Settling old scores?
(begun Saturday 7th December at 8.35am.)

*As I picked up my notes to come through here to the computer, Agent Balliram sounded his remote, and you know I have him sitting at my shoulder right now...*

Would you condemn me for admitting that I feel way more for the four-footed beasts of the world than I do for my fellow-man?  I subject myself daily to a seemingly endless stream of harrowing pictures on the Facebook Pet Rescue pages, and I'll continue to insist that Sutcliffe's Smart City technology will affect animals in a wired up area, even more cruelly than it does humans...
In a neighbourhood that's undergoing the initial attentions of Allen Spence's Contractors, it's inevitable that the bigger dogs will take to howling their dismay as the unregulated wireless frequencies affect their sensitive ears.
Probably around dusk or the early hours of the morning, as the airwaves are opened up to allow the Operatives to access and ferret about in the homes nearby...

Have you ever complained about a nearby resident's regular all-night parties?  Phoned your local copshop at 2am of a morning with no success?  How can you be certain that party animal isn't the designated Area Controller for your section, and that you can rest assured as such, he/she will get to hear of your complaints, and they will set you up to endure ongoing mischief at yours?  Whether you like it or not, this sort of thing is happening across the country, as old scores are now being settled over the powerlines and airwaves...
Petty mischiefs achieved once you're seen and heard by your Monitor to be sound asleep, and a Wall Jumper is directed onto your property to drive a nail into your tyre, or have an out-of-the-way wall daubed with a laser-attracting substance, that it's unlikely you'll notice once it's dry....

If your animals have taken to constantly rubbing their ears and faces, and you've had the vet give them the all-clear for ear mites, then you should be aware that they're taking a beating from all the additional wireless that the Smart City Project will have running in your area...
Does the Laser Junction over in River Horse Valley run tuition classes for Petruccione/Sentech's computerised quantum laser program to be taught to prospective Operatives?  Would that explain why google threw up the names of several Municipality employees when I'd typed in Laser Junction, eThekwini?

Godbut I'm tired... Torn between my own enchantment at all this unbelievable magic and my sheer despair at my own inability to alert you to what's happening right under your very noses, be you Converts to the Cause or not...
I've no doubt at all that had the GameWrecker been enlisted openly to join the link-up, I too would've been suckered into believing the technology and the premise behind it was the next best thing to sliced bread...
Just how long since Sue the Book's kid and my ex-Treasurer's kid were recruited, is unknown, but I'd suggest it was done purely to deflect my ongoing accusations, and for no other reason at all...
Would I try telling that to young Zane?  Are you kidding me?  By now he would've been stroked and patted and told the usual bullshit that he has the makings of a fine Ferret, when in fact I suspect that any old monkey could, after enough tuition, become fairly proficient at this scurrilous game of Peeping Toms...

*As I scribble here at the desk Kyocera's piercing wireless Warbler carolls out in the valley below, as if I needed reminding that I have invisible company peering over my shoulder*

Has it sunk it yet?  The remarkable zoom-in option available to the unseen criminals invading your private space?  Has anyone bothered to mention to say, General Booysens, that this facility is easily achieved by whomever is on shift in his private residence?  That safe numbers may be zoomed in on, read and noted, and that what you'd considered to be a secret hiding place for your firearm is monitored and recorded, and that if you're partial to hiding large sums of money about your home, it's location will be common knowledge to your Operative and their Area Controller, never mind their contacts at the local police station...
You're happy with this situation?  You were recruited to the Project five years ago, and trust your associates completely?  Even though you may well be next on your Controller's to-do list, and an arranged hijacking could occur at your front gates, while remarkably, the Shift Monitors at the time saw nothing?

Who was it that decided to make these small cosmetic changes to our dire situation, and why?  To have it appear that your Expert in the Field has been redeployed elsewhere, and to finally recruit at least two of Balliram's previous victims to the Cause?
Barnabas himself?  Did Sir Born Again become aware of a growing interest in his pet IT Monkey's loose-cannon-like behaviour, among the community here in the Zone?
Were people starting to realise the truth behind all my ravings, and did they dare to question why this is being allowed to continue?

It's now 9.45am Saturday, and I've no idea what time the pretty blue Beemer left, only to be replaced by his doppelganger's Landrover HERE... If as I suspect, you've been led to believe our Agent Balliram has had his claws somewhat retracted during daylight hours at least, why then is it necessary for his proxy look-alike's vehicle to be present at No. 6 practically every day?
And no, certainly not just since the schools were closed for the holidays.. I'm talking about every time Balliram is forced to leave his property...
I've no doubt that the Merc. Pinetown Accounts Manager will have a plausible excuse for this, and that like all the other spin-doctoring she's loyally supplied over the years, you'll buy it...

I guess the saddest part so far, is that after all of our physical suffering these past nine years, it turns out unsurprisingly, that the monitoring could've been achieved sans the brutal assaults we've endured...
Each word I scribble here at the desk is being read and recorded, and yet while the reliable abomination on my back confirms I have company, it's bearable... Be grateful for the change however small, and STFU?
I will not.
The BackFire frequency was run at it's most cruel levels this morning, before the Sadist had left, and you can rest assured that ours is not an isolated case...
Across Sydenham and Sherwood there will be similar unspeakable acts of brutality being carried out under the auspices of the Smart City Project...

Acts that will be condoned and applauded as long as the victims remain voiceless and unheard... Vulnerable older people who are appalled by the wanton degradation of moral integrity that sweeps across the country, and who don't hesitate to say so on their phones, and at their church gatherings.. Opinions that are guaranteed to pique the interest of the bored Monitors in their areas, and to result in all manner of mischief happening to them...  This would fall under the Entertainment section, would it not Mr. van Zyl? *studies the vodacom Strategist... Barnabas' original Protege turned out to be more than any of you could ever have hoped for... With a near-psychotic leaning towards sadism and mischief, he's proven himself to be the front-runner when it comes to holding the monitor's interest and preventing boredom from kicking in during the long hours they spend invading their neighbour's privacy...

Let's go nuke a few dogs for the hell of it, right, Gervaise?  Nothing like hitting a defenseless animal with a variety of wireless-bearing ultra-short laser beams in the dead of night?  Hell, you can take your beloved dogs indoors with you, but that won't save them either.. Not even if you knowingly and willingly signed up to hop onto the Smart City grid...
Is this how you planned on spending the rest of your life?  Foolishly feeling safe that the heaving masses of poor will be kept controlled in their Settlements by clever use of this advanced technology?  Watching your neighbour literally and figuratively go down under the barrage of wireless frequencies and radiation, while thanking god it's not you, or a member of your family?

Have the likes of Thoshan Panday got direct access to the power supplies of several members of the beleagured Cato Manor Organised Crime Unit?  How would you know for sure if that's the case or not?  What you don't appear to realise is that each and every drama that's played out in the press or on tv, has for the most part been carefully orchestrated, with the timing set to make the most impact, as with the money-gobbling Nkandhla fiasco...
It would've been the Project Planners who'd decided that now was the right time to start revealing the gross corruption surrounding that holiday retreat, and each revelation would send the taxpayers into a further frenzy of rage, directed at the puppet Jacob...
A welcome and necessary distraction, as load-shedding reappears on the horizon..

How's about I restrict myself to taking pictures of all the swathes of streetlights that are active on Thursdays when we go out ?  That I post a picture of the two control lights always on, up by Faraway Rd in Westville? Would doing that wake you to the fact that the powercuts are necessary to recoup a fraction of the costs incurred by these active-during-daylight-hours lamps, so vital to the running of the surveillance Project?
Mr. Allen Spence's sanctimonious 'highly sophisticated computerised anti-cable theft technology' was a lie, as were his further attempts at saying that lights are left on to prevent cable theft.. They are kept active to facilitate the invasion of privacy that is the Smart City Project, and for no other reason...

I'd also be obliged if you didn't bleat about the loss of so many beautiful established trees in and around eThekwini.. You should be aware by now that if a tree presents an obstacle to a light 'speaking' to another light, it will be removed or pruned to within an inch of it's life... And it will be done with such speed your eyes will water... Ain't that right, Manisha?  The once flourishing gumtrees across the valley are vile alien invaders and soak up the water table?  I grind my yellowed stumps at such blatant hypocrisy, when all over town hydrants are stealthily uncapped and lines deliberately burst in order to release the pressure build-up caused by Sutcliffe's fibre network..

Oh, and by the way, while I appreciate your interest, you can Poke me all you like, to no avail, once I've decided I prefer a bit of outdoor manual labour to the futile bleating I do here at blogger.
And speaking of Poking, you might want to turn away right now..
I'd hopped onto Cloud 9 with the Kindle sometime after 1pm yesterday, and had read for a while before closing my eyes to take a nap.
I'd barely nodded off when at 1.25pm, I'd been treated to what felt like a rod being thrust up my rear end with such extreme force that I rose from prone to seated in a second..
The same frequency employed on poor Mr. Carey?  Apparently not, as there was no further hint of pain or discomfort, and I was allowed to lay back down and sleep undisturbed for hours...  It's just VIRTUAL pain and not real?  Boy, if you believe that, you could be in for one nasty surprise down the line...
Peace...

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Sunday 8th December 2013 at 7.20am.