Kaapstad – Awethentiq®
Hulle lyk soos Riaan Cruywagen in hulle deftige, swart pakke en die oranje snawels laat ‘n mens dink aan netjiese dasse. Orange is the new black. Ongestoord, byna onversteurbaar, fokus hulle op hul dagtaak en vlieg net op as ‘n breekbrander nou regtig te na aan hulle rotse kom. Om dadelik weer te land en die werk voort te sit. Die vakbondvoëls wat protesteer, raas en skree, kan hulle nie pla nie – die lui seemeeus wat net demand, demand, demand en aas op ander sonder om self iets te probeer. Die swarttobies – black oystercatcher- is steeds die jintelman van die kus.
Naasaan land die een valskerm na die ander, soms met sierlike swaaie en so ‘n windmaker-landing. Soms sal die passassier lekker gil. Partymaal is daar tot negentien van die swewers wat lanseer van Seinheuwel af, ‘n aanskoulike, bonte menigte. Te pragtig om te sien.
Saans kom daar ‘n spooktrein van helder liggies teen Leeukop af, soos wat bergstappers met kopligte terugkeer na die stad en sy naglewe. Fietsryers ry berglangs al teen die hange van Seinheuwel, hulle helder ligte soos UFO’s wat teen die helling sweeg.
Tafelberg se kabelhuisie troon oor die stad, soos ‘n wagpos oor Tafelbaai. Soms kruip die kabelkarretjie die steilte uit om te gaan nes maak daar bo.
Die skoonvars sout seelug sweef soos ‘n onsienlike skim oor my balkon waar ek koffie drink en maak liefde met my reukorgane. Dis hemel op Tafelberg.
Selfs die sportmotors hier is anders want onder in die straat ry JOU MA-SERATI.
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Eendegat #Tsunami ook in Kaapstad?
Klompie jare gelede, so by die draai van die millennium, het soveel mense na hul kerke toe gegaan en vertel van die visioene wat hulle gehad het. Elkeen het “gesien”‘of in die nag gedroom van die tsunami wat die kusdorpie sou tref.
Terwyl mense angstig die see dophou, tref die tsunami hulle van die pad se kant af. Perlemoensmokkelaars word met dwelms betaal wat weer aan kinders verkoop word om uiteindelik kontant te genereer. Bykans elke sake-onderneming is betrek en die hele gemeenskap is uiters nadelig geraak. ‘n Jong skooldogter verloor haar lewe op twyfelagtige manier ter see.
Satanisme, dwelmgebruik het selfs onder laerskoolkinders voorgekom. Die eens vreedsame kusdorpie is toe hard getref deur ‘n golf van misdaad.
Mense neem soms goed te letterlik op. In Kaapstad hou mense lankal die see dop oor soortgelyke visioene, maar het die droë tsunami nie lankal aan die deur kom Tik nie?
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She is the wife of state president in Africa. It is August, Women’s Month – a great time for a first lady to hit a model with a kettle chord. What an un-Grace-ful act that was; will the women’s rights activists please rise?
I live amid a lot of verbal and emotional abuse. If I had to keep record of every negative comment, insult, rude remark, I would be a busy man indeed. It is stupefying to see the abuse hurled at men, at other drivers, at bosses, colleagues, family or friends. It is violent even if not physical.
A charismatic Christian counselor recently said, repeatedly, that all men are immature and cannot deal with their issues or get angry when confronted. I am not sure that she is capable of taking any form of constructive criticism herself, though. See, one cannot dish out what you cannot take yourself.
My own idea is that men are much more mature and usually aren’t even bothered by the little things that upset most women. Men aren’t blind to their environment but would generally only respond to what really matters.
I am also blessed, being married to a pioneer spirit, a strong pillar, a really upright woman with the kindest, softest heart. We hardly ever argue and, after thirty years of marriage, we are still madly in love. The Lord blessed me with the absolute best, others have to make do with second. Yes, she is the soft, strong queen of my heart. Homemaker, entrepreneur, artist, miracle worker, motherly and spiritual. Yes, the wife of Proverbs 31 shares my space.
In this month when abuse against women is often the topic of discussion, I would like to present another angle to this. Why not, for spicing things up, debate abuse, verbal or otherwise, by women?
Why not talk about abusive women who hit their boys because of their anger at grown men? Women who lay the foundation of having boys growing up to beat their wives – because of the resentment they may have for abusive women. In such a case, issues needing to be dealt with, but who will have the discerment to understand what it is about?
How many man withdraw into themselves, into sports, man caves or even pornography – just to avoid having to deal with the sharp tongue of an ungodly, abusive woman? As such abuse is evidence of the absence of the Spirit of God. Like Eve in the garden, the seeds of the Antichrist showing its vulgar head.
It is August. A cabinet minister hit women at a nightclub. We don’t know the full story, we don’t know what they did. What we do know is that he was at least mature enough to apologise and resign from his office.
Apart from my own wife, I have very seldom seen a woman mature enough to be accountable, accept responsibility. I was ridiculed and bullied on social media by the premier of my province and she refused to apologise when proven wrong.
I really think that society could afford taking a closer look at the abusive nature of the feminine types around us, see how they can hit at men in so many ways, only to turn and gloat in playing victim.
Several men had been arrested on false charges lain by women and perhaps government should start prosecuting them for perjury. It will teach a few Eves to behave and not use brute force to assault men.
In the work situation, two thousand men work together in harmony – as a former career soldier, I have seen it. I have also seen and experienced the abusive of women in the workplace. In a professional workspace, I have seen one woman hit a pregnant colleague in the bellow, resulting in an aborted foetus. Yes, they can talk about afterbirth while eating cake or discussing the intimate specifics of a period while having dinner! That is gross, gross, gross.
The first lady sought diplomatic immunity while being brazen enough to show her face at an international summit, same as my own premier who is not even ashamed after having been disgraced in public after something stupid she said on Twitter.
It is still August and it is still a disGrace.
Let the real women remove the Fake Eve from society. She has overstayed her welcome.
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Boera, maar hét Hangberg datem vir jou ‘n oulike voorstad! Dis sommer net Houtbaai wat dié eer kry.
Hangberg is die woongebied waar meesal arm Kleurlinge woon want dis hoofsaaklik ‘n vissersgemeenskap. Tog het hulle só baie. Die pragtige see en berge, uitsig oor Houtbaai. Rykes sal hulle oogtande gee daarvoor.
Onder in Hangberg, teen die see, is Fish On The Rocks Dis nou waar jy die lekkerste paarseltjie hake & chips kan koop, of andersins ‘n snoekie wat netnou nog gehap en gespartel het. Jy gaan nié beter kry in Houtbaai nie.
Koffie? Die beste is by die gaafste Barista diékant van Klein Leeukoppie. Sy naam is Nkosi en hy is ‘n asielsoeker van Jozi wat Zulu praat. Maar kyk, dié gawe Makatini verstaan sy koffie, hoor! Dis by Spar, soos jy van Llandudno se koers af inkom teen Suikerbossie af. Nie die Spar oppad Constantianek toe nie.
Anderdag nog van Houtbaai. Gaan gooi ‘n draai daar.
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