Before I speak about the law, let me quickly enlighten you about an aspect of suburban life that has a mixed value of bemusement and amusement for me.
Most of you will have heard about Schroedinger's cat. In short, this imaginary feline sits in a box being both alive and dead at the same time - in a state quantum indetermination - waiting for someone to open the box and observe it to be either definitely dead or definitely alive. Likewise we have no idea whether it is meowing, purring, licking its paws, or essentially in a state of smelly rot. The basic idea is, that it depends on the laws of quantum physics whether either of the mentioned states is found when the box is opened. Until this happens the kitten is in a combined state of purring, meowing and smelly rottenness.

In South Africa, however, we don't even need to place kitty in a box to observe the unknown state of a situation: you only need to approach one of those teeny roundabouts that one finds in the suburbs. In fact these phenomena of our road make available not two, but three possible states of indetermination - states that you won't know before you actually arrive at the little circle and observe another car that arrives there at the same time. The first is a simple event, is that car coming from the left that cuts right in front of you without taking the trouble of following the rules of the land by going around the teeny circle. If it is a 4x4 they may even drive right across the middle circular hump. Schroedinger made no allowance for this kind of phenomena, which we shall simply call the cranium voidal state.

The other options are somewhat more complex and depends on what you expect of the other car from the left, what he/she expects from you, what you think he/she expects and what he/she expects you will expect. Yes ... I know ... the country's road-law states that the guy entering from the right has the right of way, but as we know, in our little heap of soil, everybody regards him/herself to have the right of way, and laws are there for the ruling party to formulate at moments of seemingly unending idleness [at times they may also keep themselves occupied by copiously contributing to the state of over-population of the planet, and that this is a good thing to do is shown by the important figures who so joyfully participate in this activity in between the formulation (yes, I know you read fornication) of laws.] So if you are a descent law abiding driver, there is the possibility that you will drive within the legal guidelines, if the other guy feels similarly about matters. If not, ... well, then there is always Schroedinger's cat - is it meowing or exuding pongs of death.

Talking about cats, some of you may have noticed that we have rat-sniffers amongst us. True, I have been aware of the rats in our small community, but really, now we have sniffers as well!! Nevertheless, I wanted to write to my blog for some time now, and the sniffer merely inspired me to report back to you about my exciting Thursday, last week.

You see, I saw the sheriff. Yep, shook his hand and chatted with him another NPA personage - a superintendent nogal.

For those of you who are under the impression that not much is happening - that is only the way it seems to be. Things are really happening, only it is not happening very fast.

Mr Sherriff of the NPA is currently visiting Gauteng and we had an appointment last week in Randburg, where I dutifully went and gave my declaration under oath, as well as a good number of copies of my correspondence with Lord Patrick.

I met Mr Sherriff and a Superintendent at the Randburg Inn which, coincidently, has the smallest little swimming pool in the Southern Hemisphere - it is absolutely tiny and too cute for words - So that's all I'll say about it.

IMPORTANT
In short the message is that the investigations are ongoing and will probably continue until sometime in September. There are about 1400 investors to interview and that takes time to do properly as the NPA gents wanted to be as well prepared as can be. The NPA is also working closely with the liquidators and are also awaiting the report by the retired judge who chaired the recent private investigation [I'm still not very happy about the covertness of it all, but then who am I to judge - no pun here]. My impression is that the main Edwafin culprits are not going to get away scot-free, especially since some of their cohorts will also be aiding the state as witnesses.

Can we now begin to talk tentatively about Edwafin's fat cats? Come the end of the year, will we see them in a box, or will they continue their purring and spinning from behind the high-class 4 x 4's, visiting the local Fruit & Veg? Let's not forget that the DMA is still sprouting financial wisdom to all that have been born with a sucker gene. But then, my genes were also suckered by the financial enticement of hopefully-soon-to-be-behind-bars P & B.

Take care when you approach the round-about.

And the scum foams wherever you rest your eyes

Last week we had a brief look at the liquidators' self-righteous and exclusive possession of the Edwafin saga. We have to ever so slightly honest about the matter:  the little bit of money that might still have been left in the Edwafin cash-box is being plundered by them, and we are being excluded from the process. What I find most wondrous of this kind of situation is that they proudly announce the appointment of a retired judge, and then equally matter-of-factually announce that the enquiry would be private and secret. Without explanations, rhyme or reason.

But for us, living here in the southern part of the African continent, such unexplained secrecy should come as no surprise. We have become so used to this style of activity when people have thingies in their little cupboard to hide, that we hardly blink twice about it.

Now, you folks should know by now that I have a spirit-filled respect for the human reality, but they don't fill me with awe. So putting a retired judge at the head of an enquiry does not fill me necessarily with confidence. Let us assume that he was born normally - like all of us - and that the ensuing rest of his life was perhaps a model of respectability, honesty and sincerity. The question that now weighs heavily on my youngish soul is "why would such an honourable, retired person be part of such a deplorably secret situation?" I suspect that the folks in charge of things such the consequences of human shortcomings, tend to lose touch with the reality - the victims of the human-on-human abuse. So what do  you do, when you can't handle the reality? - you just leave them out. Of course, in view of the lack imposed information by those entrusted with our affairs, they have no reason to complain when we, the victims, drawing our own conclusions - as they surely, and self-righteously will.

It thus that I received an email from an admirer that brought back memories. Remember those early days, when there still was uncertainty about the liquidation of Edwafin? During those historical days, I had occasion to communicate with the offices of attorney, A Geyser, orf rather with one lady in his office.

Mr Geysers came back to life in the email containing the following link: THE CRIMINAL CONVICTION OF ATTORNEY ANDRIES GEYSER.htm. Go fetch, Sibi, go fetch!

And I keep trying to convince people that the universe is not a clown.

Can you smell the sea air through the bars already?

This is short - life beckons, but because some might not have received it yet, here is the third circular from the liquidators.

Salient points:

The inquiry will take place early in December. Of course, you have guessed it, the most important players in the game- us, the investors - may not be present. That's for what its worth - its about your money but you may not know what is being said. Viva la Africa Sud

Then, an interesting statement in the letter states that their preliminary investigation has shown that Edwafin was never an "income generating activity." We, the investors already know what that meant, but in short the masters of the company never really allowed our investments to work towards generating an income, and therefore merely used our money up.

I was tempted to provide you with a few famous words, a'la Patrick and Don, but why bother, we have heard it all before.

Hey, Patrick, Don, and cronies, I have visions of steel bars overlooking the Durban sea, four hands, each clutching one bar - the only freedom: smelling the fresh wafts of the sea breeze, and the screeching of sea birds in the distance.

Here we go: http://www.scribd.com/doc/23195768

I'm sorry that there is only a link, but it seems that Scribd has changed the system, and apparently it is no longer possible to show the documents directly on the blog. Just click on the above link, and you will be able to read it.

Hoola, hoola

To make new friends is to encounter part of your alter-ego

Last week we received a cryptic anonymous about Upward Spirals' Gary van den Heever, with an challenge to find this "person" that has meaning for us as Edwafiners, and whom can be found amongst the friends of Gary.

Hey, it took me a while, but there amongst the multitude of Gary's Facebook friends I found Don Hutchinson in all his glory.I must say he is a magnificent specimen, a well-fed operator, and in my imagination I could see the meat-juices and oiliness of the many lunches and dinners, enjoyed out our investments dribbling from his jowls. The alternative of The Pair, Patrick, is similarly a gleaming specimen of good, well-fed health, but alas he has not made it to Gary's friendship page yet.

Before I give you the wrong impression, I do not wish to throw any aspersions on Gary. He seems like a nice above-board gentlemen, who is seemingly very popular and a man of many achievements. That their  pward Spiral web site won't win any prizes, is neither here nor there but perhaps as their business growths, as I suspect it will, that may improve as well. What Gary perhaps does not know, is that he has a lurker amongst his many friends. There in all his patheticism, Don beams amongst the many other beautiful people on Gary's web site. Perhaps it is time that Gary has a look at our blog so that he can discover who has so surreptitiously infiltrated his circle of friends.

So I asked Gary to be my friend on Facebook and he accepted! Now I think that is gregarious and I am very happy. You see, it appear that Gary has a certain fondness for the music I share with him, as well as fast cars. Well my fast car is driven by wify, but she is fast, I tell you, make no mistake.

Then I thought, since he is on Facebook as well, let me ask Don if I can be a friend of his as well. Let's face it, back in the days, I also invited Patrick to have a cup of coffee with me - mainly to discuss what we would do in our next life. But Don has been mum until now. You see, Don does not like people - yes, that's true, he likes their money, and the oily dribble down along his cheeks and down his chin (oops! a number of chins I should say), but he definitely does not like the people.

I have learnt to look at life anew every day, and appreciate something beautiful in life. Today's beauty: the fact that two boys, Patrick Stapleton and Don Hutchinson, who made such a devastating fiasco of managing R128,000,000 of other peoples money, have now set themselves up to give advice to others on how to manage their money in the newly but old named DMC. And at the other end of the universe an Angle looses a white, bright feather, while holding his tummy with mirth.

It's a good thing we are devoid of feathers, otherwise Don and Patrick would find ways to pluck them as well - if an Angle at the edge of the universe is not safe, we would have been plucked naked by now - or are we?

All the beautiful Edwafiners

Of course, when the first leaves began stirring in the under-brush, a good many followed suit. After the new web  page of Stapleton and Hutchinson was inaugurated two days ago, many old (girl)friends looked up my email address and contributed more information.

First of all, let me report back on my "welcome to our reality" message I sent to The Pair. Nothing, totally silent and devoid of living-substance. Very much like our Edwafin investments - totally, absolutely, and resolutely nothing. Now, can you imagine that.? I would have at least thought a "thank you for your warm welcome, and kind thoughts" would have been in order, but no - absolute solid heavy silence. "Oh well", I thought, "perhaps their site is yet an empty shell". But not so, as one in our midst, actually phoned the office phone of the sparkling new DMC, and spoke to Sandy, the other half of Don. So they are in office.

Having mentioned the poorly designed website [really Patrick, your financial acumen is deplorable, but must you let your poor taste reflect on the Internet - shame on you now.], I wondered who the service provider would be, that would provide such a service to brittle fingers. And ... yet another girlie came to the rescue and supplied the following:

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domain                 : dynamicmc.co.za

registration date      : 2009-06-22

expiry date            : 2010-06-01

registrant             : Upward Spiral

registrantpostaladdress: Unit 1, 18 Edendale Rd. Eastleigh. Edenvale.

registrantstreetaddress: Unit 1, 18 Edendale Rd. Eastleigh. Edenvale.

billingaccount         : Upward Spiral

invoiceaddress         : Unit 1, 18 Edendale Rd. Eastleigh. Edenvale.

registrantphone        : +27 11 609 7765 2k. Registrant Fax No. : +27 11

registrantphone        : +27 11 609 7765 2k. Registrant Fax No. : +27 11

registrantfax          : 

admin                  : van den Heever, Gary

admintitle             : Admin

admincompany           : Upward Spiral

adminpostaladdr        : Unit 1, 18 Edendale Rd. Eastleigh. Edenvale.

adminphone             : +27 11 609 7765

adminfax               : +27 11 609 7785

tec                    : Stevens, Rowan

tectitle               : Tech

teccompany             : Upward Spiral

tecpostaladdr          : 292 Thrush Avenue Boskriun 2188

tecphone               : +27 11 792 3632

tecfax                 : +27 11 609 7785

primnsfqdn             : ns1.your-server.de

secns1fqdn             : ns.second-ns.com

secns2fqdn             : ns3.second-ns.de

secns2ip               : 

secns2ipv6             : 

secns4fqdn             : 

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 Yoopy-whoopy I thought, and immediately visited the Upward Spiral web site. Oh, deary, me. What a shambles it would be, in my best Shakespearian. The Upward Spiral has not yet taken off, and it is still firmly rooted to the earthy plane. They also have a most peculiar web site address http://www.us1007.co.za/ - go figure! There are just no names that can be connected to the management of the site. Oh yes, plenty of promises and wonderful visions of the future, but all hidden behind a wall of anonymity.They are actually erecting (sies! for those improper thoughts) their own towers. Naturally The Pair (Patrick and Don) have attached themselves to one of those erections, and now hope that it will spread the word about their sincerity with our money. The word "premature" comes to mind, if you catch my drift. Let's face is the NPA is still investigating the Edwafin matter, and at the prospects of the money of others, they have already latched themselves to somebody else's erection (you know what I mean - the tower, tsk, tsk, tsk.)

The next best thing was to log on the site and join the forum. Thus bearded Mario duly filled in all the required spaces; confirmed via email that I wanted to join the forum, and was informed that the moderator would have to check me out. Well, folkies, he/she/it is still checking as silence is the state of existence from Upward Spiral - and these people purport to be specialists in electronic communications. Well, let's face it "soort soek soort."

It is utter coincidence that Upward Spiral was last updated on 8 July 2009 (there is a peculiarity here as the original article was written on11 August - Einstein's ears are flapping as there are people who have actually mastered reverse time travel) while the new DMC came into existence around the same time. The quality of both sites seem to be on par - hey guys, like so many of you, I don't live even close to the seas, but it is surely getting smelly around here.

We will snoop on, an I love your assistance.