Saturday, January 21, 2012

Why Africa has gone to hell

This article is over two years old, but still valid today.

african_dictatorsby James Jackson – Taki’s Magazine:

White Zimbabweans used to tell a joke—what is the difference between a tourist and a racist? The answer—about a week.

Few seem to joke any more. Indeed, the last time anyone laughed out there was over the memorable headline “BANANA CHARGED WITH SODOMY” (relating to the Reverend Canaan Banana and his alleged proclivities). Zimbabwe was just the latest African state to squander its potential, to swap civil society for civil strife and pile high its corpses. Then the wrecking virus moves on and a fresh spasm of violence erupts elsewhere. Congo, Ivory Coast, Sudan, Rwanda, Sierra Leone, even Kenya. Take your pick, for it is the essence of Africa, the recurring A-Z of horror. And as surely as Nelson Mandela took those steps from captivity to freedom, his own country will doubtless shuffle into chaos and ruin.

Mark my words. One day it will be the turn of South Africa to revert to type, its farms that lie wasted and its towns that are battle zones, its dreams and expectations that lie rotting on the veldt. That is the way of things. Africa rarely surprises, it simply continues to appal.

When interviewed on BBC Radio, the legendary South African jazz musician Hugh Masekela spoke of the 350-year struggle for freedom by blacks in South Africa. The man might play his trumpet like a dream, but he talks arrant nonsense. What he has bought into is a false narrative that rewrites history and plays upon post-colonial liberal angst. The construct is as follows: white, inglorious and bad; black, noble and good; empire, bad; independence, good; the west, bad; the African, good. Forgotten in all this is that while Europeans were settling and spreading from the Cape, the psychopathic Shaka Zulu was employing his impi to crush everyone—including the Xhosa—in his path, and the Xhosa were themselves busy slaughtering Bushmen and Hottentots. Yet it is the whites who take the rap, for it was they who won the skirmishes along the Fish and Blood Rivers and who eventually gained the prize.

What suffers is the truth, and—of course—Africa. We are so cowed by the moist-eyed mantras of the left and the oath-laden platitudes of Bono and Geldof, we are forced to accept collective responsibility for the bloody mess that is now Africa. It paralyses us while excusing the black continent and its rulers.

Whenever I hear people agitate for the freezing of Third World debt, I want to shout aloud for the freezing of those myriad overseas bank accounts held by black African leaders (President Mobutu of Zaire alone is believed to have squirreled away well over $10 billion). Whenever apartheid is held up as a blueprint for evil, I want to mention Bokassa snacking on human remains, Amin clogging a hydro-electric dam with floating corpses, the President of Equatorial Guinea crucifying victims along the roadway from his airport. Whenever slavery is dredged up, I want to remind everyone the Arabs were there before us, the native Ashanti and others were no slouches at the game, and it remains extant in places like the Ivory Coast. Whenever I hear the Aids pandemic somehow blamed on western indifference, I want to point to the African native practice of dry sex, the hobby-like prevalence of rape and the clumps of despotic black leaders who deny a link between the disease and HIV and who block the provision of antiretrovirals. And whenever Africans bleat of imperialism and colonialism, I want to campaign for the demolition of every road, college, and hospital we ever built to let them start again. It is time they governed themselves. Yet few play the victim card quite so expertly as black Africans; few are quite so gullible as the white liberal-left.

“On the eve of this millennium, Nelson Mandela and friends lit candles mapping the shape of their continent and declared the Twenty-first Century would belong to Africa. A pity that for every one Mandela there are over a hundred Robert Mugabes.”

So Britain had an empire and Britain did slavery. Boo hoo. Deal with it. Move on. Slavery ended here over two hundred years ago. More recently, there were tens of millions of innocents enslaved or killed in Europe by the twin industrialised evils of Nazism and Stalinism. My own first cousins—twin brothers aged sixteen—died down a Soviet salt mine. I need no lecture on eggplants and neck-irons. Most of us are descendants of both oppressors and oppressed; most of us get over it. Mind you, I am tempted by thoughts of compensation from Scandinavia for the wickedness of its Viking raids and its slaving-hub on the Liffe. As for the 1066 invasion of England by William the Bastard…

The white man’s burden is guilt over Africa (the black man’s is sentimentality), and we are blind for it. We have tipped hundreds of billions of aid-dollars into Africa without first ensuring proper governance. We encourage NGOs and food-parcels and have built a culture of dependency. We shy away from making criticism, tiptoe around the crassness of the African Union and flinch at every anti-western jibe. The result is a free-for-all for every syphilitic black despot and his coterie of family functionaries.

Africa casts a long and toxic shadow across our consciousness. It is patronised and allowed to underperform, so too its distant black diaspora. A black London pupil is excluded from his school, not because he is lazy, stupid or disruptive, but because that school is apparently racist; a black youth is pulled over by the police, not because black males commit over eighty percent of street crime, but because the authorities are somehow corrupted by prejudice. Thus the tale continues. Excuse is everywhere and a sense of responsibility nowhere. You will rarely find either a black national leader in Africa or a black community leader in the west prepared to put up his hands and say It is our problem, our fault. Those who look to Africa for their roots, role-models and inspiration are worshipping false gods. And like all false gods, the feet are of clay, the snouts long and designed for the trough, and the torture-cells generally well-equipped.

I once met the son of a Liberian government minister and asked if he had seen video-footage of his former president Samuel Doe being tortured to death. ‘Of course’, he replied with a smile. ‘Everyone has’. They cut off the ears of Doe and force-fed them to him. His successor, the warlord Charles Taylor, was elected in a landslide result using the campaign slogan He killed my ma, he killed my pa, but I will vote for him. Nice people. Liberia was founded and colonised by black Americans to demonstrate what slave stock could achieve. They certainly showed us. Forgive my heretical belief that had a black instead of a white tribe earlier come to dominate South Africa, its opponents would not have been banished to Robben island. They would have been butchered and buried there.

When asked about the problem of Africa, Harold Macmillan suggested building a high wall around the continent and every century or so removing a brick to check on progress. I suspect that over entire millennia, the view would prove bleak and unvarying.

On the eve of this millennium, Nelson Mandela and friends lit candles mapping the shape of their continent and declared the Twenty-first Century would belong to Africa. Whatever. Meantime, the vast natural resources have been frittered and agricultural production since independence has halved. A pity that for every one Mandela there are over a hundred Robert Mugabes.

Visiting a state in west Africa a few years ago, I wandered onto a beach and marvelled at the golden sands and at the sunlight catching on the Atlantic surf. It allowed me to forget for a moment the local news that day of soldiers seizing a schoolboy and pitching him head-first into an operating cement-machine. Almost forget. Then I spotted a group of villagers beating a stray dog to death for their sport. A metaphor of sorts for all that is wrong, another link in a word-association chain that goes something like Famine… Drought… Overpopulation… Deforestation… Conflict… Barbarism… Cruelty… Machetes… Child Soldiers… Massacres… Diamonds… Warlords…Tyranny… Corruption… Despair… Disease… Aids… Africa.

Africa remains the heart of darkness. Africa is hell.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Rising cases of corruption

This from the Sowetan:

INVESTIGATIONS into corruption and financial mismanagement involving provincial government departments are piling up.

AGReportProvincial departments throughout the country face a collective 1,640 investigations as a result of irregular activity, particularly in supply-chain management - a division through which contracts and tenders are awarded to national and provincial departments.

Auditor-General Terence Nombembe this week revealed a shocking number of probes into these departments, hinting that corruption might be spiralling out of control.

Leading the pack is KwaZulu-Natal, which is sitting with about 1,103 investigations for the year ending March 2011.

The province is under investigation for 710 incidents of fraud, 138 incidents involving supply-chain management and 255 other incidents of financial misconduct.

The auditor-general's report notes that "the extent of investigations commissioned suggests a control environment where fraud and financial misconduct are not prevented".

President Jacob Zuma's home province is listed in the report as one of the places with high rates of unauthorised expenditure.

The KwaZulu-Natal department of health reportedly underspent its budget by R1.4-billion, and that was because of "several lengthy tender appeals and delays on construction ..."

The two provinces that follow after KZN are Eastern Cape with 250 cases and Western Cape with 154. North West is the lowest with eight cases.

Another shocking aspect of the report is about the departments of Education, Health, Human Settlements, Public Works and Social Development - which account for 85% of provincial governments' annual spending. They were responsible for incurring R16.3-billion of the R20-billion in unauthorised, irregular as well as fruitless and wasteful expenditure.

The R20-billion squandered by the government in the year ending March 2011, was an increase from R16-billion the year before.

The auditor-general's results have not gone down well with labour unions.

Nehawu spokesman Sizwe Pamla said: "For a country that is struggling to pay its workers decent wages and failing to provide basic necessities to its citizens, this is scandalous and not acceptable.

"South Africans deserve better than this and their patience has already run out."

Individual provincial results showed that KwaZulu-Natal had the most departments receiving financially unqualified audits with 23, followed by Gauteng with 14 and Eastern Cape 11.

However, there was some progress as 31 departments retained clean audits while another 15 managed to receive clean audits.

Cadres blamed for failing departments

It must be fairly clear that the corruption of the ANC is clearly visible through all levels of government, from local municipalities (of which hundreds are essentially bankrupt) through provincial to national government.

Since the Auditor General is not white and couldn’t thus possibly be one of the “racist, previously advantaged at the expense of others, longing for Apartheid, people who should rather leave the country” crowd, I wonder what is wrong with him?  He doesn’t seem to blame the previous white government.  He seems to highlight systemic issues with awarding government contracts.

And, like with the crime statistics and everything else reported by this regime, you have to remember that this is what has been audited.  You cannot audit something which has not been documented.  And the proof exists of the number of municipalities and provincial departments not being able to supply accounts worth auditing.

You would be forgiven for thinking the current regime is running out of excuses.  But then again, they only need one.  The previous white, racist government.

248359_10150270540786474_708791473_8862281_1316556_nfrom Citipress:

Cadre deployment and nepotism are the main causes of under-performing government departments, the Christian Democratic Party said today.

“The Auditor General’s consolidated report on provinces clearly demonstrates that government must reconsider its continued blaming of apartheid for various woes,” party leader Theunis Botha said in a statement.

“The main problem lies with the present, not the distant past.”

According to the report, 69% of provincial departments employed non-competitive practices and 35% of tenders were awarded to government officials or family members, he said.

“Wasted expenditure increased from R189 million to R850m.”

Botha said that as long as the AG’s reports were not taken seriously and real efforts made to drastically improve the situation, the country would continue to underperform.

“Ridiculous election promises will remain pie in the sky and apartheid will once again be blamed. Some political maturity is seriously lacking,” he said.

Auditor General Terence Nombembe released his 2010/11 General Report on National Audit Outcomes in Pretoria on Monday.

He voiced concern about all but three of the 39 national government departments. The three were environmental affairs, public enterprises and science.

More than R20 billion spent by national and provincial departments has been found to have been unauthorised, irregular, wasteful and fruitless expenditure.

Nombembe highlighted supply chain management, a division through which contracts and tenders are awarded at both national and provincial departments, as a key problem area.

On Monday, the Federation of Unions of SA urged the government to stop “cadre deployment” and to curb corruption in local, provincial, and national government.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

The Dubious Creators of the Apartheid Museum.

Further confirmation that things are often not quite as they seem. I do not know if it has been mentioned here before but: the creators of the so called Apartheid Museum [ which is contested by a previous owner of the term Apartheid Museum who insists that he has the legal rights to the term ] are about the most unlikely candidates for having created it as they only did so in order to obtain the legal right to open a casino which is adjacent.

The following excerpt is from page 61 of a thesis entitled: Making Memory Space: Recollection and Reconciliation in Post Apartheid South African Architecture.

Truth is often stranger than fiction.

The Apartheid Museum is the brainchild of Abe and Solly Krok, entrepreneurial brothers who wished to take advantage of legal revisions that allowed for the establishment of casinos and gambling in a country previously constrained by conservative values that denied such activities. As if to highlight the dubious origins of the museum, the brothers made their fortune during Apartheid by selling toxic skin lightening cream to black women.190 The Kroks wished to develop a casino within an existing theme park and pseudo-mining town on the outskirts of Johannesburg - Gold Reef City, a successful and popular tourist attraction. In order to gain approval for the casino’s construction from the City of Johannesburg, the brothers had to produce a ‘social development’ project. After considering a variety of options, the idea of a museum was identified as a means to increase tourism, stimulate the economy and create employment.191 It is positioned in open field, on a seven-hectare site which consists of natural recreated veld and indigenous bush habitat containing a lake and paths, and on the edge of a car park, adjacent to the roller-coaster and other rides that make up Gold Reef City theme park and casino.

This revelation is further substantiated at: Apartheid: Now in Museum Form. It's almost like having a Voortrekker Monument created by Sir Alfred Milner or some other figure who capitalized on British Colonialism. [ Though oddly enough the Voortrekker Monument was designed by Gerard Moerdijk a son of Dutch immigrants who spoke English at home during his formative years. ] The ironic & downright cynical creators of this museum sort of compromises the entire project.

Monday, January 09, 2012

Reverend Waters: “Kill whites” on same page as Mandela feature

On the same page IOL has a little thumbnail link to a special feature on Nelson Mandela, is the report on yet another black man in the public eye calling for “a material number of whites” to be killed.  In the same series of tweets from this man who calls himself a preacher, father and truth seeker, he proclaims that he is busy with Biblical studies.

Now I wonder if he is a bit confused on what the Bible teaches us about our fellow brothers and sisters or if it is pure irony that this report on IOL sports a link to Nelson Mandela, the terrorist who masterminded the killing of white and black civilians in South Africa.

Update:  In true South African ministry of lies tradition, IOL has already removed this article – the cached version is here: IOL cached link

Watersfrom IOL:

A reverend used Twitter at the weekend to call for white people in South Africa to be killed.

The man singled out Helen Zille as among those who should be killed.

The Reverend Kemo Immanuel Waters runs a business called the KemoTherapy Institute of Truth and is an active member of Twitter, Facebook and MySpace. He is a DJ and describes himself on his Twitter profile as a preacher, author, poet, father and truth seeker.

From his previous tweets, Waters sounded like an intellectual, spiritual person, who occasionally discussed politics, but not with any controversy.

Then suddenly in the early hours of Saturday morning, this changed.

At 1.33am, the reverend wrote: “The only way to end racism is to kill a material number of whites. @helenzille your indifferent and patronizing stance is a double dare… ”

The tweet caused an uproar, with many responding angrily.

Zille said the tweet was hate speech and that she would be laying charges against Waters.

Tweeter @bronwynnielsen asked if he had lost his mind.

Waters replied: “No I have not lost my mind. But it is sad that this is what it takes to give racism the attention it deserves?”

In response to @Sibusisomtungwa, he tweeted: “You missed the gist of my msg… which is the only time a black man is afforded a dignified audience is when he pulls a gun.”

Waters also discussed the ANC centenary: “Happy 100th year anniversary to @MyANC_. You (sic) job is not done… but, a job well done in the past 100 years… You will rule till the rapture”.

Since his rant on Saturday, Waters has received many death threats. He said he had received five phone calls on Sunday morning from people wanting to kill him.

“All the people who gave me death threats have a racist undertone. Someone, a boer, said to me that everyone close to me will die,” Waters said.

“I will never back down. I will never take it back and I will never apologise,” he added.

Waters said he had been upset after his family had been made to sit at the bar in a busy restaurant in Camps Bay, Cape Town, for half an hour.

“In Joburg, you can go anywhere and you feel welcome.”

Waters said he would never kill anyone but knew black people who would. - The Star

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Kemo Waters

Friday, January 06, 2012

Malema continues hate-speech whilst praising Mandela

301654_2349445416478_1260388072_32830475_5931794_nfrom Farmitracker

JANUARY 6 2011 -- THABA'NCHU, FREESTATE, South Africa.

Journalists Willem van der Berg and Pieter Steyn of Volksblad newspaper reported that the “suspended” ANC youth league leader Julius Malema, now elected as a senior member of the influential Limpopo ANC's executive committee, and thus more powerful than ever before, has launched into one of his by now world-infamous rampages against “white owned” mining houses and repeated his demands that all “white-owned” land must be confiscated.

He repeatedly sang the banned song “KILL THE BOER”, to the delight of his 1,000 followers present at the meeting in Thaba'Nchu.  Just a day earlier about 700 people held a violent demonstration in which they protested vehemently against the ruling ANC.  This caused SA president Jacob Zuma to cancel his planned visit.

Yet only a day later a 1,000-member crowd cheered Julius Malema, who has since his suspension as president of the ANC youth league after a disciplinary hearing, been elected as a senior member of the Limpopo ANC executive committee.

The journalists present at the meeting said Malema continued making the same anti-white hate speech statements and again incited his followers to sing the banned song “KILL THE BOER”.

Malema reportedly also said at this meeting that he doesn't want to “chase all the whites into the sea”: on the contrary, he wants whites to work for him as domestics, he wants to humiliate them instead: “Within ten years I want whites to work as domestic labourers”, he said in a rousing speech, often breaking into his infamous “KILL THE BOER” song.

And then he added: “domestic workers are raped in the boss' and madam's bedroom but they cannot say anything because they will lose their work.”

He also spoke of his suspension as ANC youth league leader, and said “individuals make mistakes and leaders shouldn't then threaten with disciplinary actions.  You can never suppress a revolutionary”, he yelled.

He ranted against banks, mining houses and white-owned land and said: “the media mustn't tell me I own land.  I own a little bit of land”.  He praised ex-ANC president Nelson Mandela for “his visionary leadership which convinced the ANC to drop its peaceful resistance and start the armed struggle”.

“Mandela told us it didn't help to write letters to the Queen of England. He said we must take up the weapon - and he said this when he was a member of the ANC youth league. And we will have to do the same thing if we want our economic freedom today”, MALEMA said.

After his speech, the minister of sport Fikile Mbalula, also attacked the ANC in a fiery speech and said that the ANC youth league was “AN AUTONOMOUS AND MILITANT organisation.  The mother-body should not try to change that, they will never be able to do that.”

Mbalula was lavish in his praise of Malema.  “There have been many great youth-league leaders before Malema and they all became great leaders. They all went through the process to reach the top.  So why can't Julius?”

Mbalula also said it wasn't relevant that the ANC's lavish year-long party would cost R100 million. “What's money, it's f—k all,” he cursed.  Throughout this meeting, the crowd was constantly encouraged and inspired to sing “KILL THE BOER”.

Meanwhile just 20km away from this venue, SA president Jacob Zuma paid a flash-visit to the Botshabelo former mission-station township.  He promised residents “piped water” soon.

Wednesday, January 04, 2012

The Tokoloshe

Tokoloshefrom Wikipedia: In Zulu mythology, Tikoloshe, Tokoloshe or Hili (from the Xhosa word utyreeci ukujamaal) is a dwarf-like water sprite. It is considered a mischievous and evil spirit that can become invisible by swallowing a pebble. Tokoloshes are called upon by malevolent people to cause trouble for others. At its least harmful a tokoloshe can be used to scare children, but its power extends to causing illness and even death upon the victim. The way to get rid of him is to call in the n’anga (witch doctor), who has the power to banish him from the area.

Regular readers of this blog will know that we have referred to certain individuals exhibiting mud hut mentality before, meaning people who don’t understand the world outside the boundaries of their little “huts”.  This is nothing to do with race or people living in a specific abode.  Malema is a very good example of an individual exhibiting mud hut mentality and we also refer to them as mud hut dwellers.

Now read the following piece written by Vusi Mabaso.  Here you see the opposite side of the spectrum.  A person capable of thinking beyond the limitations others want to impose on him.  It is a real pity that the views expressed here aren’t common amongst South Africans, regardless of race or background.

I always think of Americans as the benchmark for patriotism.  The majority of them always refer to themselves as Americans with pride, without fear of losing anything of their heritage.  Whether you are talking about Irish Americans, Italian Americans or African Americans.  They are proud of their heritage.  But they always are American patriots.  I don’t think this is something which was ever really achieved in South Africa, however many times you heard “Rainbow Nation” or the “New South Africa”.

I don’t agree with all the sentiments or statements made, but it is still a worthwhile read.  I say that I don’t agree with all the statements for a reason – for one, the white race certainly didn’t start slavery nor was it ever the only race to commit this savage deed, but it sure as hell was the first race to put an end to it.

400 years ago Africa might as well been another planet in our solar system.

We were living in peace in our thatch huts. The 10 piece of cattle were grazing under the African sky. The head of the family sat in the shade of a tree drinking beer, the wives were working the land and the kids were making clay oxen to play with.

Every man’s dream, even to this day, no matter where on this planet you might come from. It sounds like the African version of the Playboy mansion. You sit in the shade and your multiple wives work for you.

Then the Europeans arrived and laughed at our people who had no education and thought our way of life was savagery. We had to fight them with spears to survive and ultimately lost the battle. They took our land and made us their slaves. They sold us to America and we became a trading commodity.

That is, what it is. We can’t change the past. So now 400 years later, what now?

We had to learn through bloodshed that we were not a planet of another solar system. We are part of this world and in this world there are certain rules that can’t be broken if you want to have food. Whether we like these rules or not, they are a reality. We can fight them like Mugabe does but it would only result in hunger.

Too many Africans are yearning for life as we knew it back then…but they just love the white man’s BMW and Lear Jet. The donkey cart is way too primitive for their liking and the cow hides that once covered our loins are not as “cool” as a Hugo Boss suit. We are a race that conveniently wants to fall back on our traditions when it suits us.

Not everybody has the ability to be as black and white as I am, and I mean that in more than one sense. I accept and acknowledge that. But I had to ask myself where do I fit in? Do I want to go back to my ancestral land in Dundee and demand this land be given back to me so I can acquire a few wives and create my own Playboy Mansion or do I like it here in Sandton with a Blackberry?

You would be horrified if you read all the messages I get on Facebook of people swearing at me, calling me a traitor, a disgrace to all black people in South Africa and that whites are paying me to blog my views.

What they don’t know is that I have been very blessed to come from a long line of fighters that have fought from the days of the spear right up to the AK47. They fought for my freedom and as sure as this sun is going to come up tomorrow, I am not going to mess up all they have fought for.

I have to address this cultural jail that stands between my people and true freedom.

Let us look at the Tokoloshe first.

You slept with your bed raised up on a few bricks so that when the Tokoloshe comes at night, he could move freely around your room without knocking his head against any object. For those that know this superstition will know it is a small mystical hairy thing that looks like a psychotic angry little bear and catches you at night. But if he knocks his head against your bed, you are going to get this menace all over you and he has a temper like no other on earth. Stop laughing, I’m dead serious!

I haven’t seen him yet. I badly wanted to see him when I was small because while others feared him, I thought he sounded cool and wanted to befriend him. My grandmother would look at me in absolute horror when I wanted to see the Tokoloshe. She would tell my mother “Eish this child scares me”.

When my Grandfather returned from exile, he brought me a Teddy Bear from London. I looked at the Teddy and instantly knew this was the Tokoloshe I always wanted to meet. So my bear got named Tokoloshe. I got smacked a few times because I would jump on my Grandmother when she takes her afternoon nap and scare her with Tokoloshe.

But the modern new reborn Tokoloshes sit in Parliament.

Parliament…hmmmm… let us discuss running this country, being an example to the citizens and our traditions.

In a new African landscape how practical is it having multiple wives? Nice idea, being a man. Come on you guys reading this, admit it!

But 20 children? Not so good because if I see what my university education and all the sundry trimmings are costing my father I would hate to think he had to make 20 of us. He would need to join the bank robbers to keep us at university.

My mother didn’t come cheap either, so he would have had to start stealing cattle from the white farmers if he wanted more wives. She cost him 40 head of cattle back in the 80’s. But wow, was she worth every cow! You should see her today in her Chanel dress …but 5 of them?

That is the humorous side of our tradition, but the more serious side is the following reality. There are only two of us and not twenty. So from my first breath my father has been there every step of my way thus far. We are his life and the reason he works this hard. He has spent every moment available guiding me into manhood (without sending me to a bush so some traditional butcher can slaughter my stuff beyond repair) How, as a father will you possibly find the time to devout this kind of attention to 20 kids? I don’t even want to think what life would have been like without my father. Unthinkable.

But what would I have been, if my father happily cavorted around claiming it is his culture and tradition?

I probably would have been marching with Malema on the road to nowhere and my father would have been dead by now. I would be visiting a graveyard and trying to find life’s answers from a stone. Back in the 80’s when he married my mother us blacks haven’t heard of HIV/Aids and those enlightened ones that did know about it, thought it was a homosexual disease.

So unbeknown to us we were killing ourselves. Merrily living out the principles of our tradition, not knowing we are committing suicide and resulting in 2 Million orphans just in South Africa alone, let alone the rest of Africa.

Wouldn’t this be a far more worthy cause to march about than march to get stuff you deliriously think should be given to you for free?

Imagine what must be going through the mind of a 4 year old kid, who is left all alone tonight, with nobody to take care of him or her? None of these orphaned kids asked to be here, so imagine how a child has to try and make sense of all of this?

So why do I still have my parents? Because my father knew he can’t run around making babies that he can’t provide for. He had to think soberly about life with a new millennium looming. He had us because he wanted us. We were to become his legacy. We weren’t conceived in a moment of uncontrolled lust or in the name of an outdated tradition.

We won’t discuss the merits of the social grant for mothers with kids and absent fathers but alarmingly condoms are still very unpopular accessories amongst the population of Africa. Until recently we had that scary old Bat as a minister of health. Tokolosh personified. Beetroot juice and cabbage leaves will cure the disease, while the Chief would shower after a bit of inyama.

What did my father do 7 years ago when I reached puberty? He sat me down and told me the facts and how it all happens. Every time I leave the house he jokingly says he will draw blood when I return and have me tested. He jokes, but it has sunk in so deep now, I think about the consequences every time I see a gorgeous girl.

What do my people do? Until recently it was better swept under the table than discuss the matter. It became unlawful to state a person has died of AIDS on his death certificate. How big is this denial?

Please don’t make a comment after you have read this and tell me this disease was invented by the Apartheid rulers to wipe us out. I’m not even going to discuss that old stale story! And speaking about Apartheid, get over it. It has no relevance in 2011. Dead, gone, born 31-05-1961 and was executed on 27-04-1994. Our ultimate justification for everything that we do wrong can’t come back so we can stone it.

The most bizarre superstition was invented to “cure” the disease. Rape a girl and it goes away. By girl, I mean little ones that had to helpless have their lives taken from them without their consent. Grown men believing in rubbish like this. How in the name of God can you possibly justify this, no matter what your traditions or beliefs are?

We have now for far too long shrugged our shoulders and hid behind our traditions on the one hand and on the other we want to sit at the UN and pretend we have the wisdom to help decide the fate of other countries. In this world we need to merge with, you have:

1. One wife. You sleep around, you die.

2. You have more kids than you can provide for, they starve and when they grow up they will steal to survive because you didn’t have enough money to send them to a decent school. The government schools are a complete waste of time because the teachers are never in class.

3. You can’t sell or trade with your daughters. They are not consumer goods.

4. You study or qualify as an artisan so you can earn your own keep and build your own house. There isn’t enough money going around building 40 Million free houses. You can wait until the sun burns itself out, it is not going to happen. So live with it.

5. Forget the white man’s wealth. It has long gone been transferred to Sydney. There isn’t any left here. Create your own. Forget about redistribution. Use your logic. The wealth of 5 Million whites was never going to send 45 Million blacks into a blissful retirement. The white wealth Malema cries about daily, was only in the hands of a few whites.

So until we move ourselves forward and merge ourselves with the world, we will remain primitive. 17 Years after independence you don’t dance from Beyers Naude to the stock exchange and have foreign journalists film your insanity in the name of freedom. We were freed 17 years ago, embrace it and use your freedom to trade with the world, not crash your own stock market.

We can march up to the Union Buildings until the cows come home. We are not going to move ourselves forward until we free ourselves from ourselves!

R250m pay-outs to former councillors

awb_better_than_ancYou couldn’t make this up if you tried.  All over the country, municipalities are bankrupt due to corruption and outright theft, the infrastructure is falling apart and citizens have expressed their outrage with dozens of protests.  But that’s what you get when bafoons run the show…

Alicestine October, Die Burger

Cape Town - Taxpayers will be coughing up about R250m for former councillors who were not re-elected in last year’s local government elections.

This despite research by Municipal IQ, an independent online information service on local government, showing that between 2006 and 2010 there were 277 protest marches against bad service delivery.

Mbulelo Musi, spokesperson for the co-operative governance and traditional affairs department, said the money will be used to compensate former councillors who had served their full five-year terms for their “hard work under extremely difficult circumstances”.

“The payments are in recognition of the great contribution to service delivery made by former councillors to improve people’s lives.”

He said about 5 000 councillors from all political parties from all over the country will qualify.

Joint decision

Musi said the department, the Seriti commission for the remuneration of public office-bearers, the SA Local Government Association (Salga) and the national treasury had taken a joint decision on this.

The treasury has budgeted R256m for this purpose.

Musi would not say whether the payment, which equates to three months’ pensionable salary, will be performance-related.

“The commission did not say anything about performance, but we foresee no problems in this regard.”

Municipal trade union Samwu spokesperson Tahir Sema said they oppose the payments.

“It is a waste of money that could be spent on service delivery. It would be better at least to link it to councillors’ performance. If they had performed well, there would not have been any protests about service delivery, would there? How does one compensate such people?”

Derek Luyt, an analyst with the Public Service Accountability Monitor, also said the money could be better spent elsewhere.

“I can find no justification for something that was not budgeted for and with which aggrieved councillors are now being pacified.”

Luyt said this set a dangerous precedent. “They should get nothing. This represents everything that is wrong with our political system, where office-holders see their work as just one more way of making money.”

- Die Burger