Our Father has Died.
I awoke this morning to hear the news that our beloved Tata Madiba has passed away…
As a South African that lived through the harshest of the apartheid years in the shadow of fear that was the state , and then lived through the days of CODESA and the final birth of his dream – the South African Democracy , I am saddened by the loss – though not suprised.
We all knew this day was coming , from the time he first got sick last year , we knew…it was (As Depeche Mode so famously said) a question of time.
Turning on the news TV this morning , I saw the usual conglomeration of tributes from all and sundry, paying respects to the Father of our Nation.
I saw footage of people outside his home in Houghton , singing songs to celebrate the life of the man and messages of grief and love.
The big question now is “what next?”
South Africa : Where to Awethu?
Where does this leave us , after the sadness and the loss…where to from here?
In my view this is simple. For us to honour this man and everything that he fought for and ultimately died for…we must take a small piece of that incredible spirit and lock it into ourselves.
I would like to think that as he passed from this world to the next , he lovingly scattered 50 million spark fragments of that beautiful soul energy into each and every one of us.
Hey, I know what you are thinking -“JBT – what the fuck are you smoking bru?!”
But this is what I believe…I believe that this event , the death of our father , will light the fire under our collective asses and get us standing up for what is right , true and honourable…That we can fight for the rights of those oppressed by a selfish regime – ALL OF US!
Accept a piece of that Compassion, that honour, that truth about what is undeniably right in the universe and apply that to every day.
Treat the downtrodden and less fortunate with that compassion , fight against the iniquities of the greedy and corrupt. Take action in the face of fear against those that would use fear as a weapon to suppress our rights as human beings and citizens of this Rainbow Nation.
Do not be afraid to tell those that would suppress our voices ,” the more you try and silence me , the louder I will shout!”
Let us all take up his fight.
In the coming days , months and years , we will hear and see much about this man who saved a nation. We will hear tributes from family , friends , colleagues , comrades , heads of state , sportspeople and people of the world. Populations will stop and remember for a minute the life of the man and pay tribute to his legacy.
Then , after that 60 seconds has ticked away , they will carry on with their lives…with no real impact of this loss making even a slight dent.
Let this not be the case with us in South Africa.
His life and death MUST NOT HAVE BEEN IN VAIN.
If we let this corrupt government continue unchecked with their rampant corruption and intimidation of the people that Madiba believed in , we have failed him.
I am sure that his decline in health was (in no small part) due to the rape and violation of this country by the ANC government. Like a father of a child who comes to realise that his child has become a criminal , has hurt people and caused suffering in this world.
Despite his efforts at education and inspiration for that child and his life work to create a company that he could leave as a legacy for that child to continue with and grow after his death , only for that child to plunder the resources and betray the employees that served their life blood to build the company for his own selfish gain , this is really what has destroyed the soul of our Gentle Father.
Bearing witness to the rampant poverty , crime and corruption that has become the policy of government essentially since he stepped down as president.
Watching presidents and ministers sidestep responsibility of mass financial waste and pilfering of our country’s resources so that they could live the life of Riley and fuck the poor!
Fuck the poor! Those same people that lived the struggle , bled and died for their freedom now are the human shit that clings to the designer shoes of the ruling elite.
That , for a man like Madiba was the cancer that slowly and surely took his light from this world.
Now , in the hour of his death , we – the people that he believed in , fought and died for MUST stand and up and in one voice declare to this government – ” Your time is up. We will no longer accept your lies , your corruption and your dishonour of our country. We will not desecrate the memory of our father by bending to your domination. WE WILL NOT.”
And , if you don’t believe that Nelson Mandela is standing with you – just ask yourself this:
“Would Madiba have bought an E TAG?”
And that’s the Joburg Truth.