Call Me Old Fashioned – By Debbie Reynolds
With recent cause to reflect on our immediate world, we’re in somewhat of a mess. If you care to look on the dare-I-say-it dark side, there is always much to be anxious about, but my overriding concern is racism.
Recently I witnessed a confrontation between two men over a traffic violation. It was in my local supermarket parking lot. One man was white. The other black. It seemed one had reversed into the other. A fender bender, not much more.
Yet the vitriol spewing from the mouth of one about the other’s skin colour and what he was going to do to him was way over the top. Everyone ran to intervene, to calm them down before it escalated into a totally unnecessary, vicious assault.
Last year, across the seas on an idyllic Greek island, a white South African made a video of himself in which he celebrated the fact that there were no k*****s on the beach.
Firstly, this far into our democracy, how can he possibly think using that word is okay and, secondly, that it’s okay to use it publicly. By that I mean sharing it with any other person, whether he meant for them to also share it or not.
To then act surprised at being hauled over the coals by the EFF, which laid a crimen injuria case against him, and to apologise by saying it was simply “a moment of madness”, is to really show how backward you are.
Another incident which made news recently was that of a Gauteng motor licencing department official who made it very clear that he didn’t like “you, white people”. The official was caught on camera by motivational speaker Gavin Sharples, who had remonstrated with him earlier about being rude to a customer.
When Sharples asked to speak to his supervisor, the official was heard saying “you white people, I don’t like you”.
Not prepared to let it slide, Sharples laid a case of crimen injuria with SAPS and lodged a complaint with the Human Rights Commission. Both are being investigated and hopefully justice will prevail.
Behind the Boere Curtain, Afrikanerdom’s beloved Steve Hofmeyr has finally got his comeuppance for his unapologetic racist ranting, being banned outright by pay-TV company Multichoice.
A report by Thinus Ferreira on Channel 24 stated: “The controversial and race-baiting artist, who previously stated on social media that ‘blacks are the architects of apartheid’, who kept singing Die Stem at concerts and arts festivals, and would gaslight with photos and messages of the old South African flag, will no longer get any exposure on, be allowed to appear on, or be able to make any money from DStv or any of its broadcasting brands, like kykNET.”
Serves him right. The less we hear what spews from his mouth the better.
Thank goodness for the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel, like Cape petrol attendant Nkosikho Mbele who showed his humanity by offering to pay for a woman’s petrol when she realised she’d left her bank card at home.
There are lots more stories like this – stories about people who don’t see colour, only kindness. Stories about people doing incredible things to help other people just because they can, no matter their pigmentation.
My hope for this country is that one day the good stories will far outweigh the nasty ones.