We have a public holiday today.
27th April. The day of the first election for everybody 19 years ago.
Now it’s called Freedom day.
I’m sorry folks. It means anything BUT freedom to me. It brought me nothing but woe.
And the lot that had their first “free” election? They’re in the exact same dire straits as I am.
They have no service delivery. They have no jobs. They have no proper roads. No proper schooling. No proper healthcare. Prices of everything is going up, salaries are getting lower, or disappears as the businesses has to liquidate. Because the government, voted in by the “Free South Africans” are only out to suck us as dry as possible, with no thought to the future.
Me, as a woman, are told to not go out late at night. Always keep your car windows closed. Don’t put your handbag on your front seat. Keep a can of Pepper spray handy. Learn how to defend yourself. Daily, hundreds of South Africans try to put back together their damaged lives. They are robbed. Held at gunpoint. Scalded with hot water, hit with saws. Bound with electric cord, raped, killed. In most cases, for nothing other than a cell phone. In the last two years we’ve had more rhino’s poached than in the preceding 10 years.
But they’re free.
Every morning, the road I travel on deteriorates more and more – visibly. Every day, the taxis heed the road rules less and less. Chaos reigns. Traffic lights are more dead than alive.
But hell. You’re free!!! Thank God, I’m free at last – to spin a phrase.
At what price? You have millions living in squatter camps with no water and only stolen electricity that the better off areas have to pay for. Sewerage works are not being maintained. Only a matter of time before my country is overrun by actual shit. We have the world’s most incompetent local and National Government officials.
If it was not so scary, it would actually be a joke.
But they’re free.
Apparently the only thing they’re free to do is to suffer some more. This time under a government of their own choosing. And yet. Still blaming the white government, or Apartheid as the world has come to know it for everything that going wrong.
Never mind that the things that’s going wrong now, used to work perfectly fine back in the day.
Ok, fine. I’m probably biased. Never easy to move from the top of the food chain to the utter bottom of the totem pole. I’m urged to help the needy. To be a proud South African. All the while being reviled for what I am and the language I speak. You know what? Screw all of them. Not a single person in this supposed glorious South Africa will lend me a helping hand should I need it. Only my family will.
So sorry. Freedom day to me is just another day that I don’t have to work. Yet another day that screws with the economy. Yet another day where I will do what I do on every other public holiday. I will NOT celebrate it. I DON”T appreciate having to hear the tripe the leaders spout. Because they’re not my chosen leaders. They are not even people I can respect regardless of colour or creed – because they are useless. They are greedy. They are stupid. Short sighted.
And only the day when they see me as a viable part of this suckheap that’s my country, will I respect them and their choices.
Until then, they will be only the stupid buffoons doing everything in their power to recreate your typical African mess…
And now I have to listen to “Born Free” from Andy Williams and a whole bunch of other “Freedom songs”
Yeah. Life in a suck heap. It sucks ass!