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Monday, February 20, 2012

If you're fond of sand dunes & salty air.


I found myself oddly drawn to Mary and John Bolton's book, 'The Complete Book of Etiquette.' Not to read mind you, I suffer from a fortunate affliction – the love of my Kindle. My plan was simple, to use the book as a 'cover' for my Kindle. Whilst doing so I did read a few pages of the book I was destroying – it was so... old fashioned. I had to but wonder what would happen if anyone followed the advice in this day and age. Being laughed at was the first one that come up. Being labelled 'odd' was another.
It had me thinking. If one applied what this rather old (printed in 1963) book had to say would one have a 'better' life?
The Muslims seem to have no problem with their way of life, even though it is several centuries old and written when the 'barbaric' best described the Arabs. No one dares to openly laugh at them in case they are not PC. I do. When after, drinking a few beers ask if the food is Halaal...
What has happened? Why are certain groups pressured into making decisions which at the end of the day make the worst of things to come?
I'll give another example.
The San people of very unhappy with the ANC. They don't like the Blacks for whatever reason. Strangely enough I was invited to a 'secret' group who will be having a 'secret' meeting in April (on a farm on the N1, two kilometres outside Beaufort West, look for the arrows.) I was asked to assist in writing a open letter to Jacob Zumu, letting him know what they thought of his words at the state of the nation address, I being a helpful person agreed.
Oddly though. The amount of racialism in the group made me wonder how on God's (or Allah) earth would we ever be able to have a separate republic. I was openly called 'a product of Satan' Charming. 'We don't need the white man' and other comments were thrown around to a point where I decided that not only was I not willing to go to said meeting, but to leave the group as well.
I really don't understand how the minorities in this rather unfortunate excuse for a 'democratic' republic can't put their differences aside and work to a common goal. It seems that they enjoy fighting, not only amongst each other, but every one else. Where did that come from?
A funny remark on this group was 'we were your maids at one staged, now the role has reversed itself' Crazy. Last time I looked none of our cleaning staff was working for us because they didn't want to be there. It was a financial decision. Easy.
I am not sure what is needed to make things better. I'm not even sure if there is a way of making things better. I doubt it. I really wish for a time when we all as the minorities agree, not just for once, but for always.
A clue? Everyone must stop living in the past...

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