When I was growing up in the 70's I silently questioned the signs on public toilets, park benches and train coaches that read "Whites Only - Slegs Blankes". None of the adults I was surrounded by would commit to an answer so I stopped asking.
I wrote matric at 17 and was still a child when given the (compulsory) option of joing the Defense Force or the SAP. I applied to the SAAF and the Navy but was turned down. With no chance of tertiary education due to a lack of finances the SAP was the obvious choice. Once again this was a "whites only" thing. The option us White Boys had was to flee the Country or object to National Service on religious grounds and get your butt thrown in prison for your troubles.
In my first week as a Student Constable at the Amanzimtoti Police Station I saw first hand how much blacks hated blacks. The Zulus and Pondos were involved in murderous faction fights and we had to pick up the corpses. My question at the time was "If they hate each other this much, what is the level of hatred towards us pale skinned folk?"
During my training in the SAP I was shown numerous videos of Blacks killing Blacks and Whites and in so doing I only realised in hindsight I had been brainwashed into hating them.
After 8 years of serving and protecting the people of all races in SA I decided to apply for a job in the private sector. My salary quadrupled and life was getting better. Black cleaning staff working for the same Company were earning more than I had been earning in the SAP, yet, year after year they would strike for a better living wage. I was astounded!
In '94 when SA was given to the ANC on a platter us Whiteys thought this is the end. Many stockpiled food and rations because a civil war was looming and we as a race were doomed.
In September 2012 my mother was murdered by a Black man who I had employed 7 years earlier. We clothed him and his family, fed them, paid him a fair day's wage and this was his way of saying thanks.
On 10 October 2013 I marched for Red October in Cape Town and am now branded amongst other things as a racist. We marched against farm murders and the slaughter of whites in general. Also against the lack of media coverage where this is concerned. Funny thing is that ladies of colour joined the march chanting "No Farmers...No Food", "No Mielies...No Pap". They weren't branded racist strangely enough but threatened with a burning tyre around their necks if tracked down.
Truth be told, I didn't burn down black schools in the 70's, 80's and 90's. I didn't treat blacks with disrespect, I didn't kill blacks, rape their women or plunder and steal their property.
Today I have three functional business (Thanks to our Heavenly Father) with only a matric behind my name. For 28years I've worked hard and contributed to the economy of my motherland. I don't sponge off the state because I'm too lazy to work. I fend for myself and my family. I've never borrowed a cent from my father since leaving home, on the contrary the opposite applies.
The bottom line is that no matter what your skin colour, life happens! Opportunity doesn't always come knocking, get up and go & look for it. Its up to each individual to make the most of the hand life has dealt him or her. We as South Africans need to stop blaming and living in the past. News Flash...NO ONE CAN CHANGE IT!!! Get a grip and get it done whether you are Black or White, left or right!
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