Planning. Precision. Performance. ✈️✈️
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It was almost as dangerous as the lion that was walking in my garden on Friday, never mind the elephant in the shopping mall, the Buffalo in the office and the Leopard eating people on our town streets.
This is what happens when a Black taxi driver causes an accident and the White driver of the other vehicle requests insurance details!
Violence erupts and it becomes a free for all assault on the White man with a metal tyre lever to the head!
Normal crime?
Scary stuff there on Malibongwe Drive & Bellairs Drive. Avoid road rage if you can. If the accident has happened, fighting won’t change the outcome
Racial laws like Black Economic Empowerment cost the South African economy R149bn-R290bn. Yet the government wants to impose more and more racial laws on our institutions. It must stop!
🇿🇦 In 2003, ex-convict Gayton McKenzie was released from maximum-security prison in Bloemfontein after a long jail term. Fast forward 23-odd years and we see it's true - that a leopard can't change its spots... Once a crook always a crook.
I’m getting frequent questions from fellow SA refugees and our American friends about how we managed to get on our feet and become “successful” so quickly.
My answer, and this is not bragging, is simple: I’m an Afrikaner. The only time I get on my knees is when I’m praying.
That is who we are as a culture. It is one of our core values. We are rugged, tough, and enduring. We have faced impossible odds time and time again by the grace of God, pure grit and ingenuity. My ancestors did not survive two Great Treks and enemies far larger than themselves by launching GoFundMes, Amazon wishlists or waiting for easy handouts.
I hope this gives some of you reason to reflect, and the energy and courage to look impossible odds in the face, like our Ancestors and say:
“Bring it on, Boeta. My Ma het nie bang kinders groot gemaak nie.”
This is an old post from 2023, long before the refugee program.
But for some reason, this one hits me harder now.
Having having gone through the refugee process ourselves, I know the uncertainty, the fear, the endless waiting, the paperwork, the interviews, the goodbyes, and the courage it takes to leave everything you know behind in the hope of finding something better.
And now I look at this dad and his son and I can’t help but wonder…
What did they go through to get there?
How many nights did they lie awake wondering if they had made the right decision?
How many difficult conversations did they have?
How hard was it to say goodbye to everything familiar?
And most importantly…
Where are they now?
Are they safe?
Are they happy?
Did they find the life they were searching for?
I hope they did.
Because sometimes we see a photo or a post and never think about the entire story behind it.
But there are real people behind those stories.
Dads. Sons. Mothers. Daughters. Families.
People who found the courage to leave everything behind because they believed there had to be something better waiting for them.
And now, having lived a small part of that journey ourselves, I understand just how much courage that takes.
I sincerely hope this dad and his son are somewhere safe, living the life they were brave enough to fight for. ❤️🇺🇸