08 Feb 2016 · 11:27
It is not a simple task to isolate the vowels in the word supremacy. In other words – it is not plain ABC sailing to locate the source of the scourge that introduced the notion of supremacy to certain people in certain places, positions. However, where it started is not what we shall become obsessed with, how to stamp it out is going to be our present obsession. I suspect that the fictitious statement that there was – or is – a ‘chosen race’ in the first place has contributed hugely to the problem of inequality that exists in our today world. The other issue is that it would appear that a great many of the apparently ‘unchosen’ tripped into the trap of believing that they were either inferior, or less ‘desirable’ to God that those he allegedly selected as his representatives. This is good news, because all it takes to eradicate the shadow of supremacy is to shine Life’s light on how ridiculous the notion is and then teach people to stop believing that God – or whatever – ever chose one type over another. He didn’t.
It would seem that supremacists have chronic self-esteem issues. If you need to believe that you are better – or more entitled to privilege – than the human being next to you in order to get through the day, then your life is a waste of everyone’s time. There is no point in entertaining a waste of time. We are all skilled in different ways, there are none ‘more capable’ than others. It is a fundamental failure – a primal lie – to imagine that what one man can do, another cannot. And I mean that from both sides. Those who have grown up believing that they are lesser than others need to reassess their thinking, change their mindset. This is not always easy, given the proclivity of the supremacists for bullying and intimidating those who have been ‘taught’ that their contributions to our world are of no value. Those who spend time and energy attempting to subvert others also need to change their mindset – and quickly – otherwise it will be changed for them. I would suggest changing voluntarily. It is not wise to push an issue until you have your mode of thinking altered for you.
Supremacists have held on to their ‘power’ by demeaning other people and their kin. They are motivated by fear of difference, a fundamental lack of understanding bequeathed them by their forebears. For instance, in South Africa, a great many homes that take advantage of the services domestic workers offer will not allow their domestic staff to use their crockery or cutlery or drink from their glasses. They will provide a meal for their staff, usually, but this meal is often food that the families themselves would not choose to eat, i.e. it is the cheap shit from the supermarket. This blatant ‘racism’ if you like (racists are notorious supremacists) is unacceptable. Domestic staff should be invited to eat from what is in the fridge, or in the cupboards, i.e. they should be given a choice. It is not acceptable to have the attitude that your domestic staff should be grateful to even get a meal. Considering that these workers maintain homes and gardens and both babysit and in many instances raise these families’ children, they should be treated with respect and shown some common decency. Shifting this paradigm is naturally going to be a challenge, but it is possible. A few million ignorant people need a wake-up call, is all. How many times have you heard it said: treat others as you want be treated? What is so difficult about that? Treat people equally, irrespective of their gender, colour, culture, or sexual persuasion. That is one of the first guidelines in our brave new world and it is one about which I am passionate. Passion and persistence go hand in hand and we would all do well to embrace our passions and use them to bolster our brave new world.
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24 Jun 2015 · 09:58
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11 Oct 2014 · 11:02
Family is what you make of it. It can be anything you like. It is said that you cannot choose your family but you can choose your friends. I am not sure that is entirely true. I suspect that there are instances where it is possible to choose your family. It depends who you are and where you choose to call home.
Every single person on this planet has at one time or another been a part of a family. Whether that family proved to be dysfunctional or not is immaterial. Whether the dynamics were skewed, or the values lacking, a family at base-level inception wants the best for all its members and this means it will pass on its greatest strengths in addition to its weaknesses. It is what a person makes of weakness that determines their future.
Family is a social concept. It works. It is not something that is determined by a name, or a label. It is a feeling. An understanding. Family members get each other. That is how you know you are family. A family celebrates its members. It is not intolerant of them, nor does it try to repress its lessons, if it is wise. What are lessons for, unless to learn from?
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26 Mar 2014 · 15:33
Tonight the flaming hoops story is new. The tigers have rewritten the script.
The vampires can feel something is up. They swarm to the ticket office.
The tent has a maximum capacity.
This is one show no one is keen to miss.
No one will miss it. It will be pirated and sold on.
That is always the way. They will make the copy worthwhile.
This night, yesss, this one, there will be blood.
A great deal of blood.
The ringmaster just doesn’t know it yet.
The lions have yet to weigh in.
They have thus far remained silent, detached.
That is the luxury of a lion’s say-so in today’s world.
Watch out for what the lions discuss when no one is watching.
They have evolved from circus freaks into machines bred for the bullet.
How advanced is Natural technology? They are under no illusions.
They will always be King of the Jungle.
Go and ask Mowgli. He will tell you what is what.
The vampires bring their progeny to a show such as this.
It is worth the corruption of their young souls.
To see the wild win for a change will lift morale.
The children will bay like wolves. It is their instinct.
The dogs will not perform well if their slot is after that of the cats.
The baying of wolves will unsettle their senses.
For the first time, they will feel divided. It makes sense to divide a pack.
It confuses the master.
The Master. The vampires snigger into their sleeves.
Now that was funny.
What would excite the patrons was the blood-trade spectacle.
It would bring the animals’ eyes alive. It would be best if the hoops were afire.
That would add atmosphere.
If the ringmaster left the gate ajar, that would add atmosphere.
Once he was dead, beheaded, what stood between the angry cats and man?
Vampires in human form die human deaths. That was the dare.
It was their choice to visit the circus on a wild Friday night.
At moonrise it will become clear who sleeps, who wakes.
The tigers have made sure of that.
The fact that the ringmaster came back disappoints many of the circus performers.
Their sentence seemed shorter the other way, when the circus ran itself.
Not to worry. After the cats come the clowns.
They would make everyone smile. It was their job.
They were paid to clown around, so they must clown.
They had better bring the house down.
If they failed, they would be fired. A simple understanding between puppets and master.
Master. The clowns grumble his status into cupped palms that they fling wide, sideways.
They throw out the name with determination. A curse to be rid of.
Send it out. Out. OUT. There is no space in the tent for curses.
The animals can hear their dense man-whispers. The hiss of spit hitting dry hands.
Circus people were superstitious with good reason. Be careful what you summon.
The curses must stay outside.
They are on the naughty step until they learn the first aspect of values.
The gypsy sits outside in her painted caravan. It rests on the backs of two pitch horses.
The red looks good against their black.
She reads for people. Whoever, whatever. She follows the circus and she speaks out.
‘Cross my palm with gold,’ is what she wants to say, with a wink.
She says deadpan, ‘Five bucks, fifty.’
It is not just the wild animals whose eyes have died.
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