Archive for July, 2009

The boys in blue

Today, I once again had to go to one of South Africa’s most prize possessions, one of our shining examples of prosperity and justice and a downright fabulous example of the uselessness of certain arms of this country. I went to the police station.

I find it so sad that going to the police station, I was made to feel somewhat embarrassed because my reason for being there was not something akin to rape or murder. It seems lessor issues are precisly unimportant to the SAPS but even worse, the fact that I am white means that I now somehow deserve it or can, at least, afford to deal with it. It’s pathetic.

Those people are supposed to be our knights in shining armour, our saviours in darkness but instead, they are the epitamy of what is wrong with this country. In their eyes, they are above the law and as such, have almost no motivation to implement it. They would rather laugh at you then assist you.

I have lost all faith in our police service over the last few years due to the unfortunate interactions that I or my family has had to have with them. For me it has reached the point where should I need to call someone in the most dire of situations, they will be last on the list.

I am not really me

I have been monitoring things like Twitter and all these other social networking thingies for a while…I even have my own Twitter account and Facebook account and and and….And you know what I think? I think that you and I almost don’t matter any more. I think that we are all living a vicarious lifestyle through the lives of others approval and that our self-worth is completetly attached to the number of Facebook or Twitter friends we have.

Its quite sad actually how our real world life is being replaced by our Second Life or one of our 150 profiles on all these sites. I am no longer Doron Dusheiko, I am in in fact, www.facebook.com/DoronDusheiko and that URL apparently has more meaning than who and what I really am.

I recently have written a few articles for a some blog sites and have decided to stop writing for anything but my own blog mostly because of the realisation that 99% of everything I read is all bullshit! It’s all about inflating weak ego’s, associating one’s pathetic self-lack-of-image with something that is supposed to be important. In truth, no-one cares about what they write, they say and increasingly, what they do. This worries me and I do not want any part of it. Blogging has become entirely about numbers, promotion, dollars and has completely lost its original purpose of expression. I will not put AdWords or AdSense on my site as it is fucking ridiculous! Who cares if no-one in the entire Internet reads this. Who cares if my SEO descriptions and whatever are not appropriate! Fuck it! It’s all bullshit!!!

Becoming hooked on who is looking at your Twitter account is only going to ensure that you miss out much you could discover in the real world. I dunno, maybe I am a realist, a naturalist or just the usual cliche of wanting to return to the “good old days”. Well, fuck you I am! The good old days meant that people actually communicated, corporations actually did some work and each of us valued our first life more than our virtual life.

To paraphrase something from the movie, Good Will Hunting…”You can read, study and understand everything about the Sistine Chapel, but until you go there, you will never know what it smells like”