Paul

I really don’t care what colour you are! What matters to me are your principles, ethics,Social skills, intellect and skills.

[Conscious Caracal 🇿🇦 @ConCaracal]

John Steenhuisen will largely be remembered as the man who, when the spotlight fell on him in the Oval Office, chose to cover for his boss Ramaphosa rather than tell the uncomfortable truth about what was happening back home in South Africa. Uncomfortable truths he freely acknowledged until the moment he got a government job.

Credit to @geordinhl for wielding the axe on a tree bearing bitter fruit.

[Kgoshi Ya Lebowa @Mothematiks]

A humpback whale visited V&A Waterfront in Cape Town 🐋

[Farai Mazhindu @FaraiMazhindu]

Elon Musk single-handedly shattered the global silence on South Africa's institutionalised extortion.

Without him, the world would still be blind to a state-sanctioned shakedown disguised as "compliance."

Investors are forced to surrender equity to a handpicked pool of ANC cadres and cronies just to operate.

Wealth creation is held hostage by political gatekeepers. They rebranded systemic corporate theft as policy.

Every major business has been extorted, they did not invest in the economy, but rather paid off the ruling elite to buy peace and the green light to operate.

You either cut the cadres in, or you get locked out.

It is a parasitic framework where corrupt politicians contribute absolutely zero to the economy, yet take the biggest cut.

[Alice VL @RiseAgainstEvil]

This wasn’t covered anywhere. Google it, and NOTHING. Grok it, and NOTHING. If I didn't know this son, I would never know the story. How many more are there?

2009 in Lichtenburg, North West Province. 

18-year-old André Slabbert and his dad were attacked on their bee farm by multiple attackers. The attackers shot André's dad, leaving him permanently paralyzed. Young André bravely tackled the gunman, who then turned and shot him too. 

André fought hard and survived, but the injuries were severe. Here he is recovering at Anncron Hospital. 

This White farming family endured unimaginable violence, yet there is NO media coverage of this attack anywhere. These stories deserve to be told and remembered.

[kira 👾 @kirawontmiss]

LETSSS GOOO

[Paul @PaulLesch]

@IOL This guy cant even fall out of a tree ny himself....

[The Husky @Mr_Husky1]

In 1943, Canada erased a hospital room from existence to save a royal baby — and Europe's oldest monarchy thanked them with flowers that still bloom 80 years later.
The Nazis had taken Holland. Crown Princess Juliana of the Netherlands had fled across the Atlantic with her daughters, finding refuge in Ottawa while her homeland burned. Now she was pregnant — and that pregnancy had triggered a constitutional crisis no government had ever faced.
The problem was brutally simple: If this baby was born on Canadian soil, Canadian law would grant automatic citizenship. And the ancient laws governing Dutch royal succession were unforgiving. Any hint of foreign citizenship could disqualify this child from ever ascending to the throne.
Sending her home wasn't an option. German U-boats prowled the waters. The royal palace in The Hague had swastikas hanging from its windows.
So Canada's lawyers did something that belongs in a novel, not a history book.
On January 19, 1943, the Canadian government issued an Order in Council that rewrote reality. The maternity suite at Ottawa Civic Hospital was declared extraterritorial. Not Canadian. Not Dutch. Not part of any nation on Earth.
For the span of a birth, that room existed in a legal void — a pocket of nowhere wrapped in hospital walls.
Princess Margriet was born into that impossible space. The moment she drew breath, she was Dutch — purely, legally, unquestionably Dutch. No competing allegiance. No threat to her royal destiny. The lawyers closed their books. The doctors smiled.
And then, as quietly as it had vanished, the room became Canadian again.
The war ended. Holland was liberated. And the Dutch Royal Family didn't just say thank you — they said it in a language that would outlive everyone who spoke it.
In 1945, 100,000 tulip bulbs arrived in Ottawa. Not as decoration. As gratitude made tangible.
But one shipment wasn't enough to express what Canada had done. So they kept sending them. Every single year since 1945, the Dutch Royal Family sends 20,000 more bulbs to the Canadian capital.
Today, if you walk through Ottawa every May, you'll find over three million tulips blazing along the Rideau Canal, flooding through Commissioners Park, turning the city into rivers of crimson, gold, and violet. Most people who stop to take photos have no idea they're standing in the middle of a thank-you note that's been growing for eight decades.
Princess Margriet is 83 now. She still makes the journey to Ottawa during tulip season, walking through gardens that exist because she was once born in a room that legally didn't.
Some acts of kindness become gardens. Some thank-yous outlive everyone who gave them.
And some flowers bloom forever.

[Interesting things @awkwardgoogle]

Members of Bikers Against Child Abuse volunteer to escort children to court when they’re required to face their abusers, helping them feel safer and supported during one of the most intimidating moments of their lives.

[Massimo @Rainmaker1973]

In 1962, Brendon Grimshaw purchased Moyenne Island in the Seychelles for roughly $11,000. At the time, the small island was completely barren and uninhabited.

Over the following decades, Grimshaw dedicated his life to restoring its ecosystem. He personally planted more than 16,000 trees, created walking trails, and reintroduced endangered species — most notably giant Aldabra tortoises — transforming the once-desolate island into a lush, thriving nature sanctuary.

Despite numerous offers from wealthy developers eager to turn the island into a luxury resort, Grimshaw consistently refused. He famously rejected a $50 million bid, determined to keep Moyenne Island as a protected natural haven open for people to enjoy rather than a private commercial venture.

In 2009, his vision was permanently secured when Moyenne Island was incorporated into the Sainte Anne Marine National Park, becoming the smallest national park in the world.

Grimshaw lived on the island until his death in 2012, leaving behind a remarkable legacy of conservation and environmental stewardship that continues to protect this unique paradise for future generations.

[Sunflower @Sunflow24522496]

What has the ANC done in 32-years to fight poverty? The ANC has done nothing but deepen poverty through corruption and mismanagement. Millions struggle to survive. Meanwhile, ANC elites steal public funds meant for basic services. ANC doesn’t care about the poor or businesses.

[𝖱𝖤𝖢𝖮𝖭𝟣-San ®✞🇿🇦 @Recon1_ZA]

We're shedding 6000 jobs a day in South Africa. YA'LL are asking for Cyril to step down?

6000 jobs a day?
10 jobs a day should justify resignation calls.

6000?
You disband a government.

[Ed Smith @EdSmith56886768]

Interesting how the 7 richest men in SA did it. The white dudes built industry. Started a bank. Built retail empires. The black dude: shares from black economic empowerment. Didn’t build much 🤷🏻

[💪🎭..Rai ji..💪🎭 @Vinod_r108]

Her dying wish was to see Keith Urban perform one last time. But her health prevented her from getting to the concert. So Keith Urban came to her... This melts my heart 🥹❤️

[The Husky @Mr_Husky1]

The room was laughing at her. 90 seconds later, 100 million people would know her name.
April 11, 2009. Glasgow, Scotland.
A 48-year-old woman walked onto the stage of Britain's Got Talent wearing a dress that didn't quite fit and hair that hadn't seen a salon in months. Her name was Susan Boyle. She'd spent most of her life in a tiny village called Blackburn, caring for her aging mother until she passed away two years earlier. She'd never married. Never held a steady job. Never left her small corner of Scotland.
She lived alone. She had a cat. She had a dream.
When she told the judges she wanted to be a professional singer like Elaine Paige, the audience laughed out loud. Simon Cowell raised his eyebrows. Amanda Holden bit her lip to suppress a smile. Piers Morgan smirked. Three thousand people in that auditorium had looked at Susan Boyle and decided, in an instant, exactly who she was.
They were wrong.
The music began. "I Dreamed a Dream" from Les Misérables—one of the most demanding songs in musical theater.
She opened her mouth.
The first note silenced the room like thunder.
Within seconds, the entire audience was on their feet. Amanda Holden's hands shot to her face. Piers Morgan was shaking his head in disbelief. Simon Cowell—the man who had seen everything—was grinning like he'd just witnessed a miracle. The same people who had been laughing were now screaming, cheering, some openly weeping.
Susan finished. She gave a small, awkward bow. She had no idea she'd just changed her life.
The video went online immediately. Within weeks, it became the most-watched video on the internet. Susan Boyle—the woman the world had laughed at—became the most famous person on Earth almost overnight.
She didn't win the competition. She came in second.
But she'd already won something far bigger.
Her debut album sold 10 million copies and became the fastest-selling debut in UK history. It topped charts in 33 countries. She's now sold over 25 million records worldwide. She's performed for the Queen of England and the Pope. She's been nominated for two Grammys.
And she still lives in the same small house in Blackburn that her parents bought decades ago.
Susan Boyle had walked onto that stage fully expecting people to laugh at her. She'd been bullied as a child. Told she was slow. Made to feel invisible for most of her life.
What she didn't expect was that 90 seconds of courage would rewrite everything the world thought it knew about her.
There is no first impression that cannot be shattered by truth.
There is no person who doesn't deserve a second look.
Susan Boyle taught 100 million people that lesson in the span of one song.
And the world has never forgotten.

[Xagreat @Xagreat001]

Five-year-old Anna was the only witness to the domestic violence that had hospitalised her mother. In the large courtroom, her father stared at her from the defendant’s table.

She refused to testify. She hid behind the prosecutor, shaking, and cried that she could not do it because he would see her.

The prosecutor was about to request a recess when Judge Marcus, known for his stern manner, called for a pause. He stepped down from the bench, walked over to the girl, and knelt.

He asked her gently what her name was. She whispered that her name was Anna.

He told her that he was Judge Marcus, that it was his courtroom and he was in charge. He explained that his most important rule was that no one was allowed to be scary — not even her father — and that he would not permit it.

He pointed to the witness stand and said that the chair looked big and lonely. He suggested that she and he should sit there together and that she could sit on his lap so he could act as her shield.

He held out his hand, and Anna took it.

The judge then sat in the witness stand with Anna on his lap, his black robe wrapped around her. Shielded by him, she found her voice and told the court what she had seen.

[Alice VL @RiseAgainstEvil]

Disgusting. Hateful. Racist.

A children's shelter, Childline, denied donations and support because it didn't score enough "points" on the B-BBEE racial scorecard.

Why? Too many white kids. The "wrong" skin color in the eyes of the state. So innocent children in need got nothing.

This was reported in 2012, and the same vile system is still in place today.

These kids didn't invent apartheid. They weren't even born when it ended. They had zero role in the past. Yet they're punished for the color of their skin while struggling for safety, food, and care.

This isn't justice or "redress." It's plain and simple racial discrimination against defenceless children. A policy so morally bankrupt it turns away help from kids based purely on race.

Revolting.

[Dianne 👱‍♀️🐶🐾🍫🍷 @Diannejojo10]

If you can carry it on to the beach you can carry it off

[Laurika 🌻🐕🌊 @lolsielove]

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