actually access their home invisibly, to both see and hear what they're doing? I'll take a flyer here and say that she's oblivious to this option, and quite possibly to the fact that the majority of her fellow residents are happily onboard Sutcliffe's fibre network and comms. system. A network that you may recall, her own husband denied exists...
It's actually a good thing she 'doesn't do' conspiracy theories, for quite clearly her hair would curl were she to know the truth of the matter...
Were her own offspring to have been recruited to the Yellow Army, it's highly likely he'd be on the Opposition's team, and unaware that there are others nearby who are able to override what passes for their security, to access their home anyway...But hey, shhhh, mum's the word...
That's the beauty of it all.. The Cadets and Tutors will only be taught so much, but will not have the skills given to the original Controllers like Balliram, to be able to ascertain when they've got additional company on their forays over the powerlines...
As I've tried to explain to you here in the past, when say, my Excellent Neighbour at No. 10, is on a monitoring shift solo in our home, she somehow manages to keep the painful levels of the wireless frequencies to a minimum, but the moment she is joined by a fellow recruit or two, those levels rocket miserably... Is she always immediately aware that Balliram has joined her in ours, or to the best of her knowledge does she think she's operating on her own?
Let's get back to the powercuts on Dianne's stretch, shall we? If Missus KB is reassured that the authorities simply don't have the manpower to monitor her home when she's in residence, she should be aware that that is a downright lie.. That any number of her nearby neighbours will by now have Sutcliffe's fibre crammed through their water or sewer lines to their homes, and that any number of those same residents may have been practising the art of employing Petruccione's computerised laser program over the past five or more years...
She will already have her own 'cricket' warning devices surrounding her home, which will alert any monitor on duty to her arrivals and departures.. Has her sister perhaps noticed a nearby insect shrill out from the same spot when she arrives at Di's gates for a run? She only need hear it once, to learn to recognize it on any future occasions, and she should be aware that they've been picked up immediately on the nearby monitoring devices..
Will our Shadow Minister allow herself to be convinced that her own privacy isn't being invaded on a regular basis? Will people whom she's come to trust, hastily reassure her that no such surveillance is taking place? Has Di ever so much as glanced at my photo albums on Facebook? Has she been told that the spheres I capture are due to a technical fault on both of my cameras, or has anyone conceded they're the result of Roux and Petruccione's quantum laser/wireless surveillance technology?
Anyone had the time or inclination to research the retired British Intelligence Officer, Barrie Trower yet? The last time I spoke to him he'd said he's getting reports of spheres from around the globe, and unless you're a staunch denialist like the unfortunate Missus P, you surely must see the writing on the wall?
That Sutcliffe's fibre Network and quantum laser comms. system isn't being installed for your benefit at all, but in order to ultimately control the population totally.. Too rich for your blood? You haven't the time or patience for such twak? Ask yourselves why there's so much water running under the streets freely here in eThekwini.. Why there are ongoing water losses in every suburb across the city and beyond.. Poorly maintained infrastructure be damned! Why would the ratepayers need Sutcliffe's fibre crammed through the water/sewer lines to their streetlights, when they haven't even applied to join the Network?
See, your biggest concern right now should be which of your nearby neighbours has control of your personal power supply.. Allen? If our Shadow Minister of Police were to ask you straight out for the identity and address of the Area Controller who manages her electricity supply, would you give her a truthful answer, or refer her to SITA for that information? Or would you come up with some cock-a-mamie bullshit and insist her area wasn't on the grid yet? *looks at the Superintendent of Electricity for Durban... Why, if this fibre network is designed to create a Smart City for all to benefit, are so many ratepayers being excluded from hearing the finer details of this inhumane violation of their privacy and good health?
Missus Kohler-Barnard could do worse than call Richard at Raw Power, and introduce herself to him.. As I said, they're one of the more civilised outfits created by Mr. Spence to install the surveillance technology onto the streetlights, and though it's a given he'll deny knowledge of whether her home is being regularly accessed, at least she'll have someone to call in the event of a powercut...
Cellphone playing up at all, Dianne? Any sharp jabs or twinges to any part of your person when you're in residence? Any sort of tinnitis affecting your hearing yet? Heatwaves suddenly envelop you at all? Rest assured these are very different to the hot flushes experienced in mid-life, and learn to recognise them for what they really are.. Extreme fluctuations to the standard 230volts you pay for, as your home's powerlines are accessed...
While it's way too late to stop this behemoth of invasive technology, the more people that are made aware of it's existence, the better.. Have a safe day and
peace..
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Sunday 21st July 2013 at 9.03am.
