My Opinion by Black Budda Phly

I think people who are always waiting for something bad to happen to other people so they can gossip about it are the most miserable people on earth. Like do you hate your life so much that the only thing you can do with it is wait for me to trip so you can laugh?

I think people who like to boast about what they have or what they have achieved must have the worst feelings of emptiness inside... Okay so do you think I care what size your bed is? Or how all the guys at your work are just crazy about yew? B!#+¥ Come on!

I think women who publish half naked / nude pictures of themselves shouldn't be surprised when the guys they date never propose to them... They be like "Why do I always get the childish boys who just want sex and can't commit "  Are you for real??

I think people who always publish pictures of what they eat or drink so people can think they're cool are a bunch of lonley idiots looking for attention. They be like, " Lemme take pic of this plate so people can think lead a very expensive and exciting life." Pshh please!

And that's just my opinion!

Elections Author Unknown

Mandela's cabinet consisted of 28 ministers and their deputies.

Thabo Mbeki cabinet consisted of 28 ministers and their deputies.

Jacob Zuma cabinet consists of 64 ministers and 64 deputy ministers.

Each minister has 8 bodyguards

Each minister has 2 mansions in Cape
Town and in Pretoria.

Each deputy minister has 8
bodyguards.

Each deputy minister has 2 mansions
in Cape Town and in Pretoria.

In 2009 when the Zuma government took over, auditor general reported a loss of R8 billion.

In 2010 we lost R15 billion.

In 2011 n 2012 we lost R20 billion.

In 2013 we lost R31 billion.

America has about 400 million citizens and Obama cabinet consists of only
20 people.

South Africa has 51 million citizens
and is the only country in the world that has the biggest cabinet that consist of 128 people.

Our debt is R1 trillion.

As you vote on May 7th, think about the billions we lose every year, monies that could have created jobs.

What's on your list? By Mohsina Latif

I always had this dream. Of watching U2 perform I still haven't found, one of my favourite songs, live. I loved the way the mass of people always sang to it so heartily, regardless of whether english was even a first language in that country. Then, on February 13th 2011 I watched Bono perform the song live at Soccer City in Johannesburg, and I got to scratch what I thought would be the most impossible item off my bucket list. That's the thing; it seems that sometimes even the things you think are impossible will their way to you.

My favourite part of having a bucket list is that there are moments, when you can cross off something from your list, that you realise these moments will become some of the best memories of your life; the moments that you will look back on one day and remember as making your life more worthwhile.

In addition to U2, my bucket list included watching Coldplay live, watching Brazil play football and going away on holiday on my own. Those are the things I've crossed off. And then there are the things I am yet to cross off; I want to go to Glastonbury and Tomorrowland, I want to take Eric Lanlard's baking course, I want to get my PhD., I want to travel the world, I want to take a professional dance class, I want to watch all my favourite bands perform live. I want to cycle the Cape Argus. I want to watch Cirque du Soleil.

And as you grow up, your list will change. You'll want new things, you'll let go off things you thought were important before. And at the end of it, I'd like to think that those will be the memories that make your life worthwhile.

So make a list. Simple things like take a new class. Learn a new language. Watch the sunrise on the beach. Let go of a floating lantern. And bigger things. Like travel. Go to a concert to sing your favourite song live. Find a way to change someone's life for the better. Find ways to challenge yourself; to remind yourself life is more than the ebb and flow of daily routine. To remind yourself that there are moments that make everything seem extraordinary. I always had this dream. Of watching U2 perform I still haven't found, one of my favourite songs, live. I loved the way the mass of people always sang to it so heartily, regardless of whether english was even a first language in that country. Then, on February 13th 2011 I watched Bono perform the song live at Soccer City in Johannesburg, and I got to scratch what I thought would be the most impossible item off my bucket list. That's the thing; it seems that sometimes even the things you think are impossible will their way to you.

My favourite part of having a bucket list is that there are moments, when you can cross off something from your list, that you realise these moments will become some of the best memories of your life; the moments that you will look back on one day and remember as making your life more worthwhile.

In addition to U2, my bucket list included watching Coldplay live, watching Brazil play football and going away on holiday on my own. Those are the things I've crossed off. And then there are the things I am yet to cross off; I want to go to Glastonbury and Tomorrowland, I want to take Eric Lanlard's baking course, I want to get my PhD., I want to travel the world, I want to take a professional dance class, I want to watch all my favourite bands perform live. I want to cycle the Cape Argus. I want to watch Cirque du Soleil.

And as you grow up, your list will change. You'll want new things, you'll let go off things you thought were important before. And at the end of it, I'd like to think that those will be the memories that make your life worthwhile.

So make a list. Simple things like take a new class. Learn a new language. Watch the sunrise on the beach. Let go of a floating lantern. And bigger things. Like travel. Go to a concert to sing your favourite song live. Find a way to change someone's life for the better. Find ways to challenge yourself; to remind yourself life is more than the ebb and flow of daily routine. To remind yourself that there are moments that make everything seem extraordinary

They Say by is Mohsina Latif

They say everyone comes into your life for a reason, some of the time not for forever. They say life will give you the people you need. They say some people are only meant to be a part of your life for a season. There's a lot of things they say about people who aren't in your life for a long time; but these sayings are just words that are meant to lessen the feelings of loss when people leave your life.

Growing up is hard because you don't always grow at the same pace as the people close to you in your life, and sometimes as hard as you might try they leave anyways because the things that held you together change and there's nothing holding you together anymore. When this happens there isn't much you can do; and when you try to forcefully keep things together, it's like trying to force together two puzzle pieces that don't go together. As much as you try to push them together eventually you have to accept they don't match and seperate them. Growing up is kind of like that. The friends you make sometimes suit one part of you, and as you grow you realise they don't suit who you're becoming. And whilst this doesn't mean the friendship has to end, it isn't exactly easy to sustain a relationship with someone who know longer understands your perspective or shares it. I'm not really certain what happens at this point; the point where you realise that you no longer have anything in common with people who once were like the other half of who you are. I'm not sure what happens at this point since the only other relationships I've had to let go off weren't as monumental as some others; and because there were relationships that I never imagined I'd have to let go of.

The thing is, it's fairly obvious when something isn't fitting anymore, but unlike merely peeling apart two ill-fitted puzzle pieces, letting go of a valued relationship is a lot harder. Accepting that there is no longer anything that sustains it is hard. Accepting that you have to go and find new people that fit who you are is hard. Accepting that you've grown up and grown apart is hard. And most of all, accepting that forcing things to stay as they were is the hardest part.

They say everyone comes into your life for a reason, some of the time not for forever. They say life will give you the people you need. They say some people are only meant to be a part of your life for a season. But these are just the words I turn to, to try and make sense of the new normal I'm faced with. These are just the words I use to console myself about growing apart from something I put years of effort into. These are just the words I tell myself as I adjust to a new normal. These are just words. . .

Is religion losing its relevance in today society by Themba Mtunja

I do not mean to sound disrespectful in any way. The reaso I am asking this question is because of the things I observe in my everyday life, and being a riligious young person in South Africa. Is religion still relevant in today's lifestyle as it was about thirty years ago and will it still be relevant in the coming thirty years? The reason I ask this question is because I see less youth in churches today and the majority of people who go to churches are old people. Is it because of the development of technology in our society or is it that the youth does not see the importance that a religion plays in our society? Does this contribute to the behaviour of our youth in South Africa? Does religion play a part in an areas crime rate or moral behaviour? If the moral behaviour of the youth of today bad compared to that of thirty years ago, what about the coming thirty years? Does this mean as technology advances and people become more urbanised or rather "modernised" in our now civilesed manner of living losing some or most of the important ways in which mould a persons character or calibre? Its even bad when I consider the practice of cultural activities. Does it mean is the youth drifts further away from the roots of their ancestors also lose themselves in the advancement of technology?

Girls spreading AIDS by Thabiso Mokgosi

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My name is Thabiso Mokgosi and I have recently come into contact with a sophisticated group of beautiful girls spreading the HI virus.

I met (Mercedes K Madube) via the promotional agency we both worked for. We had been flirting for a year and on the last minute, she confessed
her intention was to infect me with the HI virus, but somehow she couldn’t go thru with it. Subsequently after that I was approached by another beautiful girl (Wilhemina bodiba) belonging to this group. This   all happened within 3 days of each other.

This group seems to know my where abouts, they keep messaging me of where I am and how long I have been there. This group recently contacted my girlfriend with the intention of creating a rift between us. They got hold of her via a social network and forwarded her messages.

This group consists of young beautiful girls; they meet on Mondays to discuss stats and targets. This is dangerous and I feel people should be made aware of such groups, because they do exist.

Below is a dialogue between myself and Mercedes K Madube via Facebook.

December 3
Thabiso Tubs Mokgosi

Okay...I didn't know how you felt about me...till
now...things between us have been easy going & all
of a sudden you want me to spill my life story on a
social network. I think that's being a bit
unreasonable...I, will tell you in due course.
yeah...I'm in to you...that's no secret...I have never
asked you bout ur personal life...coz I wouldn't
want to complicate it. Maybe you have
expectations of me that I'm not aware of. so we are
not friends now? What's going on...?

December 3
Mercedes K Mogasi

i guess i am bn unreasonable.So u into me but we
friends?wat dus dat mean?da gal wit u on ur
facebook pics,is dat ur gal?da one?do u love her?if
so,how is it possible dat u into me?

December 3
Mercedes K Mogasi

silence???

December 3
Thabiso Tubs Mokgosi

Ohh...so that is what this is all about...pics on my
Facebook profile...yeah I have been in on an of
relationship with this girl...its on off & those pics
are coming off...so how do you feel bout me???

December 3
Mercedes K Mogasi

Im crazy abt u#shy#so u don love her anymore?u
guys r over?
slow down,i got a confession to make,whereva u r
ryt now,pls sit down.......
my boo...#tearing up#...I'm HIV+,yes HIV
positive,bn a year now,my boyfriend infected
me.Yes,im dying & yes my aim till lyk a minute
ago,was to hook up wit u,seduce u so u'd sleep wit
me,i wanted to infect u.I hate good lookin guys dat
much.I'm not da only one,des a group of us dat
does dis,12 of us r frnds wit u on facebook,some on
twitter,its a race,we flirt & charm good looking
guys & whoeva gets de first,plants da virus,we all
got it frm guys,hot guys.Its a very sick game i
knw.A group of bitter women spreading HIV
through social networks.I couldn't go thru it wit u
for sum reason,u so sweet#teary#i jus had to
confess.I'm sorry boo

December 3
Thabiso Tubs Mokgosi

Now that's something I didn't know...I thot we were
just fooling around yeah...
Ohh...shit that's hectic hey...let me pass by & we
will talk bout it...im really so hear that...friend to
friend...I'm sad to hear that...I mean that...u so
strong thou...

December 3
Mercedes K Mogasi

No No,wen i say craze abt u,i mean it literally coz
i wantd to infect u wit AIDS.yeah,fooling around
wit ur lyf,myn's over!I hate wat i'm doing but its
my way of dealing wit da anger,makes me feel
better.My boyfriend cheated on me coz wat i didn
knw wudn hurt me,but i still got hurt,in da worst
way possible.

December 3
Thabiso Tubs Mokgosi

Yo!!! I'm flabbergasted...

December 3
Mercedes K Mogasi

no tubs,u don't get it,i'm in halfway gardens coz
i'm takin care of him,cahngin his dypers & shit#
literally#hes dying#da man dat i love is dying.I
don wana be ur friend,i cant be,i got holda u coz i
wantd to make u pay for anada man's mistakes.
Anada woman did dis to me & my baby,i don wana
b da reason ur woman cries.

December 3
Mercedes K Mogasi

Still wana hook up now?Still wana delete ur boo's
fotos now?U guys r such easy bastards,willin to
throw out da real deal for a fling,always!!!Foolin
around!????dats how i got in dis position in da first
place.He was jus bored & desperate,he slept wit
one gal,jus one,not many,she didn knw she was
positive,he usd protection,da condom burst,for da
first tym in 3yrs he was jus foolin around,he neva
intended to hurt me.We were also on & off,i guess i
grew dull & boring,i struggle to make ends meet &
compared to whats out de,i cudnt offer him much if
@ all.Serves me ryt for being so arrogant thinkin
i'm da hottest thing eva
was nothin

December 3
Thabiso Tubs Mokgosi

Thank you for not going thru with your plan to
infect me...that I'll always be internally grateful to
you for...

December 3
Mercedes K Mogasi

My boo....lol...sounds rong evn sayin dat coz dats
wat u cald ur galfrnd on dose fotos,jus do me a
favour,find ur galfrnd,whereva she myt b ryt
now,find her,if she's far,call her & let her knw
how much u love her,how much she means to u.I
can tell u still luv her by how desperate u r for us
to hook up,u think dat'll get her outa ur
system,well it won't,i'm a woman,i knw.U love
her, for u to evn proclaim it on a social network,it
takes a real man to admit his feelings to da world
abt a woman lyk dat,she means da world to u.U
guys r jus probably havin problems ryt
now,breakin up,makin up,maybe she jus talks too
much,da small annoyin things,i don knw.All i knw
is wateva da challenges u guys face,wateva u did
or she did,u can forgive each otha,she still hasn
made u sick,nothin's worse dan
dat.Stress,frustrations,space,financial
problms,insecurities r a normal part of any
relationship,dey can be fixed.Two ppl who luv
each otha can talk & get thru dat,not easily,but
can be done.I still wish my man & i were still havn
dose financial problems etc. @ da end of da day we
cud chat & iron dem out,but AIDS,we cant change
da fact dat we dying,can we?
..

December 3
Thabiso Tubs Mokgosi

That's hectic...hectic beyond words...I still can't
believe this...yeah...its reeling I'm my head...but it
hasn't sunk in...I'm speechless right now...
December 3
Mercedes K Mogasi
Don thank me,be careful& warn others,its not jus
me but a group of us,each one of us has many
profiles,we got guys too,so warn ladies as well.All
i'm sayin is,don b a typical man,don go lukin for
da easy way out wen da goin gets tough in a
relationship esp one dat u stood against all odds to
build,a relationship is work,work on it,b
patient,love her & don hold back.Wateva it is, it
can be fixed.All i'm sayin is,appreciate wat u
hav,she's very beautiful,despite her faults,im sure
she takes very gud care of u as dey say,behind evr
good lookin powerful man,is a wise beautiful
woman.U guys don have AIDS,VALUE DAT!!!u don
knw wat its lyk,i wish i had ur problems coz dey
can b fixed.U love her my boo,u wudn put her on
facebook or b wit her if u didnt.U wudn b
who u r or whe u r today if she hadn't supported
& believed in u,don knw,im jus sayin.Its a sat,take
her out for ice cream,a movie,a walk in da
park,wateva,u don hav dypers to change lyk i
do.hug her tight close to ur chest,feel her
heartbeat,love her,evn if she's rong,ego asyd,go
down on ur knees & say sorry.Call her,listen
to her,make deep passionate love to her
,anythin to make things ryt my friend,jus do
it.Foolin around is not a solution,cud liv u scarred
for lyf or even dead.Its hard to find a genuine
partner des days so wen u have it,hold on tight &
cherish it.90 percent of young ppl r positive#real
talk#if ur partner isn't,thank dem.Evn my parents
r positive,in marriage,dats y i go to botswana so
much!Be a man who makes a difference!#sigh#
appreciate w

December 3
Thabiso Tubs Mokgosi

#Appreciated...there's so much to live for...so hold
on to that yeah...
December 4
Mercedes K Mogasi
wats gud wit u?

December 4
Thabiso Tubs Mokgosi

I'm all good, u...what's good with you?

December 5
Mercedes K Mogasi

hey u...im gud jus tired.I jus thot i shud warn u,i
don knw y im doin dis but im gonna do it
anyway.Pls,Pls stay away frm a gal by da name
Vel,she's one of us,she was here gloatin dat she
contacted u & u agreed to meet her,is it true?If
so,pls don't,she's one of da top gals in our
group,she has no remorse.she told me dat u startin
to trust & confide in her abt u & ur
galfriend,somethin abt yol bn in an on off
relationship,abt u not wanting to be in a
committed relationship,abt u splittin end of
Dec,same thing u told me basically.She's very
excited by da fact dat u told her abt me & how i
wanted to give u Aids,its was da biggest joke in our
group today.We all get together on Mondays,dats
wen we have our 'meetings' & do stats. Vel didnt
only let her boyfriend go,she infected him,he dusn
knw yet.Worse part,her sister knws wat she dus &
helps her catch her prey,works for her coz it luks
convincing.Da dude who passed on her #,oh,he's
also one of us.We're everywhere.Try not to open
up & confide in ppl u don knw,speak to ur galfrnd
man coz dats a common strategy we use to get u to
trust & b comfortable so watch out,sum guys we get
em drunk & rape em#true story#Ur in great
danger,ur boo is too, so pls watch ur back.Maybe i
shud give u a list of my group.#later

December 5
Thabiso Tubs Mokgosi

Wow!!! I'm eternally grateful. Thank u...from.the
bottom of my heart...#GodBlessU

December 5
Thabiso Tubs Mokgosi

Pls do...hook me up with that list...

December 10
Mercedes K Mogasi

hey,pls watch out for Vel & company @da concert
tonyt,u posted on twitter remember?dey were de
lasnyt as well,she says she cald & sent u an sms &
u ignored her,sumthin abt waitin for her siblings
@da concert,she jus wantd to make sure u not
de.She's wit sum new gal, many of dem,all pretty
gals,its cald training.Dey spike drinks,even prick if
possible so pls b careful of gals cumin too close.Afta
parties r worse hey,im gonna b de too.I gotta work
u knw. Have fun jus b careful.

December 10
Mercedes K Mogasi

by da way Vel or one of da gals planning to tell u
sum story abt car breakin down so dey can sleep @
ur place.da aim is to get a chance to liv underwear
& used condoms in ur pocket,car or hous to break
u up wit ur boo.Dis is evil & goes deep.To be
honest,ur galfriend's da only woman u safe wit &
can trust ryt now,not even ur mom,one of our gals
goes to church wit her & believe me,ppl @ da
church knw ur dillemma.Be careful!

Sunday
Thabiso Tubs Mokgosi

Thank you Mercy...I have been thinking alot bout
u. I'm keeping you & your family in my prayers.
Everything is going to be alright...u best believe
that!!!

Sunday
Mercedes K Mogasi

don't pray for me,pray for yoself,u da one whos lyf
is in danger,i don need ur sympathy.wat i do is a
choice & i don feel bad abt it @ all.Nothing's ever
gonna b alright Tubs,get dat through ur
head.There's no turning back where i am,jus like
prostitution & dis is not somethin u&i will chat abt
when we meet coz my convos with u will
definately b recorded,so avoid me when we do.I jus
put up a front,look pretty & move along. @ da end
of da day,like everyone else,i gotta meet my
targets!

Sunday
Mercedes K Mogasi

besides,ppl who use da phrase 'ill pray for
u,usually don even pray for themselves until
something's wrong,so i don believe in it.sorry

19 hours ago
Mercedes K Mogasi

ur in virgin active vodaworld now ryt?and u bn
goin de for a week now ryt?watch out,u got
fans,dey more dan jus fans,some of our trainees r
workin out de dis month,trust me deyr gud,very
smart,pretty gals too#true story#some will open up
to u abt their personal problems,watch out.Id back
off from chicks for sumtym if i were u.

18 hours ago
Thabiso Tubs Mokgosi

Cool...thanks

18 hours ago
Mercedes K Mogasi

by da way,hope u told ur boo da truth abt us,she
deserves to knw da truth.Vel saw our charts &
wants to forward em to her,how u & i were
flurtin,how desperate u were to speak & meet wit
me dat sat,how u cald her sum on & off gal dat u
jus bn datin for a little while,how u wanted to
delete her pictures,how u wantd to offload to me
dat sat.All dis myt break u up.Im scared coz Vel's
crazy,has no remorse.Pls confess to ur boo if u
havn't already,pls.If u two trully luv each otha
u'll find a way past dis okay.....

18 hours ago
Thabiso Tubs Mokgosi

Thanks for the warning...will be sure to be on the
look out...#RealTalk

18 hours ago
Mercedes K Mogasi

think of it dis way,its december,wats da one thing
dat she wants da most?make it happen,even if its
beyond ur powers,try ur best to make it happen
for her,it'll show dat u luv her,well,dats if u do....

10 hours ago
Mercedes K Mogasi

My boyfriend just passed away,lyk an hour ago#
heart broken#he was in so much tubs,im still
waiting for da mortuary ppl to get here#going
crazy#
Da list i promised u: Myself-mercy madube(bf
infected me)whilleminah boddiba(bf)nezz khehle
(rape)lerato mokebe(bf)lebo khambule(bf)horatia
sifeni(bf)nomonde bacela(raped by bf's friend)
refilwe metsing(bf)babs finiza(bf)lethu(rape)
mashadi lesia(bf)samola selemela(bf)
keneiloemolapo(bf)thuli sokhela(bf)kekelletso
motasie(rape by dad)julymaluleka(rape)barby
afrique(bf)amanda chermon(bf)mantsa ramaboya
(bf)sibongile meya(bf)pabi mayemo(rape)

10 hours ago
Mercedes K Mogasi

that's not all,dose r just da ones i recall from da
top of my head,my closest friends.Is it possible for
us to meet today,i need to talk to someone
rational,im going out of my mind,please.I'll hook u
up with da rest of da list plus da guys.Please let me
know before one,no strings,u can even come with
ur galfriend if u lyK.By da way im sorry for what
Vel did to u guys,i tried to stop her,i really did,but
she'd already searched for her & sent her da
messages,i hope u had told her da truth though.Ur
a gud guy.I knw u had.She will forgive u in tym.U
guys love each other,fight against this evil.Please
come & see me,des something very important i
want u to c.

10 hours ago
Mercedes K Mogasi

i want to show u how i knw everything that i knw
& how u can do da same,for ur safety.

6 hours ago
Mercedes K Mogasi

Do u knw where Casablanca is?its a complex in
Halfway gardens,dats where im @,please come to
Casablanca @ two today,let me knw when u @ da
gate.I don't wanna scare u in fact i was too afraid
to sau but i have to tell u that apparently u made
our stats this week,i don't know how,but yes u
have.Did anything weird happen over the
weekend?Don't be scared just yet,go for a
test,convince her to get tested too,go back again
after 3months,but please please come & see me
today.its important!

Disclaimer* : Article sourced from

http://what-is-a-blogg.blogspot.nl/2013/08/girls-spreading-aids.html?spref=bl&m=1

Human machine by Eliha Kai Orah

I've been thinking of times which might release me from my remedies. Memories of old and bold, the reflux of generative gaps now moving for the very first time. My demons remind me of my angels, but nothing is strange. All this place becomes is home before it drifts away forever into nothingness. Like Bauilliard's simulacra and simulation, the maps that have replaced reality is reality itself. That exchange is a transaction of human souls in return for a life on Earth, a term and condition accepted as a being in a simulated universe.

I live in a time of wine and mental slavery. The wine I find in the grape I consume, the slavery in the human consumed by ancient, expiring truths. I tell you of Christ and you tell me of the bible, as though the two are the same thing. The latter has immortalised the former, a simple man, who in term has made the latter quite famous. Nowhere else is a documentary equivalent to its subject. Only J.K Rowling knows the truth about Harry Potter. Everything else is entertainment and we only see everything else. In truth, we see immediately that entertainment is a hindrance. To love it enough to state it as a crucial prospect of life is to be enslaved by it. A thousand shelves can never carry the reality available to you in a second. If you've tried to understand this life, that should put you right. You can spend your entire life documenting the happenings within a second and your afterlife editing those happenings - your next life will be but a simple refinement of that first draft that you authored with your actions in the previous one. All things, even the imagined things believe they truly exist.

There are proletariat in the mental state as well as the financial state. They are not conscious, except of those mundane performances of life that say morality, reproduction, survival and I. Their morality is always under threat. Their reproduction carries expensive consequences. Their survival is just that, a life purely lived to survive.

I is the most interesting of these. Identity is not taught but it may be replaced and clever governments have a very subtle way of doing so. We have people who see what isn't there, who talk to themselves the way most talk to an intimate friend, others whose minds tune into different frequencies simultaneously, yet regardless of it all, there is no one who lacks the identity of self. Our insanity exists inside the world, as much as our personal identities. The both of them exist side by side, not separate in any physical way but nevertheless distinct. Those who appear insane are led by their insanity as they amble about whereas those who appear sane, those perfect slaves of the system, lead their insanity in such a way as to conceal it. So I tell myself, to be insane is to know that you deserve more from the system. Reality seems to accommodate only a handful of seven billion. This small population, in truth, are the same handful who've had the privilege of having that same figure reflect on their bank statements and pay slips.

Regardless of the amounts of criticism one may face, an insane person knows inherently that he is responsible for his own bondage. Not only that, but to be insane is to know that you are in a kind of bondage. The boxes of slavery are endless. They follow one another like dolls. Coming out of a physical imprisonment you are met by a social imprisonment, a social imprisonment defined by trends, behavioural trends, fashion trends, all borders to a norm met to limit you. That's why creativity is so dangerous and one thing detrimental to creativity is dogma. Dogma is a call centre which promises to have God's personal line. Once convinced that there is someone on the other end, you ultimately begin to invest in airtime. To some the airtime is accepting that a man was nailed onto a piece of wood and with that gesture alone saved the whole of humanity. Another is a creed-exclusive airtime, carried in the genes, carried in the blood, where the culture is the religion and the religion is the dogma. How fantastic, only a select few have access to God's number. That's a whole lot of male-cow excrement! With how personal God is we may all be atheists. Now, an atheist is one who is not satisfied with religion as a moral compass. Makes sense. Is religion really sufficient an explanation for describing life in this century? It is perfectly evident when a science has expired its use, particularly if it was never a science to begin with. Such a science, that responds to authority as much as a true science responds to logic, can only reinforce its own laws by breaking them which is where most religious institutions are at present. Religion, in its time of crisis has become a self-defeating method of inspecting the universe. Like all self-defeating systems, it takes all its members together with itself to the grave. I inherently practice the disregard of belief, why? I feel like I'm signing away my soul every time I reinforce another man's idea of God into my mind and unfortunately religion relies heavily on this self-reinforcement. This act is what I call Regurgitative Simplification. It is when one simplifies oneself through regurgitating social norms, like there is only one body truly living in the world. What governs everybody else is simply a contagion of the acts committed by that one body. Think of a yawn. An example of a well-embedded social norm, a norm that has travelled through many millennia with only a few persons ever defying it, is the Regurgitated simplification conveyed in death. We all follow that social norm and so we all must die. It's so deeply embedded within us that we think it impossible to defy it. An obvious point to raise is, these same religions that praise ascended beings (beings who have escaped death) are the same systems that have reinforced the social norm called death. They use death as a way of reinforcing their teachings, and since they teach morality - in a trivial manner, I should add -they use death to teach morality. How fantastic. "Do not kill," on one side and "We are all going to die," on the other. Hm?

By his disbelief, lack of faith and the likes, an atheist pronounces that religion has expired its use as a moral science because of such devious ploys to convert him/her. Much like how Newtown's laws have forfeited themselves as a guide to gravity under the new weight of General Relativity, religion is facing its death. Not that many people are against it. On the contrary, ex-atheists have converted to some religion or another so their lives may be bearable. They go to church, to mass or a mosque regardless of that part of them that tells them God is but a created idea used to control society. It makes their lives bearable. God was the best idea sold to the poor.

What happens if the poor deny this gift? They cannot. The poor are designed by our system to scavenge. God is designed as a miraculous provider. See my point? For the poor to not fulfil this aspect of their design is to surrender the title of destitution and pronounce their independence, which will never happen because to be poor is to be dependent, by definition.

I announce then that the proletariat of intellect is the worst kind to be. This time around, he is the man who is satisfied with having a job that brings in money, who uses that money to buy different things: women, cars, anything to feed the materialism that imprisons him to the vicious cycle that is but another box in the set of infinite prisons. It is vicious because each of his purchases are designed to make him want more of them. Encoded into every product there seems to be something like a barcode on foods and an isbn on books that says, want us, buy us, over indulge in us. While this man goes on with a life that he thinks he is living out of his own accord (and that is without limits), the royal families of Europe oversee the whole process. How do they rescue the proletariat? They will never. To keep him quiet, they create for him toys, toys which he has to buy with money. The monetary system is the perfect way of keeping tabs on the population. It's not the end. They do not need to put value on money because it's readily available to them. Since they own the right of printing money, a queen with four billion in her bank account can spend three billion in one night and still have four billion in the same bank the morning after. We all have the same privilege except in our case, there is a longer delay and if the money returned is to perfectly reflect the money spent, we must work for it. Do not forget the limit. We only think a billion dollars is a lot because that's the social norm. They could have designed it so that a thousand dollars could buy you an island, but either way the poor would still find it equally as difficult to get to that thousand as they do to a billion and if you didn't know, they already do. Some of them. The proletariat of intellect, whether they earn a good salary or not, do nothing about them because they are imprisoned by an invisible cage called Capitalism. The only thing they can intuit within Capitalism, if they try really hard, is the divide it brings between the working class and the unemployed proletariat. The two are allergic to each other yet they both exist for the same thing, money. The only thing which seems to use money in the interest of the people is science and this points to another thing that the atheist finds wrong with religion, that, in failing as a moral science it has become corruptible. Science is not perfect but science is not set in stone. A logical man can say, fair enough. Your system works, mine doesn't. Religion cannot say it. God is apparently unchanging. Religion may maintain that X is wrong, regardless of the many advantages that come to humanity as performed in X's name. A morality set in authority and not logic is constant and to logic nothing is as constant as change.

Science is adventure. It's the path to the future. It doesn't threaten religion directly. It simply states that this life is not as simple as religion might have it to be. Our purpose? Our purpose does not lie in the present moment. It lies behind the horizon, where the future awaits us. Religion teaches us to walk forward while looking at the past. Science teaches us to walk consciously. Everything we own goes to memory. Everything else is not ours to keep.

New Mzansi Movie Starring Oscar, J.Z & Dewani Coming soon!

They all thought they got away with it!

Little did they know their dumb selfishness will give them out......

One is a president who's just miss understood........or is he :>

The two are just dumbasses who clearly didn't check the calender (winter is near by so no one to spoon with ) And im sure they've never heard of dumping a girl.....:| :| ... ... From the makers of PRISON SHAKE and NO WHERE TO RUN OR PRETEND Comes a gruesome tale of three men facing one big ass challenge and that is to prove to the world that they are innocent.

Watch doors getting ripped out Girls getting chocked out by taxi drivers with their clips out and state funds getting drainned out.

They are UNSTOPPABLE!! Atleast that's what they thought.

Watch big names in the game (lawyers) try to take them out

See how far they gonna run

Will money and fame play a big role in keeping them safe from going to jail ?

Who has better connections?

Are they sick enough to avoid prison?

Tune in to your television because liers will be televised

Also available on DVDs and on the street markets near you R10 umdampo!

Or bring a USB i'll send to you.

By www.stupeedkid.blogspot.com

Freedom by Eliha Kai Orah

You backing a president backing a villain
Backing a street wise dominican
Whose act is just chilling
Tryna be Lincoln
Tryna act tougher than
school shoes
Rolling grey flannels
At the assembly checking if the chain is still at the
ankles of kids
Little misters and misses
Mimicking actions of misfits
Caught in the system
between rebellion and gimmicks
Sold to a square tube
"Have you
Got any pubes?"
Puberty on cubes
Time to get rude
Time to get loose
High on cocaine
Is that the teenage game
Trying to complain?
And is the adult lane
Trying to abstain?
Escape from our animal truth
Hit the loot
Well that's what it do
Couldn't do
when I'm vibing through
Hitting you
with a violent tune
I amuse
what my inner muse calls amusing
On twenty two bars
Lyrics with scars
Charred to the heart
Starred in a part
Where the disconnect from nerdy dudes
and em bad #!+€£$
Causes our little girls to want to become #!+€£$.
No longer kisses to witness them fall asleep
Only niggas who they show figures to
Who make em figures move
Rolling I be the nice kid
as a T as they try and groove
Trying to make sure they sprout
Then speak it out to the crowd
Running with fists in the air
Shouting my chest hair is out
If Broke was a #!+€£
Then I am poverty in a drought
And if I ¥~€£ed Broke
Sure a poor kid will come on out.
But, still we gotta vote
When we get grown we getting out
So

Dear Girls… yoga pants are not skinny jeans. By Mthobisi Wanda

-Yoga pants, from a guy’s perspective, are any dudes
dream. They hold women
in the right places. They reveal everything there is
to know about that
girl. From the size of her ass to her curves and
other things in between.
When you holding a girl wearing yoga pants, it’s
like she’s already naked.
It kind of gives a guy that Durex feeling, gives you
that get skin-to-skin
feel. But, don’t wear that §#!;7 in public. They are
called yoga pants for a
reason.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not telling you what to
wear, I’m no fashion
expert. There’s nothing classy about wearing that
thing when you going to
the mall though. We know they are comfortable
and absorb sweat better than
sweatpants. We all know chicks with no ass are
nothing and I understand
some girls feel there’s need to boast about theirs
but, I just think yoga
pants belong in a gym or yoga. You may use them
when you’re doing cardio
and other gym related activities but not as your
outfit for the day. After
all, they are not skinny jeans.
I’m not one of those people who –when women get
raped- says ‘they had it
coming’, I just think there’s a place and time for
them. I once dated a
lady who didn’t wear them when she’s in public. I
asked why she didn’t wear
them; she replied “I got standards”.
Also, don’t be a huge girl with massive thighs and
wear yoga pants in
public. It’s not nice. We don’t need that kinda
trauma.

Deaf Politics by Eliha Kai Orah

My blood comes straight
Outta the rifle
My brother's idol
Got shot Reaching for a piece in his bible.
A dying disciple of discipline without a sin.
A pinnacle of an example so niggas don't borrow in.
Found em bins up to the rim
With §#!+ to down with vitamins In the form of medicine
That never reach Leviathan
So our brothers could make a cent A penny or a dime.
Perhaps some henny or some thighs...
Maybe that shit that get you high?

It's sad when you walk by
Like you is something that they ain't.
The only difference being they tummy empty And you ate.

Look at your rolex, is you late?
Spend your whole effing morning tryna catch up to that eight.
So you can buy some grub or should I say what you mistake...!
For slow poison
See you dying mother#;/!er
They got you in so deep
You say I'm lying mother#;!?er?!
Pray you stay asleep
Cause once you wake up mother#/?;er
You'll be looking at yourself
Like who's this mother#/;!er?

What's it you working for?
Your daughters growin' up to ask em "What you twerking for?"
And leave the rest to history
Cause now you hurting more?
Heart a little sore cause wifey walked right through the door?

In This little system that we living
Something's missing.
I took the red pill and ever since
This §¥!+ look different.
And somehow we all children in a fire that keeps burning itself up.
A loop of hellish demons, love and drifting.

But part of it Is hard to get when down in the pit.
A pint of liquor
Might make me quiver But I'm down for a sip
Now that I've found out I'm a puppet, perhaps
Simon exists...
And the light we see in death We see when we about to live.

Down in a pit
This is |#€!*ing hell nigga
We don't exist
This is |#€*!ing hell nigga
So you want drugs and a #$¥€*
Think you might as well nigga.
Cause the ends already hit And it ain't hard to tell nigga.

Niggas say #!¥!* the system
But living's part of the system who the #!¥* are we kidding?
Humans packed on the shelf of this monetary submission...
And all our suicide victims will call from heaven good riddance I'm dead, thank
God I'm living I'm dead.
All that I've given is dead.
So ¥*#/ all that shit that you said.

Tryna find love in the heart of this broken nigga.
Trapped inside of her figure
The light seen from her womb is life pulling it's trigger.
instant when you're an infant
Thank God that you're almost living You dead
Nobody told you You dead.
Part from this nigga.

All these forces that govern these corpses applaud your efforts.
Urge you to set a record
And reckon if might you wreck it.
Say dollar, you must respect it.
Scratch it, and try cassette it.
My blessings ain't never set yet
But people still tryna rent em OUT
Mic checks and interviews Rating albums in quick reviews
Like I give a #_;*% was I digging in that trash for you?

I hear them city lights crying through my sky
Polluted Diluted I taste a better life But it's untrue its Confusing So plain but I feel light Like a force keeps me grounded
On this darker side of life.

The light behind these sordid holes hit like violent blows.
Psycho pimps, morbid hoes Psychedelic flows.
All our sons scream it out "They got my leader's soul"
Black activist now bowing down
Taxing what he sold cause he dead. Ah he dead.
He dead.

Who once was by Eliha Kai Orah

Ayo listen to that
The flow's ripe to catch
Lines spoken half made the other wish to baps.
Symbols of the last, put down on a dry path
Of blue streaks and white spaces for letters to map.
I'm finna take a nap.
I'm heading outta class.
Mental pen scribbling the words on a pad.
My brain smells bad exhausted through the smoke.
The words fucked the grays up so now gray's provoked.
Bellum saying hi
Matter saying who?
Spinal column leads down to where I out the pooh.
Heads bobbing to what the hearts are beating to.
Kick, snare, hihat and cymbal seeking truth.
Stomach in a fit Ate some hard §h!t.
Bubblegum music that my d#?! don't fux with.
Blues, jazz, and classical
Now they can suck this.
Enough to make it hiss
Shake wild and white piss.
Feet Smelly like helly
Knees buckle like jelly under pressure I gave my mind up for leisure.
Think hard yo
The past is where it all goes back
Back to who, when and why made the interviewee crack.
The diamond in the sack
Sank like anthrax
When I was still flexing my stance through my @§§
Butt cheeks met and clapped to form my crack.
Since I's got history the crack truly black.
Run stop signs like red be in a lack. Dry mad miles, my rims ain't getting flat.
Blue minded imbeciles imbue your persona crap.
Rock up to your rents house wearing my EFF cap.

The worlds outlook By Remmy

The image is a prime example of how narrow minded the world has become, as everyone in this modern age is told to be proud of what they are and who they are. A person can be a proud homosexual in modern society, a person can be proud of their race, their heritage, their background etc.

Yet when a white man just so happens to show any signs of having any pride for his race or background and its immediately regarded by all as racist. A person of European decent, widely regarded as simply the white man, who is by default responsible for all the wrong in every non-white culture. Worldwide most races are slandering the white man for being the bringer of burden to their lives now and in the past.

Alright i will indulge their pain and acknowledge that the Europeans in the past may have not brought a swift mass of peace for the world, but the world was still in somewhat a primitive state and still learning its place in a sense. And now its that very people that are striving to maintain order but the rest want to point and blame and expect compensation. Here's a small example, there are colleges in the US strictly for blacks, which is ok, I understand whites are still financially dominant, but just a breath of making a white only college and the world is up in arms. (not that it's needed) Civilization, modern lifestyles is thanks to European colonials.

So although their ancestors never had the greatest lives due to white dominance, the world has changed thanks to colonization and now those previously without it have the modern world. The world is fair ground now, you may be what you want, but the whites aren't aloud to be proud of who they are, that's unfair.

In the next 20 years there's going to be a severe change in the majority populace that governs most countries with multiple races. The US, England, France, whites are going to be the minority race within 20 to 50 years. The European empire will not be home to the people that created anymore and it's just being aloud. Yet whites must stay put and be sorry for what the ancestors did centuries back.

Racism aside if every race is influenced to be proud of their race etc then why isn't that the case with Caucasian.

My opinion on women who post half naked pics.. By Leeroy Burger

I think its a good thing. Women are still learning about their value in society. Sexual urges and lust are like base level desires, our most basic sensitory functions as men that can be tapped into by women. Until women reach a level that they want to be valued for more than that, we should let them be.

Not everyone wants to be an equal, and we can't force people to want to be valued for their character. Lets face it most people don't like themselves, they get insecure, jealous and aren't confident expressing how they really feel. We each as individuels have to take responsibilty for the person we have grown to be ( and dislike in alot of cases).

So let them advertise and be wanted for the one part of themselves they can take no credit for, their genetics. If your not being respected, you atleast want to be wanted, because we all deep down crave to be accepted in some way or other.

Can men be friends with women? By Mthobisi Wanda

The word friendship is synonymous to love. We all
love our true friends.
Even if you’re a guy, you do have feelings about
other guys and that does
not make you gay. It’s just love. Women cannot be
friends with guys
because, it is impossible. Men befriend women
because they have ulterior
motives. Men will always be attracted to women
sexually and that is never
going to change. By that, I do not mean men view
women as sexual objects
but, it’s only natural.
Most guys who become friend with women usually
don’t get laid. And that’s a
fact. They never get laid simply because they ignore
the sexual side in
women. They become teddy bears if I may refer
them to that. I compare then
to teddy bears because, women talk, hold, and sleep
with them but you never
see their penis. If a woman starts calling a guy her
friend, that is never
a good sign. Friend zone is never a good place to be
if you are a straight
guy. The so-called “sweet guys” use the friend
approach because they hoping
that they will get laid, but they are wrong. It never
happens.
Men can’t be friends with women also because
sooner or later you are going
to develop feelings for that woman. And before you
know it, you are inlove.
It’s the same thing as having friends with benefits.
You will end up cock
blocking her because now you are jealous that
there is another guy that she
is with. Same as women, they end up making
stories about the girl the guy
is with. They will even pull a story from two decade
ago to convince a guy.
In the end, it all ends up being awkward between
both of you.
What you can do is have sex with your ex and then
leave. Never let her even
lay her head on your pillow. If a woman lays her
head on your pillow, then
she already is thinking relationship. Always have
sex in your friends place
or something.

Freedom by Charmaine Beetge

“I have always seen myself as a free spirit. I
nominated myself a gypsy,
because I love the sense of freedom they portray. I
love the way they live,
moving around from place to place, the way they
dress, their music, and
everything else about them. I started changing my
life at a young age to be
part of their culture. I thought by doing what they
do, and live the way
they live, I would have freedom, and I would be set
free from that feeling
- being stuck. Unfortunately, I had the wrong
definition of what true
freedom means, that is why my relationships never
worked out, I jumped from
one job to the next, went into addiction and so the
list goes on and on.” I
have been on a lifelong journey, where the quest
for freedom has been such
a burning fire within me that it has taken me many
places in my life, only
to NOW find the answer, and realising how simple
it actually is!”
Our need for freedom is such an intense drive that
once we set sights on
something which we believe will achieve it, we will
move toward it
magnetically.
If we have a bad and inaccurate definition of
freedom that cannot produce
freedom, we will always feel stuck in life.
The importance of a clear and accurate definition of
freedom is that the
rest of the journey depends on starting at the right
place and aiming at
the right target. Many counterfeits exist that look a
lot like freedom at
the outset, but the outcome of pursuing these
“decoys” is further “
stuck-ness” – because they each constitute bad
definition.
Here are some examples of these counterfeits to
freedom-
Counterfeit 1 – when people define freedom as the
absence of boundaries
- it is like an animal with no fences. It works like
this - we want to do
something, but don’t have enough money…our boss
wont let us off work….our
spouse resents some desire we have that is part of
our true nature…the
child who believes his parents is holding him back,
fights against them in
a number of ways. The variety of fences is endless.
Because boundaries are
frustrating, we believe that the boundaries are the
cause of the
stuck-ness.  The trap occurs when we believe that
removing these obstacles
will make us free, because then our freedom
depends on someone else. We
have granted them control over us. It is the belief
itself that has us
stuck, not the boundary.
Counterfeit 2 – freedom is the absence of frustrating
habits
The second counterfeit focuses on treating the
symptoms instead of the root
cause- “I drink too much, therefore if I stop
drinking, I will be free…If I
stop screaming, stop cutting myself, stop whatever
compulsive behaviour
seems to be the source of frustration for me and my
loved ones, then only
then will I finally be free”. We assume that when
we are free from
drinking, drugging, yelling, pornography, etc., then
we will be free.
Counterfeit 3 – freedom will come when my
circumstances or relationships
change – It is the belief that we will be free when
we get out of the
circumstances or relationships that seem to bind us.
Our growing
dissatisfaction is often taken out on the nearest
meaningful relationship.
We think, “Surely this situation or these people are
keeping me stuck.”
SO WHAT IS FREEDOM THEN?- To be free is to be
able to act and react fully
out of who you were designed and created to be,
regardless of the
circumstances of your life, or the behaviour of the
people around you.
Lasting freedom is rooted in who we are, not what
we are doing. Outward
circumstances have little, or nothing to do with true
freedom.  Freedom
comes from a recreated heart, not from finally
discovering the right
strategy!

Behavior in the office by Imtiaz Mohamed

Appropriate behaviour in the workplace used to be
a priority not important
enough to be featured on a memo. It was a concept
that created little or
no controversy because of the assumption that
being at work automatically
meant adopting the professionalism your vocation
requires.  With time and
development, also came changes that made the
concept of ‘HARD WORK PAYS
DIVIDENDS ‘devoid of any real novelty.  From
shifting responsibility to
inappropriate banter – these newfound activities at
the office have become
acceptable so effortlessly, that we find ourselves
with the tedious task of
deciphering our professional lives from our
personal ones.  In retrospect,
taking pride in one’s occupation – was the sole
objective of attaining job
satisfaction. These days, however, that objective
has been replaced with
more questionable antics including: GOSSIP,
HARRASMENT, and IMPROPER
CONDUCT.  The balance of priorities in the
workplace has shifted so
dramatically, that employees who actually take
work seriously – have
ironically become ostracised.
The ratio of WORK MODE: RELAX MODE has taken
such a revolutionary upheaval,
that the office has become a sanctum which people
attend to pass time, as
opposed to achieving what is required of them.
Modern trends have
suggested that shifting responsibility has become the
norm to such an
extent, that job prescriptions have become
redundant. After all, when you
get so accustomed to having someone do your job
for you – it becomes
somewhat confusing to answer the question: ‘what
is it that I do?’
I’ve often heard the expression at the office: “don’t
take it so
seriously…” and I’ve scratched my head several
times at the audacity of
such a statement; that may suggest you adopt a laid
back approach to your
work. As essential as it is to fill your day with the
appropriate amount
of leisure and and extra –curricular relief, the
balance of priorities
should not be confused.  Also synonymous with
modern day office ethics, is
the criteria used to determine your worth to an
establishment.
Business has always been a cutthroat concept-but
all the more prominent at
present – when we consider how many companies
have employees that
unashamedly take credit for work that isn’t theirs.
It may seem
astonishing to read such a thing, as it is to write it…
but it’s practiced
more often than you can imagine. I sit at my desk
now, ironically thinking
why I’m using my lunch break to write this article,
but the reality of the
situation strikes me swift and without surprise.  I’m
one of those that
give my job the respect it deserves- which explains
why I’m writing this
article, as opposed to lowering my values just to
climb the ladder.
IMTIAZ MOHAMED

LEHA….by her perfect… By Imtiaz Mohamed

She came to me,
Like the air which resonates paradise…
Her touch on me...
Is fire to my ice.
Chivalry due…
Were my heart doth construe...
From the moment we kissed,
It was raindrops in mist.
She has the eyes
Of flaming glare
When she looks and tries
To have my gaze compare.
I lower them fast...
Tis coyness so vast.
That’s overcome me true...
Whenever I look at you.
Her absence brings pain...
There is tears everyday
Thou this heart cries in vain...
As the pain doth stay.
When can I be...
Together with she...
Tis only when we meet,
That my heart feels complete……..
Imtiaz Mohamed

Why is it so bad when a woman cheats? By Mthobisi Wanda

Cheating. It something that always seems to happen
when you are in a
relationship. Is it something that can be curbed? Or
does it happen by
mistake or is it intentional? Whatever the answer
is, it is something that
is really not good when it is done by a woman. But
why because men do it
too.
The reason that I can come up with is, it is bad
when a women cheats
because when a women cheats, it is because it is
premeditated and when men
cheat, it is just cheating. Let me explain, women
are more experience than
men when it come to sex. Women are picky when it
comes to who does and does
not get their vagina. In essence, women are more
like to turn down sex than
men.
Men on the other hand are very valrunable
individuals. Men have been
watching porn since they were twelve years old.
They probably still do
now.  They have pornographic images in their
heads of sexual positions they
want to fulfill before they die. It is very rare that
men are asked by
women they just met if they want to have sex.
Women, as soon as they leave
the house, they put their vagina on lockdown. No
one gets in.
So, it is bad when women cheat because it is
something they think about
before they do. To men, it just happens.

A government of the ANC by the ANC by Rebone Masemola

The national elections are coming up again, South
Africans being given the
full power and capacity to choose a party they
deem capable of moving us
forward. When we reflect on the past four years,
there is little left to
appease the taste buds, only unimaginable
bitterness. Jacob’s term was
overshadowed by cases of doom and gloom that
have in many ways affected the
state of the economy, our political climate and
social lives. The leader of
the so called ‘free nation’ (democratic society) has
changed how the rest
of the world perceives us, breeding an unstable
business climate that has
become questionable to international investors. One
protest after the
other, the country has sunk into a black hole. The
people driven into a
state of desperation by poor service delivery,
unemployment, poverty and a
questionable education system. The country has
been let down on countless
occasions by the shower man sworn in to do right
by the people, yet, he
continues to call himself a man of the people. All we
have experienced
during his reign is nothing but disarray; he
continuously disregards the
opinions of the people he claims to Govern. Jacob
and his people have
become the law on their own, thus, the
constitutional law and justice
system does not apply to them. They have at times
attempted to question and
mock our intelligence, insisting on treating us as
though we are a nation
of delusional people who are unable of distinguish
wrong from right. Yet,
they want us to believe we have a say and power to
influence the running of
our own country, forgetting that an unhappy public
makes for a chaotic
political and social space.
In the last four years, the line of communication
between the governed and
the government was cut off; and our life line was
removed from right
underneath us. The founding basis of our
democracy has been disputed, with
a government that is out to serve its own interests
ahead of its followers.
With a leadership that is out to make a quick buck
and enrich their friends
and families, while the rest of us rot in the gutter.
The country of the
people by the people became a country of the ANC
by the ANC for the ANC.
Even at the critical moment when the President got
the chance to change
public opinion regarding his leadership; he chose to
play delusional and
ignorant. Logic does not seem to apply to him; he
continues to believe that
people will remain loyal to him regardless of his
proved incompetence. The
Lass forgets that people can change things for him
at the poll, 2014 is
ushering in a new generation of voters who do not
have personal memories of
apartheid, and they have no emotional attachment
to the ANC which the older
generation has. Young people were born into a
different time with a
distinct political climate; their needs are much
more versatile from those
of their parents. They want tangible results in the
present, a future of
economic stability, not just promises. The youth of
2014 is dancing to a
different drum and singing a different tune from
the past. We are led by a
government that has corrupted our justice system,
decayed from top down.
When do we as a pupil of the land hold our
government accountable, and when
do we say enough is enough and force them to take
responsibility? We have a
duty to ourselves, our struggle heroes and the next
generation, what kind
of country and future are we moulding for our
children? Have we have slowly
become a nation of dormant citizens and Yes Mans,
incapable of changing our
circumstance?
Author: Rebone Masemola

Intermittent by Kirsten Diederichs

intermittent
clouds
falling
drifting away
their shadows
leaving echoes
on our skin
snatched
by the rain
stolen by the sun
the cool breeze
caresses your cheek
an apology
from the sea
tears
stinging
behind closed eyelids
I feel my heart
hesitate
beside
your heart
racing

© Kirsten Diederichs

Beware of Scams by Anonymous

I would like to advise people that are currently job hunting to be aware of agencies they work for especially MJM Recruitment. I am currently job hunting an like a fool I was, got a text message from the so called CEO of MJM recruitment agency, named Mario Matthews. He told me it was a temp post for a period of 3 days, with a salary of R187 a day. I had left my kids with a baby sitter an also borrowed money to get there. I worked for the entire day 9 hours no breaks. But! I then phoned Mario in regards to my contract an he said they were currently off line an will send it asap. No contract came. I got in the taxi the next day went to town an then got a message from Mario saying, that the person I was temping for was back. My point is! if u own a recruitment agency! you need to give your employees correct details. I was furious because it's not cheap taking two taxis. I then texted Mario in regards to my wages an he requested for my banking details. I was so happy just to get paid because of my commitments at home. I forwarded this with no hesitation. He also promised me that I would receive payment the next day. He then put all my calls on reject an his number disappeared from my phone. Up to this very day, "I have not been paid" despite my attempts to get back what I worked for. I even called the place I worked at, and they said it's not they responsibility because they had paid MJM recruitment. The phone numbers provided on the Internet for the mentioned agency are all incorrect. Please ensure that when applying for a job! the recruitment agency is recognised, also make sure you read the contract before signing anything. My advise to you is! "If you hear the name MJM recruitment please say no." Don't be fooled an scamed like I was. Agencies like this just use you to work like a slave an don't pay you.

Sent from my BlackBerry 10 smartphone.

Reply to " Beyoncé too sexy for a role model by Masindi Mamphiswana " by Sshee

An interesting article stating the obvious, but no matter how obvious the states are, I do think that that needed to be said... Byonce's outfits are getting skimpier by the album!

However though, I do not believe in pointing fingers at the media when it comes to parents raising their kids. YES the media does play a huge, bad role in the way that women percieve themselves. Which is sad really.

However, it is the responsibility of parent (not the media) to teach our kids right from wrong. It the parents' duty (not Beyonce's to become good role models and to act in a way that they would like to see their kids act.

Yes there is no denying Beyonce uses her sexuality to push sales. But, she does not come into anyones house and puts a gun on anyones head to watch her obscene performances or buy her sexually overt album. It is not as if she came into our homes and no one could do anything about it. Beyonce is what she is today because we all supported her - whether it was by buying her music or turning a blind eye at her less than moral marketing strategy.

Girls will grow up to believe they are sex symbols not because Beyonce's potraying herself as one, but simply because no one will tell them any different.

So yes the media has distorted our perception of the roles girls and women play in society but pointing fingers at those who profit from this does nothing to solve the problem.

Beyoncé too sexy for a role model by Masindi Mamphiswana

If part of being a feminist entails being overly sexually expressive at the cost of propriety and decency, then that's exactly what Beyoncé is showcasing on her latest self-titled album. Is the highly sexual lyrical and visual content of her album a reinforcement of feminism?

Beyoncè is a self-proclaimed feminist. In her album there a segment in a song called Flawless in which she features a speech titled 'We should all be feminists' given by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. It is questionable whether the advocacy of women's rights and gender equality is best expressed through such blatant and tasteless displays of sexuality. This coming from a woman who's influential, is concerning as little kids also sing along to Beyoncé's music.

In a patriarchal world in which men are constantly accused of objectifying women as sexual tools, as a woman, Beyoncé's behavior is ironic because she is constantly portraying herself in a sexual way and yet women complain about men's treatment. However, this is in no way a justification of the sexual harassment of women. But then again, that's the business of pop culture in which sex is what sells. Most commercial products in music, film and magazine industries must contain an element of sex in order to garner mass attention. Sex is a key ingredient to raising sales and making large profits.

The record-breaking sales figures of the Beyoncé album attests to this having sold over 800 000 copies in just under a week on i-Tunes. Sure, this can be attributed to her mega stardom but it is also plausible that sex appeal aided her album sales.

Beyoncé has always been a sex symbol from her early days in Destiny's Child and after the launch of her highly successful solo career in 2003. She has never shied away from sexiness as much of her music reveals. But this time the unapologetically sexual lyrical and visual content on her album has raised eyebrows eliciting some negative comments.

By TV host Bill O'Reilley's reckoning, Beyoncé is a role model to young girls and therefore shouldn't be doing this sort of thing. He lodged harsh criticism towards her in interviews referring to her album as 'exploitative garbage'.

Indeed, Beyoncé has overstepped the boundary unnecessarily. With global fame and a massive bank account of about $300 million, she doesn't need to do this. She is setting a bad example of conduct for young girls. However, she is a 'Grown Woman' and she can do whatever she likes as she boldly states on one of the album's catchy songs.

Marriage is not always what it seems by Samantha Kuppan

People say that the only time you get to know a person is when you live with them. It may all seem so unreal an like you living in a fairy tale at first, but when time comes you will eventually see the true colors. Most marriages fall apart because something is lacking emotionally, sexually or physically. To all the women that have been abused verbally,physically an emotionally. Remember life is too short to just sit back and be treated with no respect. Don't let any man put you down, call you names an judge you because you are a precious piece of rare jewel. You may sometimes feel so alone an used, but believe me! it's not the end of the world." You deserve better an can accomplish so many things by yourself, staying positive being determined an just loving your self each day is the best tool ever.

Nelson Mandela`s statement from the dock at the opening of the defence case in the Rivonia Trial

Memorable words by Nelson Mandele. RIP Tata.

“During my lifetime I have dedicated myself to this
struggle of the African people. I have fought against
white domination, and I have fought against black
domination. I have cherished the ideal of a democratic
and free society in which all persons live together in
harmony and with equal opportunities. It is an ideal
which I hope to live for and to achieve. But if needs be,
it is an ideal for which I am prepared to die.”

Loosing someone special by Samantha Kuppan

A mother is someone that carried you in her womb for 9 months, natured,loved you unconditionally,fed you no matter how bad things were, comforted you when you were down an out , taught you right from wrong, But! most importantly showered you with love all the time no matter how you treated her. We always tend to take the things they say or do for granted, but when they are gone it's too late. When you see them lying helpless an cold in a wooden coffin your heart just melts, knowing that the same women who gave birth to you, you cannot help. Your heart is then filled with unconditional sorrow an pain which will heal in time. Memory's are the only things that can get you through this tragedy an no matter how lonely an empty you may feel just remember that your mum is now with God in a better place watching,guiding an still looking over your shoulder.

Finding Me by Leanne Chetty

I often ponder on years gone by and wish that I could go back and relive my life.There are so many wrongs that I want to make right and so many battles that I am now ready to fight.Life is a journey that we all have to take, with no rewind or replay, just one chance to either make or break.Straight roads do not make skillful drivers and if your dreams don't scare you then they are certainly not big enough.Everyone is gifted but most of US never open our package and all that remains is bitterness and regret.I used to walk into a room and wonder if they liked me but now I look around and wonder if I like them.Running away from ones problems is a race that can never be won, a deed that remains undone.Your hardest times often lead to the greatest moments of your life.To be able to live, laugh and love is the hope of a better tomorrow.Words so true yet easier said than done but with confidence and determination, the sky is truly the limit.Love and accept yourself wholeheartedly before you expect the world to.You can never be good enough for everyone but you will always be the best for those who care, appreciate and deserve you.Give everyday the chance to become the most beautiful day of your life.Be there for others but never leave yourself behind.Happiness isn't about getting what you want all the time.Its about loving what you have and being grateful for it.I am not sure of what > my future holds but I am sure of who holds my future. > "Finding Me" ,I look around but all I see , Are empty spaces, staring back at me , Once a child , so young and free, The precious fruit of a great big tree , A tender bond full of love and care , Nothing on earth could ever compare , The truth of reality comes tumbling down , Leaving behind it's piercing crown , The gift of life , a priceless token , Though sometimes shaken yet never broken , Every heart has threaded this path , often giving into temptations wrath , The time has come to finally see , What lays hidden inside of me , The challenges I face will be a fight , But the courage I embrace shall lead me to the light , I set aside all my fears and pleas , Believing that I hold the secret key , Within me lies the ultimate dream , Taking me to the very extreme ," Come what may", today I say ," For I am ready and waiting to play" , I stand up proud and fairly strong , knowing that the show must go on , Unlocking the fear of finding me , Is the greatest treasure that lies in thee.

Bengingethokoza Nginani? By Sphamandla

Bengingethokoza Nginani? njenga lokhu ebeseduze kwami,ehamba nami futhi ebamb' isandla sami lesi isbani sami"

Bengingethokoza benginani? nginani nenhlupheko ng'ngasayinaki,
ngkhuleka beng'ngasalali namhla k'lolu thando imina umhlali,ababhali abafarisi,impumalanga nezazi ngalokho beng'ngaz'khathazi,useqed uJuda ubeqalile.ELOI" Isabelo sami,dlula sitsha sami Leli aksilo icala lami Bengingethokoza Nginani?

Anthem for the doomed youth.

By Themba Mtunja

Preaching freedom while liberation exist not in the mind... Untrusted future in the hands of a desparate generation... Hope forgotten because ignorance is ruling a rebelious nation... A cursed pigment will always fall behind...

Give it a shiny object and see how it brags... Then you wont have to chain it as it thinks of freedom... Name it according to its behaviour... Then you will see it resembling its ape ancestors...

By throwing stones at you and singing amandla, nga wethu... Grant it freedom of expression... Because it wont see that it is under psychological oppression... Like its ancestors...

Put it in a cage and give it a banana... You will see it bousting by beating its chest at a sight of an audience... Calling itself iskhothane...

Then you say the future belongs to the youth... Then my question would be... Which future and which youth?

THEMBA MTUNJA

Elections Elections... Some food for thought

The following article was copied from a status update on facebook.

The writer of the article is unknown however I thought this might make for some interesting food for thought.

*cited from elsewhere:

Mandela's cabinet consisted of 28 ministers and
their deputies.
Thabo Mbeki cabinet consisted of 28 ministers and
their deputies.
Jacob Zuma cabinet consists of 64 ministers and 64
deputy ministers.
Each minister has 8 bodyguards
Each minister has 2 mansions in Cape Town and in
Pretoria.
Each deputy minister has 8 bodyguards.
Each deputy minister has 2 mansions in Cape
Town and in Pretoria.
In 2009 when the Zuma government took over,
auditor general reported a loss of R8 billion.
In 2010 we lost R15 billion.
In 2011 n 2012 we lost R20 billion.
In 2013 we lost R31 billion.
America has about 400 million citizens and Obama
cabinet consists of only 20 people.
South Africa has 51 million citizens and is the only
country in the world that has the biggest cabinet
that consist of 128 people.
Our debt is R1 trillion.
As you vote on May 7th, think about the billions we
lose every year, monies that could have created
jobs.