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June 3, 2008
Shaka Zulu revisited
Jonny Norwegian expat
During Shaka Zulu’s reign, Mzilikazi fled north to escape Shaka
Zulu’s violent rule. Mzilikazi, chief of the Ndwandwe tribe that was
acquired and taken under the Zulu wings, decided to set up his own
kingdom. With his remaining regiment and families he settled down in
Matabeleland in todays Zimbabwe, where he became the King of the
Matabele. Although out of reach for Shaka Zulu, they had to face
other battles. The most recent one gave them reason to flee once
again, away from their own country’s leader Robert Mugabe and back
to South Africa.
The ironic part is that although not a major part, some of them came
all the way back to the Zulu kingdom – KwaZulu Natal! Yet again,
they are hunted by Zulu’s. Over the last couple of weeks, 50-60
people have been killed and thousands chased from their homes in the
black townships throughout South Africa. It’s a small minority of
the Zulu’s that are behind it, but people are talking about
political motives. The Inkatha Freedom Party has been mentioned as
the possible instigator. Perpetrators are singing “Umshini Vami” the
ANC (African National Congress) freedom song (Meaning: “Give me my
machine gun”) that was one of Jacob Zuma’s trademarks during the
recent election. Whether it is Mangosutho Buthelezi (Inkatha) or
Jacob Zuma (ANC), as well as Robert Mugabe… They are no better than
Shaka Zulu for the Zimbabweans in South African exile! They run for
their lives today like they did 200 years ago to escape the Zulu
Impis. But where will you run now people of Matabeleland and
Zimbabwe?!
Jonny
Norwegian expat
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Jonny
November
25, 2007
Tsotsis and Sangomas
At
the split between the White and the
Black Imfolozi River lies Shaka,
Zulu’s old hunting pits. This is
where he sent his young Zulu’s to
kill a lion and become a man and a
respected warrior. It’s scarce to
see lions there today, even though
it’s a protected area and part of
the Umfolozi (Imfolozi) game
reserve. The Zulu’s have lost the
opportunity to prove their manhood
and warrior skills… and in turn the
apparent chance to claim a few extra
wives! Wouldn’t that make you mad if
you were a Zulu? I know I would,
especially if I had my eye on a
pretty Zulu girl and I had to keep
my hands off because the hunting
grounds were closed off so that I
could not show my worth. It’s a
basic instinct in every man – not
only Zulu’s!
Aren't we worth a lion each?
So
what do you do then? There are no
lions to kill, and an Impala would
certainly not make the same
impression. Well, there are no more
wars to be fought either, so for the
warrior part of it there is no need
for them any more. The temper and
aggressiveness is still in the genes
though. There are other wars to be
fought in the modern South Africa.
To survive many resort to the Tsotsi
(thief) way! To be a lonely Tsotsi
is risky business. If caught you
could be stoned to death by the
local settlement’s self justice
system. The police will not argue a
Tsotsi’s casein front of a hundred
strong bloodthirsty crowd! The
stones will get you for sho’! Who
knows, maybe the crowd see you as a
“lion”, and extra eager to show
their killing skills?!
No, you don’t want to be a lonely
Tsotsi. You want to be part of a
gang in organized crime. The gang is
your life insurance! Better than any
that Sanlam or any other insurance
company can give you! Your Tsotsi
brothers are proactive about saving
your ass, whilst the insurance
companies can only try to mend your
broken skull afterwards. The choice
is easy! It’s just not that simple!
Again you have to prove your worth –
and kill that “lion”! When there are
no lions to be found, you go for the
specie that stole the lion’s title
as “king of the jungle” – MAN! You
would think that you are safe whilst
out for a jog and apparently not
carrying tons of valuables. It’s
just that when the Tsotsis are doing
their Tsotsi-matric, it is not about
the money. It’s about your scalp –
you’re the hunted lion!
locals cut all the
fermented and stinking fat and flesh
off a whale carcass on the beach


A good and
respected Tsotsi gang has their own
Sangoma (Witch Doctor). The Sangoma
acts as a great organizational
motivator. Vikings ate “fleinsopp” (Mushroom
that made you hallucinate and wild)
before going berserk in the front
rows in battle, and they were feared
all over! Likewise the Sangomas
provide the right muti to make you
invisible and invinsible! With such
powerful muti, your courage and
strength reaches new levels. I
thought maybe some Sangoma went on a
studytrip to Scandinavia to discover
the “fleinsopp”, but the Sangomas
are not copycats! They’ve got their
own abundance of flora and fauna to
pick from. I should stress fauna!
The Tsotsi-matric-kill serves
another purpose as well, not only as
“lion kill”. The Sangomas are
powerful respected and busy guys, so
they have a high turnover on their
muti stock! Thus they have to
continuously produce new muti. Same
logistical principle as in any
business… Just in time, kanban etc.
Supply and demand. That’s why they
need their Tsotsi underlings to
bring in their kill once in a while.
The human organs are powerful muti!
In Sodwana Bay one year I watched
locals cut all the fermented and
stinking fat and flesh off a whale
carcass on the beach. They were
proud to tell me it was for muti.
Most likely good muti. Worst case it
would give enough courage to steal a
doll from a five year old girl! No,
only human organs will do when
you’re up to some serious Tsotsi
action… and it takes good muti to
get more supplies of good muti. You
have to invest to harvest
basically!After we were robbed
recently, we had several security
companies on the scene to give their
thoughts and advice… and long before
the police managed to get here I
should add! The common opinion from
all was that the Tsotsi was
incredibly brave and calm, which
means that either his head was too
big, or he had some means to get out
of a pressed situation. It was
suggested that the bravery coud be
due to the fact that it was a
muti-thief! Not that he was after
our guts necessarily, but he was
“blessed” by his Sangoma with all
the rituals that goes into it. Then
the Tsotsi gets a string around his
waist with courage enhancing muti,
making you both invisible and
invincible!

my tripppppppppo
colombian
traveling around the world
Johannesburg 2007
I just came back from a 2 hours walk in johhanesburg…….Oh my God this place is
really the most different unsafe high gated city in the world….during my walk
I just saw electric fences, high brick walls, wired fences, barb wire…….this
cIty looks like a big jail so I better came back to the hotel's swimming pool…my
tripppppppppo
Monday, October 01, 2007
doodler
South Africa is fast becoming
another African basket case country
Ever so often, we get comments from readers of this blog, who froth at the
mouth because we are so "racist". A friend of mine wrote the following piece
and he emailed it to me today.
I reckon he succinctly sums up the bottom line. To those bleeding hearts who
flatly refuse to acknowledge the hard facts about SA - take note. Thanks Fred.
Everything in South Africa is so politically correct, that very few Whites
want to face up to the fact of what is really happening in our beloved
country!
Answer the following questions and you will realise why South Africa is fast
becoming another African basket case country.
Who is gang raping and murdering the farmers wives on the farms?
Who is murdering the farmers on their farms on almost a daily basis?
Who is murdering, raping and killing the people in the townships?
Who are the policemen involved in murder and bank heists?
Who is guilty of looting the State coffers with impunity?
Who is hijacking motorists, often killing them for no apparent reason?
Who is forcing all our law abiding folks to live in fortress like homes in
fear of their lives, whilst the criminals control the streets?
Who cuts up body parts to make muti?
Who consults witch doctors to protect them against evil spirits?
Who rapes little babies and young children, believing that this will prevent
them from getting Aids?
Who has sex with cats, dogs and other animals, believing that this will also
prevent them from getting Aids?
As soon as we face up to these facts, we can only come to the conclusion that
we will have to take the necessary steps to rectify this sordid situation. If
we don’t, we must either flee the country of our birth, or be prepared to die
at the hands of the criminals who are ruling our country. Things can only
become worse and anybody who believes that we must wait for God, or rely on
some other person/persons to change the situation, is living in a euphoric
delusion in a fools paradise. If each of us must seize the opportunity to take
active steps to make the necessary changes, we are all destined to be slaves
under depraved politicians in our own fatherland.
The time for paid politics is past and it is time for ordinary citizens to
wake up and realise that the future is in their own hands. doodler
- south africa sucks
death of johannesburg
The Real Realist
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Hillbrow.
illustrating the collapse and physical destruction of Johannesburg in the "New
South Africa" -- the things that tourists are NOT told about.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Welcome to Bree Street, Johannesburg, Where Gold (Used) to Lie in the Street,
Now, it's Just Rubbish
Bree Street is one of the main thoroughfares running through the city centre
of Johannesburg, from east to west. It runs right through the CBD, and used to
be one of the major economic centres, as well as being a residential area.
Today, as you can see, it is a slum, another shattered, filthy, ruined
monument to the "New South Africa." Pictures courtesy of MZ, who made this
hell run down Bree Street.


The Real Realist



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