Jeremy diamond = Cesc Fabregas
James Comey = Peter Jones
Malcolm X called it the Hate that Hate produced.
Some days I wake up as a white person, and I wonder why black people think we are all racist. Other days I wake up as a black person and I nod in agreement that all whites are racist.
Yesterday I woke up as white person and decided to get me a black person friend, to prove I am not racist.
Today I woke up as a black person, filled with hate for the white person who does not understand his racist ways.
As the night approached I became a God, and was no longer black or white. From my throne above, I looked at the world without time and observed the world of hate.
White hate created black hate.
Black hate created President Trump.
Tomorrow I will wake up as a black person and witness a rise in white racism from the ashes of slavery’s past.
pic from http://www.mindhacks.com: edited by #whoisvieome (bet you read program for your mind) Not program for for your mind.
Extract from political hacks 101. People are sheep, we vote on what we want to hear, we see truth only in things that align with our own set of beliefs. Power will always corrupt and hence leaders will always fail to deliver promises. And America will be great again for a short period. Trumps America will be like England without EU.
The Benefits of suffering
Anna I.P 169.000.002
A Story within the Story!
Whenever she asked her Dad why he was un-employed, he rattled on about the bees or something to that effect. Her father always ended with how good Apartied was, and how he had bought a house during that time, simply by managing the bins. No matter how hard her mind tried to picture the period her father talked about, she could not.
Anna was a young blonde girl; she had hopes and dreams of studying Astro Physics one fine day. She was not the sharpest knife in the draw, and hence worked extra hard to get a passing grade. This was her final year of school, so every night she hit the books like a farmer clearing his fields. She was however struggling to complete an assignment about what it was like to be black in the days of Apartheid. She sat with the Bic pen tip in her mouth and a blank piece of paper in front of her.
Suddenly the lights went out, she checked her phone for the time, and deduced that it was not a stage 1 power cut, this was rather an Eskom ‘whatever’ power cut. Her mind pinged her brain and she thought, “This is what it must of being like to be black during Apartheid.” Darkness! No Power! No wood! No food!
She scribbled her ping thoughts by candle light, and decided on an early night, as waiting for power to return was like waiting for political leaders to end corruption, long, tedious, boring, a very foolish expectation.
The next day she arrived at school early, just about the same time the birds were beginning their worm hunt and Zindele was pulling into the school yard in a white sport BMW 120i. A feeling of jealousy came over her on seeing how easy others had it. How made others were. Her mind pinged her brain again and said, “This feeling is what it must of being like to be black during Apartheid.” Zindele took her staring to be some act of aggression and jumped out her car, and came running and screaming towards her. Anna kept silent and did not respond to the verbal attack, which Zindele took as a further act of aggression, and started to beat Anna with clench fists. She beat hard and fast till Anna’s pale white skin turned blue. Anna was in too much pain and shock to react. Zindele looked down on Anna’s fetal form, and then kicked her in the face till the blue skin turned black.
“No wait!” Anna’s mind said to itself, “This is what it was like to be black during Apartheid!”
By Lovemore Moyo
Hidden in the story are many symbolic channels of thought. The author points out white privilege by showing how the father bought his house during the apartheid error(era). Also we see that there is a link between a between the color of the skin and the farmer(Boer) clearing his fields.
The suffering caused by lack of power(electricity) however is something that is beyond the fight between black and white, as it is a suffering they both feel.
It is only by going through physical suffering that Anna is able to comprehend the suffering of the black skin.
Sheila I.P 169.000.003
What is Culture? Culture is like an operating system, the dance routine of a community, to the beating sounds of their shared journey. In Africa we have 3 operating systems. The white communities are like Bills Windows, forcing their way into every hardware space. The black communities are like Steve’s Apple, fighting and designing a way to the top. The Coloured are like Linux, a community forced into existence by the unfair practices of Windows and Apple. They are an evolving system, open to new ideas, thought, and expression, but always ever invisible to the masses. Always and ever, trying hard to establish identity. The lack of identity led to a black hat hacker way of life which is reflected by their affinity for booze, alcohol and violence.
Sheila started her final year with gusto, motivated by coloureds in the larger world, which were bringing her culture and identity into the Google scheme of things. She saluted Rhiana, bowed down to Obama, and found her peace in the world by listening to the music of Bob Marley or Canadian Drake. In her final year of school she had friends from Windows and Apple, but however leaned fast and hard to the numbers of Linux. Linux offered protection in the schooling system from bullying agents, racist agents and teachers who just came to collect their baby sitting fees. She was generally happy with life, always the heart of the party. She only had one problem, a sickness that suddenly arrived every morning.
Even though Sheila was embedded with the anti- authorities Linux mind, she had a brain that thought about peace, and perhaps it was in the DNA of her mixed race blood. She rushed over to stop her friend Zindele pounding on some random white girl, but when she got there the sickness came out all over Anna. A week later Anna left the school, to spend time at home with her father, who slowly and skillfully upgraded her mind to Windows 10.0.
By Lovemore Moyo
In this conclusion to the story of Anna we see how racism is something that is programmed into us.
OMG dog killed in Riots
You know what this means? International community will finally pay attention to Zimbabwe.
To the agents of regime change, we say it is fine for we the people of Zim to die, but please leave our dogs alone.