I am very proud to say that I support the Red smart ants and other parties that do by all means to change the system.I have realised that people who have joined the revolution fight by all means to change the system for the better.Those people are conscious thinkers and that is what South Africa needs.These people need to be applauded because the bees have implanted fear in to the people and that needs to change.We cannot afford to avoid speaking the truth just because we are scared of what the bees will do to us.
It is very sad,laughably sad I must say,that people(even those who belongs to the bees)will fully agree with what the revolutionalists and fighters are saying yet will not credit them.Never mind voting for them.It is probably one of those “Loyal comrades will blindly support anything that has their party’s brand on it” moments that are very hard to be erazed.
I just thought about the short story that I wrote(not yet published)titled “From the savour’s country” where I mentioned how our people are emotionally and politically blackmailed by mentions of the politicians who have passed.Our black people get to hear the bees movement mention the likes of Nelson Mandela(Take note that his beautiful ex wife supports the red ants) and the others just because they originate/d from such party.That needs to stop.Those people are no more.Start mentioning your president.Tell us about your president.The fact that the administration was handed to you by the colonialists does not mean it cannot be taken away from you.
What is very disturbing is that the government is hiding behind Laws (that are being made)just to silence the brave and I do pray that it fails to work.The only thing that is at the front is POWER.The bees want to wear a greed man’s shoes,little does the bees know that those shoes will make them feel superior to our people.The bees are continuing to eat from a greed man’s plate,claiming that they are eating on our behalf.STOP!!
Change The System
By the way I am not a politician.I am an Activist
I literally looked at my screen for 15 minutes before I could write this.Not because it is difficult but because I am questioning women who are anti-feminists.I believe that one of the aptitudes that a feminist must have is the ability to allow other women be and do things that a feminist would not necessarily make but let me tell you one thing,IT IS DIFFICULT.Especially at work.It is difficult to keep up with the patriarchal system.It is very difficult to allow yourself to be under looked by men.It is difficult to be called beautiful yet not respected as a fellow colleague.I believe that women have potential and that is the most important thing right?The potential to be you and the potential to work yourself off to have a better life.Is it a must to wait for him to fill up your bank account?Is it necessary for you to be under his shadow just because he is a man?Is it necessary to listen to his orders even when they torn your work or even your morals?If you have answered yes then I wish I could have your heart fellow woman.A heart that does not bleed when told that “you will do that when I say so”,a heart that does not bleed when you are expected to leave your work and run to please him or run to work for him.I am often told that I take things by heart and that is being unprofessional.The fact that culture has ruined the minds of those who cant keep up with a hunting Lionesses.They(somehow) even think that a Lioness is being unprofessional for hunting.
I once heard a man say he does not want a working wife and I humouredly ended up thinking maybe that was the reason why he was still single at the age of 39.At least he still had hope that he would find a mate.He had this weird way of expressing how women are supposed to work at home,feed,bath and take the children to school.Allow me to say he also wants to be fed and immersed too.The question that I asked myself is that was he aware that women of the past had offices too?Those offices were regarded as farms.Now am I not supposed to work just because I am a woman?No thank you Sir but the economy is not doing well at the moment so if you dont want that woman then get out of here.
I remember the tears that extremely wet my pillow the other day after knocking off.I was at work and had to call this other busy man(He described himself as a busy man as if we aint busy ourselves) for a meeting.A man of status.A man who was respected by many.Picking up his phone,I told him everything that he wanted to know about my meeting with him and my fellow colleagues,guess what did he say?He said he was busy and I must try him tomorrow.Well that wont make you cry right?I know.Then this is what happened,my fellow male colleague picked up the phone and told him exactly what I just said,then kabooom our meeting with him was set.That really hurt and I cried a lot that night.Was it something that I said or was it just because I AM A WOMAN?Little did he know that I was the one to decide the following day if we acknowledge is proposal or not.
The moral of the story here is that being a woman and trying to climb the ladder is hard but at the end of the day we have to.Unless if our gender is checked over on whether we do the work or not,people should not bring it up.Especially if it is about whether we have the “capabilities” of doing the job.It should be whether people can do the job,not whether women can.Anti-Feminists and Traditionalist wont agree with me but truth of the matter is that women are now participating gracefully on growing the economy of the country/global.It should not be about whether she has boobs,Ass or lack an elongated clit.It must be about the potencial.
I often pass the streets of this place and hear people calling each other comrades.They joy that shines across their face when they beautifully call each other with such political based name,its like they are emphasising that a shoes is to foot as tire is to wheel.Looking at such name with amusement,I have realised that it probably only refers to the loyal souls of the movement.The name might have its meaning but in where I live,It means the slave of the movement.Affiliates have to attach their emotions to the movement before they can get to be called comrades.You know what is funny,the fact that only certain comrades will benefit from that credential.I have this friend who quit his job from a private company that allowed him to earn something from building houses for people.He quit because comrades were promised a learneship that has an internship package,it was made clear that you can only get it if you work for a government cleaning program and of course,IF YOU WERE A COMRADE.I tried by all means to show him the right path but you know what happens to comrades,they get emotional when politicis are brought up that they’ll even support anything that have their party’s brand on it.The point that I am bringing home is that people are so blinded by the name comrade that they keep voting and voting and licking the ass of their party in hope that their lives will change.I can tell you now that my friend does nothing now other than wearing the mental overall that makes him believe that he will get something from being called a comrade and of course,a bee attracting colour shirt that shows his political stand.
I have always made sure that I distance myself from being a politician,which can of course be regarded as being a comrade in this instance.You are forced to keep quiet and say things that will colour the party beautifully.You cant even say what is worth being said because you want to be politically correct.The sad life of a comrade is that some will end up sitting on the government chairs while others have to sit back and think their party brought them the freedom to at least choose who can run the country.
Another sad part of being a comrade is that the head of the house has allowed cadre system to take place in every if not most rooms of the house.Now some of those who are sitting at those government chairs are not at ease because they know that the new executive will come one day and bring their own people.It is pretty much laughable but at the end of the day,its a sad life of a comrade.This is pretty much the reason why a dog’s bark does not sound like a lion’s roar or of course,the reason why a cock cannot sound like a turkey.
To some of us being politically correct is not our job and we are unapologetic for voicing the jokes that we often laugh at.Jokes that some see as the proxy of belonging to a certain structure.Every party has its pet name that it’s affiliates are called with.These parties dont even regard their existance as having to sit down and agree on what will benefit the house.NO.They concentrate on having power.Fighting for power and misusing it.It is all about who is fit to run this house.Of course others will dance to the tune of “we did this and that for black people and we will rule until Jesus comes”.The same mentality that comrades have.The sad part is that those minor parties that gang up against the major head of the house will be enemies when the major steps down down one day.Provided Jesus pospones His arrival just to give other parties a chance of shaking their mandate off too.
Comrades,keep calling each other comrades but truth told,it is sad.Running miles for your party in hope that you will also,one day turn around with government pancakes.Wake up and question how long are you going to clean a road for the chosen comrades that will actually lead.
Aluta Continua Comrades.