This is not a rant. This is a steaming tirade – mixed with a seething angry outburst – combined with foaming-at-the-mouth rabies rage.
Of all the different groups in this country – race, gender, sex, marital status, ethnic or social origin, colour, sexual orientation, age, disability, religion, conscience, belief, culture, language, and birth, there is one group who has been severely traumatised by the “New, Improved, Rainbow Nation.”
I call this group: The White Old Farts (WOF) of the Arse of Africa (RSA). I am a member of the WOF’s.
Your typical WOF is a grey-haired, bald or balding, white, retired or semi-retired, well educated, old fart. He grew up in a country where things worked. Maintenance, planning, dependability, competence, responsibility, effective and efficient systems, self-discipline, accountability, cost-effectiveness, sustainability, reliability, and integrity – this was the backbone of his beliefs.
Whether you like it or not: the WOF’s built this country. All of it. And don’t tell me it was built on the backs of black labour. If the WOF’s didn’t take the initiative for developing EVERYTHING you see around you, South Africa would still have been nothing but clusters of straw huts, with a few cattle kraals and a scattering of dung heaps.
There isn’t ONE, repeat ONE government department in this country, that is still working efficiently. Less than 5% of local governments (14 out of 278) have clean audits, says the AG. Most municipalities cannot even deliver the most basic of services.
Inner Cities have been turned into cesspools. Street vendors litter the sidewalks; rubbish, urine, and garbage line the streets; traffic lights stay out for weeks; potholes; derelict building have been taken over by illegal squatters; the unemployed have become permanent features at street corners; drug dealers do a roaring business in plain sight. (Bliksem! Sakkie, I could go on for hours!)
If there is one word to describe an effective system, it is “dependability.”
In the New, Improved South Africa, there is just one thing you can depend on: the country will continue on its downward spiral to an inevitable catastrophe.
In two short decades, the infrastructure of this country has been stuffed up beyond repair. You and I both know this:
Schools, hospitals, electricity, water, roads, airways, railways, government departments, police, defense force, justice system, prisons, ad nauseam.
Cadre deployment, corruption, incompetence, entitlement, BEE, and AA, has brought this country to its knees.
Let me make a prediction:
*Puts on Nostradamus hat*
“From the mindless masses (MMS’s), songs,
Chants and demands,
While babies die from contaminated water.
This is seen by headless idiots,
As ample payment for their struggle for freedom.”
*Takes off Nostradamus hat*
Every time I hear, see, or read of yet another occurrence of the collapse of “my country,” I go through indescribable trauma. The sorry state of affairs in the RSA is enough to make a grown man cry.
Every time I hear another fat ANC-politician declaring yet another plan or intervention, I feel like sheeting my pants!
Every time I hear that whites must share their assets, properties, and businesses with previously disadvantaged blacks – while their uncaring, unsharing, rich black leedas enjoy the ride on the gravy train.
Every time I hear of white youngsters who cannot find employment because of the racist BEE and AA policies. I…
Watching a once great country die is sad beyond what words can convey.
And yet, I know that thousands of people in this country are still wearing rose-tinted spectacles. So let’s make a deal:
Tell me of ONE, just ONE government department – or part of the infrastructure in this country – that is still working effectively and efficiently, according to world-class standards – as they did when the WOF’s managed the country.
And I’ll retract everything I’ve written in this article, and buy a pair of rose-tinted glasses.