Headlines : look at the guptas, forget white supremacy

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No one can save us but ourselves

Our people are suffering because we are okay with them struggling, it is of no interest to the well being of our people. It doesn’t bother us that our people are beggars, petty thieves and homeless. Instead of looking at the root of problems we design bigger walls and employ white owned security companies; to help rid our hungry people from our hard earns. While banks rob us daily because its legal for them to charge 34% interest and bill you for every transaction you make to recover your own money. The law allows them to down right take from us but hungry people should be humiliated for petty crimes in supermarkets.

I winder, Am i my brother’s keeper? have i learned to care and truly humble myself at the situation we are facing as a race,
I see us move pass a woman with a baby on her back, even throw a rand to ease our soul from this dirt. Is that all you had? Are you showing off your sense of concern? of course it’s not our concern, she is not our immediate family. These boys at the front doors of kfs, chicken licken and these other poisonous food stores are not our siblings. This sense of always being busy and always tired, makes us lose sight of the real truth.

I remember watching a documentary about the death of Steve Biko and something caught my attention. A gentleman spoke about activists that were detained and their families, he said when a father or mother is detained by the police; the community is responsible to look after their children. Black people are a family, have always been. Maybe we have forgotten how to be black.

We have to understand where we are and regenerate a sense of structure as our forefathers had; maybe do better. These new initiations are dysfunctional. Many boys have not been taught how to be men, many men are still boys, it is the same in our girls and women, the effects are clear as day light. Parties, Smoking and alcohol are the new initiation schools. Nothing substantial, its a cycle of regrets, bullshiting our way into maturity while raising kids in the process.

Many of us have boldly claimed we are pro black while in support of nothing black owned and black empowering, we are under the illusion that wearing a dashiki or beards or a tshirt with an afro or a map of the continent from these major retails empowers our people. Tfg or edcon or Mr price is not problack; their quest is not to empower you But to make profit of us through credit purchase and mass sales .

our people are not allowed to sell in malls; but our people are always in malls, thats why soo many malls are invading our communities. We are great consumers and not great investors. I once saw a show about young rich blacks; and all of it was based on what they buy and bought. Showing of designer clothes and cars and restaurants they eat in, just to magnify how the black haves think, it is no different from the middle wagers. Consumption is order of the day.

So do not be fooled by the so called black entrepreneurs that open franchises reselling the same brands. Owning a McDonald’s franchise don’t make you an entrepreneur and buying from that same enterprise is not pro black brother. If its hard work to be pro black then don’t claim to be. Black products are expensive because it is expensive to make them without a support structure and financial backing from other black people. Black businesses are extremely difficult to sustain especially if it promotes genuine pride and consciousness.

So i plead; If you are not supporting your people consciously, then do not advocate a false reality of attaining economic freedom as a race. You are for the white supremacy structure, finding pleasure in the struggle of your people.
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Studying to get hired

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The education system is like an arranged marriage to a black child; as time goes by she will learn to love and appreciate it like there’s no other choice. Because  in truth there isn’t, Either you are  certified or your struggling to make ends meet, its a pretty straight forward reality with limited deviations from those who are willing to create other possibilities; because that is the dilemma one is faced  with during their schooling.  Obviously after you realise that colouring  outside the lines is not a life and death situation; It just untidy.

But as soon as you notice  that the bread is not buttered on both sides on your lunchbox. You base your decisions on bread. What will give me endless supply of bread. How can i get bread; that’s a stomach grumbling dream on all fronts, one is consumed by the lack of resources. Then the system brings the light to you, with fantastic escapes “education is the key to success”. Without assuring freedom you have married an education system to feed your hunger. You have forced loved it. It grew into you and opened your eyes to other forced talents you can acquire if you put your heart and mind into them.

With a massive media bombardment on the other hand to help you  choose your career wisely and study the right AB and Cs, while rationalising sums with high school friday motivators.  With a core slogan of “do what you love”; but not further than being an engineer, accountant or doctor. These are basic fields of success portrayed to a fragile mind. Of course as you go on you find endless but limited possibilities to choose from. Just to keep your head above water. A certain course can get you  a bit further in life.

Our greatest motivation is poverty, the struggle has produced distinctions and A students from damn near impossible situations to underdog headlines.  But are we attentive to the basic need of education? Are we processing how we choose a course? Apply for a job?  The situation creates the career path, there can only be freedom as soon as the need to survive is omitted. Hence a huge up roar was made by corporates and companies  that graduates are never ready to start working. To a point that  a readiness programme was implemented alongside learnerships and internships to prepare the student for work or to remind the student what they studied because most don’t remember due to the fact that they are trying to move into what brought them to study. Which is to survive. To get out of a situation  but it forms roots of psychological distress and forgetfulness.

Its easy to forget what you never really loved doing; in truth we study to pass, to get that 50% and move on to the next level so we can start earning. Its not a matter of conscious skill development  and uplifting the community  as we rave in our resumes and testimonials.  The back of the mind is always the chance of hunger which petrifies us. There’s no sense of freedom, whereas we see the disjoint to build family business because the fundamental idea of the career is employee based. There never was passion but a bit of determination when it started of,

So we dig deep through sleepless nights and bioplus consumption to keep the right score for that dream job to be a reality. A dream reality because in your sleep you manifest it. You made it yours. As time goes by you see that it’s a virtual reality too with other  people that hate their jobs but need them. They do what they gotta do even if it kills them. Because the same education system produces fractions of how a forced talent feels like in the long run. We see it in different professions how employees are about the salary day but feel heavy through out the month.

The graduate cannot comprehend reality because it has never been. It has been a concentration camp of fear, even the most successful he gets swallowed into a lifestyle of keeping up and staying away from poverty.

How can he uplift the community; By building bigger walls and sending his kids to expensive private schools? Showing off the latest range of food, attire and cars? His basic need for education is now visible. He was studying t

s, its a pretty straight forward reality with limited deviations from those who are willing to create other possibilities; because that is the dilemma one is faced  with during schooling.  Obviously after you realise that colouring  outside the lines is not a life and death situation. It just untidy.

But as soon as you notice  that the bread is not buttered on both sides on your lunchbox. You base your decisions on bread. What will give me endless supply of bread. How can i get bread; that’s a stomach grumbling dream on all fronts, one is consumed by the lack of resources. Then the system brings the light to you, with fantastic escapes “education is the key to success”. Without assuring freedom you have married an education system to feed your hunger. You have forced loved it. It grew into you and opened your eyes to other forced talents you can acquire if you put your heart and mind into them.

With a massive media bombardment on the other hand to help you  choose your career wisely and study the right AB and Cs, while rationalising sums with high school friday motivators.  With a core slogan of “do what you love”; but not further than being an engineer, accountant or doctor. These are basic fields of success portrayed to a fragile mind. Of course as you go on you find endless but limited possibilities to choose from. Just to keep your head above water. A certain course can get you  a bit further in life.

Our greatest motivation is poverty, the struggle has produced distinctions and A students from damn near impossible situations to underdog headlines.  But are we attentive to the basic need of education? Are we processing how we choose a course? Apply for a job?  The situation creates the career path, there can only be freedom as soon as the need to survive is omitted. Hence a huge roar was made by corporates and companies  that graduates are never ready to start working. To a point that  a readiness programme was implemented alongside learnerships and internships to prepare the student for work or to remind the student what they studied because most don’t remember due to the fact that they are trying to move into what brought them to study. Which is to survive with roots of psychological distress and forgetfulness.

Its easy to forget what you never really loved doing; in truth we study to pass, to get that 50% and move on to the next level so we can start earning. Its not a matter of conscious skill development  and uplifting the community  as we rave in our resumes and testimonials.  The back of the mind is always the chance of hunger which petrifies us. There’s no sense of freedom, whereas we see the disjoint to build family business because the fundamental idea of the career is employee based. There never was passion but a bit of determination when it started of,

So we dig deep through sleepless nights and bioplus consumption to keep the right score for that dream job to be a reality. A dream reality because in your sleep you manifest it. You made it yours. As time goes by you see that it’s a virtual reality too with other  people that hate their jobs but need them. They do what they gotta do even if it kills them. Because the same education system produces fractions of how a forced talent feels like in the long run. We see it in different professions how employees are about the salary day but feel heavy through out the month.

The graduate cannot comprehend reality because it has never been. It has been a concentration camp of fear, even the most successful he gets swallowed into a lifestyle of keeping up and staying away from poverty.

How can he uplift the community; By building bigger walls and sending his kids to expensive private schools? Showing off the latest range of food, attire and cars? His basic need for education is now visible. It never meant notThe education system is like an arranged marriage to a black child; as time goes by she will learn to love and appreciate it like there’s no other choice. Because  in truth there isn’t, Either you are  certified or your struggling to make ends, its a pretty straight forward reality with limited deviations from those who are willing to create other possibilities; because that is the dilemma one is faced  with during schooling.  Obviously after you realise that colouring  outside the lines is not a life and death situation. It just untidy.

But as soon as you notice  that the bread is not buttered on both sides on your lunchbox. You base your decisions on bread. What will give me endless supply of bread. How can i get bread; that’s a stomach grumbling dream on all fronts, one is consumed by the lack of resources. Then the system brings the light to you, with fantastic escapes “education is the key to success”. Without assuring freedom you have married an education system to feed your hunger. You have forced loved it. It grew into you and opened your eyes to other forced talents you can acquire if you put your heart and mind into them.

With a massive media bombardment on the other hand to help you  choose your career wisely and study the right AB and Cs, while rationalising sums with high school friday motivators.  With a core slogan of “do what you love”; but not further than being an engineer, accountant or doctor. These are basic fields of success portrayed to a fragile mind. Of course as you go on you find endless but limited possibilities to choose from. Just to keep your head above water. A certain course can get you  a bit further in life.

Our greatest motivation is poverty, the struggle has produced distinctions and A students from damn near impossible situations to underdog headlines.  But are we attentive to the basic need of education? Are we processing how we choose a course? Apply for a job?  The situation creates the career path, there can only be freedom as soon as the need to survive is omitted. Hence a huge roar was made by corporates and companies  that graduates are never ready to start working. To a point that  a readiness programme was implemented alongside learnerships and internships to prepare the student for work or to remind the student what they studied because most don’t remember due to the fact that they are trying to move into what brought them to study. Which is to survive with roots of psychological distress and forgetfulness.

Its easy to forget what you never really loved doing; in truth we study to pass, to get that 50% and move on to the next level so we can start earning. Its not a matter of conscious skill development  and uplifting the community  as we rave in our resumes and testimonials.  The back of the mind is always the chance of hunger which petrifies us. There’s no sense of freedom, whereas we see the disjoint to build family business because the fundamental idea of the career is employee based. There never was passion but a bit of determination when it started of,

So we dig deep through sleepless nights and bioplus consumption to keep the right score for that dream job to be a reality. A dream reality because in your sleep you manifest it. You made it yours. As time goes by you see that it’s a virtual reality too with countless other  people that hate their jobs but need them. They do what they gotta do even if it kills them. Because the same education system produces fractions of how a forced talent feels like in the long run. We see it in different professions how employees are about the salary day but feel heavy through out the month.

The graduate cannot comprehend reality because it has never been. It has been a concentration camp of fear, even the most successful gets swallowed into a lifestyle of keeping up and staying away from poverty.

How can they uplift the community; By building bigger walls and sending they kids to expensive private schools? Showing off the latest range of food, attire and cars? Their basic need for education is now visible. It was never meant to educate them or to create a better society.

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Isn’t it a roller coaster to be a constant streamer of the headline news? Well to me it is, i even feel like i might be developing symptoms of bipolar. Maybe that is the design of how the “news” are altered and reported. The latest out cry is the gupta matter and its news spread. I like the truth, and i believe every one of us is interested in knowing the truth. But with the media, the truth is always further; just a bit further.

As much as there is interest in the ethics and business credibility of this gupta family in relation with our “Economic” downfall. I think its fair to do the same checks with multi billion companies on our shores; if truly we are looking for the truth. I do not remember the legitimacy of our major JSE investors being investigated since the country is still under colonial rule. I don’t think we are allowed to question our landlords. Its quite puzzling to mentally process these issues after the media frenzy of 1994 so called freedom achieved. The ANC has represented a false hope dilemma to a nation thirsty for liberation.

Now slowly the people are waking up from that dream state of freedom but not really free governance; full of democratic titles without implementations. Well the president has messed up everything for everyone; i mean everyone. he has just over turned patterns of 94; rather rubbing our masters the wrong way. the question now is what will white supremacy do to get the people back in the Mandela dream. The people need a new lie. Or Another politician that speaks Mandela.

In all fairness i am not for the involvement of the gupta family as i am not for the current white supremacy structure in Afrikan governance. but the role of the media that is rather concerning. As though its a reaction tool to tap into our subconscious and active an alarming response. Now that we wanna know the shenanigans of the gupta family with the greedy President. .then we can slow down on land issues, decolonising the education system and nationalisation of resources. Well there’s more headlines to keep us busy with not angry and out of focus.

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