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Jan '10

Day 140: Monday, 25 January 2010

Posted by steve@buddyandme.co.za

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My full new itinerary including Namibia and Botswana to the end of the tour (19 May 2010).

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Bobbi Bear Foundation (KwaZulu-Natal)
The Teddy Bear Clinic (Gauteng)
The TygerBear Foundation (Western Cape)
GRIP (Mpumalanga)
StepThru (Gauteng)

Hallelujah, no rain today. I left home in light cloudy conditions and arrived in the township of Thabong, after I must add being given some really bad directions from the ladies of Beares in Vereeniging. But after a phone call to Bev Whishart at Beares head Office who got Godfrey, the Beares Manager in Thabong to phone me and get me on the right road, I arrived at the Beares store in Thabong 10 minutes early, WOW.

Before I start on the subject of the discussions today I want to mention a documentary that was broadcasted on ‘MNet’s’ Carte Blanche last night which I believe foreigners, and in particular women, who intend visiting South Africa, should watch before making the detrimental decision to come out here. The article was about a woman (Jude Ward, who happened to be of the white population of South Africa) was driving in the Camperdown area of Kwa-Zulu Natal and was harassed by a member of the South Africa Police Services. The actions of the policeman who harassed her was despicable but the actions by the police officials who were present in the police station after she had pulled in to get help was in my mind even worse. I strongly recommend that all women, in South Africa as well as foreigners who intended or even remotely considered visiting South Africa, should seriously watch this documentary on www.mnet.co.za/carteblanche Sunday the 24th January 2010’s episode.

Sorry, before I go on with the subject matter of my crusade, there is one more item of crime in South Africa which I have to comment on, and that is the fact that my neighbour was shot by three savages / thugs, whatever you want to call them, on Friday morning at 5am. His neighbour narrowly missed being shot in the head when he ran out to help the neighbour and the savages pointed a gun into his face and said “I’m going to kill you you white bastard”, pulled the trigger but the bullet missed his ear by millimetres. After slipping and falling to the ground they proceeded to kick him to pieces and then ran off.

The one thing about travelling around South Africa as extensively as I have done during 2005 and 2006 and am busy doing the same again, is that one gets to meet so many people who have been affected by violent crime and who have had their lives turned upside down by it, and all our government is interested in is, the 2010 soccer world cup and depriving the population of possessing a firearm to defend themselves and to protect their family’s. In my blog (Day 134) I mentioned the fact that the Minister of Police, in a public statement, stated that “He would like to see a South Africa where only the police carry firearms”. My comment was that “If no one else has a firearm, why would the police need to carry firearms. Could it be that he knows full well that the thugs and savages who are running rampant in our country would still be in possession of firearms and that the citizens of South Africa would be prone to the violent crime being perpetrated by the savages and that they, the politicians, would be protected by the expensive security and body guards paid for by the tax payers of South Africa”.

In a recent discussion, a policeman told me that more firearms are stolen from members of the police force than from members of the public and that if a firearm is stolen from a member of the public, that individual will be charged for negligence and cannot obtain another firearm licence. However when a firearm is stolen from a member of the police force, the member is issued with another firearm and life goes on. Probably the most scariest bit of information which was given to me, is the fact that policemen and women actually sell their firearms and on reporting the ‘loss’ of the firearm are issued with new firearms and “life goes on”.

One guy I met told me that he had been stopped for speeding and because of the excessive speed he was doing was arrested. After appearing in court and being found guilty, part of his sentence was having his firearm licence cancelled. Now please, I ask you with tears running down my legs, what does speeding have to do with a firearm licence. But this falls in line with comments made by various members of the police force as well as other individuals who are in the ‘know” who have confirmed that eradicating firearms from “the civilian population’ is our government’s main objective.

Okay so back to my crusade, which is finding a solution to stop the rape and sexual abuse of children in South Africa. At the Thabong Beares store; Thabong being a very heavily populated township incorporated into the massive area of Sebokeng, I got to meet a group of very interesting people which consisted of members of the Police Services, a big group of them being individuals who are seriously dedicated to making a change in the current crime and in particular child rape situation in our country.

All of them blamed the rape situation on the fact that individuals are allowed to obtain liquor licences freely. They confirmed that “If the applicant pays whatever is required and “greasers” the right palm, he will be granted a licence to open a ‘Tavern’ or ‘Shebeen’ and young girls (Mostly in the 13 to 16 age group) are frequenting these places day and night in order to get paid for their ‘services’, lets face it, it’s better and more rewarding than attending school (which Julius Malema would support) and it’s definitely more financially rewarding than attending school. The biggest problem is that when they are not paid, they run to the police and cry rape.

A comment that was made by one of my guests, Sergeant Bassie Mothopeng which concerned me, and which will result in me pondering it for a few days, is that she believes that “Children are maturing much earlier than ‘we’ did”. According to her, kids are now sexually mature at the age of 10 and 12 years of age, where as “we” were only matured at 18 years of age, at this point I must mention that she appeared, to me anyway, to be around 35 years of age, and according to her this is the reason that ‘grown men’ are raping these young girls. I’m afraid I totally disagreed and cannot condone the raping of young girls for this reason. Hells teeth come on, girls were being married off to grown men centuries ago with fathers and mothers believing that they were mature enough to be married off, and that was wrong then so why should we go back to the dark ages to satisfy the lust and savagery of these swine’s.

<i>My group of guests at <b>Beares</b> Thabong</i>

My group of guests at Beares Thabong

One of the very special guests I had at Thabong is a young girl who is a really terrific young lady who wrote a poem for me, I don’t need to say anything more about her because I believe the poem says it all:

The happiness of the day I was born
The day I was being welcomed to the new world
The day they saw their tiny human being
The day they thanked God for the greatest gift of Intombi, the day I was born.
The sadness of their death
The day I felt real pain
The day I cried and cried non-stop
The day I felt the loneliness
The day my heart was loaded
Loaded by the emotion, the hardest emotion of all
Why me? Why them? These are my days, my thoughts
Questions, why this life for me?
These questions are from my heart.
Bay a sishiya a bazali, bethu, qhapagla lomhlaba uya hlaba.
I was told by my latest mother
She told me that I am now free
To just “Suwa and express my feelings”
How can I? If I am alone in this world
How can I? If I have no one to trust
How can I?
How can I just “Buwa and express my feelings”
While I’m alone in this world of “Life?”
I ask!!
But I am not alone, I am with God
Yshabalala Felicia (Botebo – Tsebo Secondary School)

<i>The whole group of guests including my little star, the poem writer holding up the poem she wrote for me and read out to everyone</i>

The whole group of guests including my little star, the poem writer holding up the poem she wrote for me and read out to everyone

<i>Of course Buddy had to get in on the act</i>

Of course Buddy had to get in on the act

After bidding everyone goodbye ‘Buddy and Me’ headed out of Thabong, destination Evaton which is yet another very large township attached to the Sebokeng region. Here I once again was met by an amazingly dedicated bunch of members of the SAPS, headed up by a Captain who believes that my ‘solution to stopping child rape in South Africa has hit the nail right on the head and that government must listen to me. So Mr. President you had better listen to what I have to say when I present my proposal on what needs to be done to stop the raping and sexual abuse of South Africa’s children to you and the rest of your cabinet, not to mention a heck of a lot of other people.

<i><b>Lubners</b> Evaton staff and guests</i>

Lubners Evaton staff and guests

After yet another lengthy and interesting chat with a large group at the Lubners store in Evaton, I had to make a hasty departure in order to reach Jo’burg before the hectic peak hour traffic, I still had a meeting to attend, but the information I gleamed from my guests at Evaton and from my meeting will have to wait until tomorrow, right now I’m exhausted and really want to retire to bed. So until tomorrow when ‘Buddy and Me’ hit the road once again and visit the area of Randfontein, we will bid you a good night, sleep well, don’t let the bugs bite, but above all, keep all children safe.

Caring regards from
Buddy and Me (Steve Heath)

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