Wednesday, June 14, 2006
freedom fighters my arse[ insert pic here once $%^$^! blogger gets its act together]
I just had the misfortune of watching the worst frigging bleeding heart propaganda on telly. I should have known better, today being the "anniversary" of Sharpeville.
What a bucketfull of 3 day old journalistic diarrhoea. It was, no doubt, funded by the same bunch of hand-wringing tofu eaters who perenially sit on the sidelines, safely insulated from the real world and bitch about the harsh way that mass murdering paedophiles are treated in prison.
Interspersed with 'reconstructed' pieces of film showing happy go lucky black schoolchildren all but skipping along until the evil nazi stormtroopers open up on them with flamethrowers we were subjected to "interviews" (aka monologues) from a handful of survivors and relatives of activists (for activists read: terrorists). If self pity was a liquid, this lot could have floated the QE2 on the twaddle they spouted tonight.
They painted the riots and "resistance movement" in glowing shades of fluffiness, setting it up as an idealistic dream born of efforts of poor teenagers, traumatised by the horrors of Sharpeville. Euphemism was piled upon euphemism, and "one-sided" was the phrase of the day when the producers cobbled this over sanitised piece of drivel together.
The mobs which tore through the streets, burning schools, looting shops, beating men and women to death with bricks were simply "frustrated". The second wave of riots that night weren't really riots, it was just the parents looking for their missing children. And as we aqll, know, the best way to look for a missing person is to burn any building you come across (so that you know you've looked there already) , burn any car (to stop people kidnapping them, of course) oh, and most importantly, kill any white person on sight.
One interview they had was a with a chap who was happy to point out where he and his class from the local school pulled an ageing doctor from his car, where they chased him to and ultimately beat him to death with bricks and broken bottles. He described it as a cathartic process for fuck sakes.
The riots were nothing more than anarchic savagery, an orgy of mindless violence and the people taking part in them deserved every bullet shot at them.
But what about the children they cry. What about them??? A mob of12 year olds can kill you just as easily as a mob of adults. Why should someone suffer injury, possibly death, just because their attacker is young?
What people fail to understand is the mob mentality. There was nothing romantic or idealistic about the riots in SA. They were dirty, brutal affairs, fuelled by a lust for violence and greed for plunder and the people taking part in them deserved every bullet shot at them.
Of course, it wasn't their fault. No, no, no, the poor dears. The system forced them into blowing up innocent people and burning everything in sight. The system forced them to riot at the drop of a hat and destroy everything in sight like a plague of toyi-toying locusts.
And you know what really galls me? This crap. That they're sticking a goddamn statue of one of the ringleaders up as a tribute. Still, at least I'll have something to spit at when I cross the square.
What's next? International Abu Musab al-Zarqawi Memorial day? Maybe a nice bust of the playful little tyke outside St Paul's?
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