A South African dude, an artist and free thinker. What's new? I'm stable but fucked at the same time, I'm impulsive. I'll try any thing once, twice if I like it... and when I get excited, should I scream or have an orgasmn? This blog is my pure rant, getting the shit off my chest. It's really masturbation for my mind, take it or leave it!
Just like I said, what the fawk happened to you ol' buddy?
Well, it may seem as though I droppped of the face of this earth... well, not quite but nearly though...
Sometimes son, you hafta leave all your nose candies alone - even stop playing with the Devil's dundruff! Yup, yup.. Sometime mofo, you have to beat a lesson into me, royal and hard! Like a porn star that loves ANAL... perhaps I'm just a stoopid fucker hur hur hur hur!
Anyhooo, around the 18th of October I go my ass put straight onto to sidewalk... well, I had it coming and basically for the last two months i have been goofing off, mucking around and trying to figure out what to do with this thing I call life... but now, I think I have it all figured out - well I'm much better now than I was back then, also I am now kinda of behaving myself a whole heap better!
I've decided to post the SABC Blacklisting Report onto my blog as I'm sure sooner or later that the SABC will manage to get Mail & Guardian to pull their copy of the report from their site, thus fuck em - I got the report and east me if you can find me coz it ain't coming down, BIATCH!
This transcript is a typed copy from the original document of the SABC COMMISSION OF ENQUIRY INTO BLACKLISTING AND RELATED MATTERS. Published on the Mail & Guardian Online @ www.mg.co.za on
SOUTH AFRICAN BROADCASTING CORPORATION COMMISSION OF ENQUIRY INTO BLACKLISTING AND RELATED MATTERS REPORT
1. INTRODUCTION: THE ISSUES
1.1. The Chief Executive Officer of the South African Broadcasting Corporation Limited, Mr. Dali Mpofu appointed a commission of enquiry on 29 June 2006 with the following terms of reference:
“The first issue
1.1. The existence or non-existence in the News and Current Affairs Division of the SABC of guidelines or stipulations in respect of the utilisation of independent political analysts/ commentators/ experts. If such guidelines exist, whether they are already operational in practice or at a policy-formulation stage.
1.2. The content of those guidelines or stipulations and whether they amount to undue ‘blacklisting’ or ‘banning’ of such analysts. (In this context the word ‘undue’ shall include any arbitrary reason and/or improper or ulterior motive.
1.3. The making of any remarks or assertions by any employee of the SABC in respect of the official SABC statement issued on 20 June 2006 (and discussed on SAFM on 21 June 2006). More particularly whether such remarks or assertions were in conformity with the factual situation, as at that date, within the news and current affairs environment. If not, the nature
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and extent of any deviation and the probably causes thereof.
The second issue
1.4. The source(s) of the perceived or real low morale and employee dissatisfaction within the News and Current Affairs Division, if any, and the causes thereof.
The third issue
1.5. Whether the SABC’s current policies and practices in respect of the utilisation of independent political analysts/commentators/experts is in conformity with local and international best practice.”
1.2. These issues were investigated over eight days of evidence during which 39 witnesses were heard.
Here's an interesting story. Let's call this fellas half bright tits. As for them being gifted with brains or intelligence, I think they were perhaps dealt a crap hand! Anyhoo, for the story;
Five Ivory Park would-be hijackers got more than they bargained for when they allegedly tried to rob a man of his car, North Rand police said on Tuesday.
Superintendent Eugene Opperman said one of the five robbers had a pistol and instructed the driver to get out of his car on Sunday evening.
The 35-year-old man took his car keys, got out of his car and was able to push two of the four men away.
The one credit card company that truly sucks. I can't even say they suck cock, if they did at least someone would be receiving pleasure. I have reported my card stolen over two months now and according to South African legislation one has to do this FICA thing (FICA - proving your residentual address). I have done this like a thousand times already and every time I ask for the status of this fucking card I am told that I need to do my FICA thing.
For the love of God, Allah, Jesus, Mohammed, Lucifer no one seems to know what the fuck is going on in that company.
If you would truly love to feel the way Africa does business, try getting a DiscoveryCard. Boy oh boy. You'll sure love em too bits!
So, to you my beloved DiscoveryCard, I say FUCK YOU
Mr. Trippy Grape is not happy today. He's all too popular with the HR movement within he's orginization, thank God drum 'n bass soothes the harshest of atmospheres.
Perhaps today is a wake up call to ... er... wake up?
I breathe, I live, I masturbate and I live to breathe, that's all I seem to do lately. It's been eating my soul, I've been trying damn hard not to bother, but alas, my soul is tearing away at this harsh bitch.
Fucking drugs, they're get you sooner or later. Time's up little man. You little man, bigot!
Even masturbation is boring, my cock won't respond to my caressing hands. Have they become hard and cruel like a mechanic?
This is good, this is probably NOT customer satisfaction, but it's good!
Subject: FUCK YOU
You fucking cocksuckers. Running cards again to fucking beat my monster fucking hand WITH CALLS WITH FUCKING NOTHING YOU FUCKING IDIOTS. YOU FUCKING FUCKHEADS. FUCK YOU. THIS FUCKING BULLSHIT DOES NOT FUCKING HAPPEN EVERY FUCKING TIME I PLAY A FUCKING HAND YOU FUCKING ASSHOLES. STICK YOUR RIGGED, SAME FUCKING FLOPS ALL THE FUCKING TIME RIGGED SOFTWARE UP YOUR FUCKING ASSES. ALL FUCKING DAY LONG IVE BEEN GETTING FUCKED UP THE ASS BY YOUR FUCKING RANDOM FUCKING CARDS, AND I DONT FUCKING BET UNLESS I HAVE THE FUCKING GOODS. FUCKING SHITBAGS, IF THESE FUCKING RUNNING CARDS ACTUALLY FUCKING HAPPENED ON A REAL FUCKING TABLE, THERE WOULD BE FUCKING SERIOUS BEATINGS BEING HANDED OUT TO THE FUCKERS WHO CALLED MY FUCKING BETS WITH FUCK ALL. FUCKING BULLSHIT FUCKING BULLSHIT. HERES THE FUCKING HAND NUMBER LIKE YOU GIVE A FLYING FUCK.
Sydney, Australia - New Zealand is not for sale, despite somebody in neighbouring Australia trying to offload the nation of four million to the highest online bidder.
With a starting offer of just one cent, brisk bidding for the prime chunk of South Pacific real estate quickly boosted the price to AUS$3 000 Australian dollars (about R14 000) before eBay pulled the plug on the auction this week.
"Clearly New Zealand is not for sale," eBay Australia spokesperson Daniel Feiler told the New Zealand Press Association, adding that 22 bids had been made before the company acted.
"It is mostly household items we have for sale, but there are the occasional quirky items put up," he added. "We have a look at them and if they are OK we leave them, but if it is something that can't be sold, we take them off."
The trader has not been named, but apparently was unimpressed with the country he was trying to sell.
The rivalry between the two countries is intense and in his advertisement the man said New Zealand had "very ordinary weather". - Sapa-AP
Good morning, Ladies and Gentlemen! This is your
Captain Mazwita welcoming both seated and standing passengers on
board of Air Zimbabwe.
Please ignore the big red 'L' signs outside the plane. We apologise
for the four-day delay in taking off, it was due to bad weather and
some overtime I had to put in at the bakery. This is flight 126 to
Harare. Landing there is not guaranteed, but we will end up somewhere
in Zimbabwe.If luck is in our favour, we may even be landing on your
village!
Singapore - An 18-year-old Singaporean student committed suicide last month because he was convinced his penis was too small, a report said on Wednesday.
State Coroner Tan Boon Heng said the case highlighted the importance of sex education in schools and recommended the details be forwarded to the education ministry, the Straits Times reported.
Three Texas surgeons were playing golf and discussing operations they had performed.
One of them said, "I'm the best surgeon in Texas. A concert pianist lost seven fingers in an accident.
"I reattached them, and eight months later he performed a private concert for the Queen of England."
Another said, "That's nothing. A young man lost both legs in an accident.
"I reattached them, and two years later he won gold running in the Olympics."
The third surgeon said, "You guys are amateurs.
"Several years ago, a guy who was high on cocaine and alcohol rode a horse head-on into an express train and all I had left to work with was the horse's ass and a cowboy hat.
"Now he's president of the United States."
If this blog was a blong woman, shit she's be scrawny, have dirty greasy hair and untastefully anorexic. For God's sake, look at this blog; it's starving for content, good journal enbtries and just stuff to fill it with. Sometimes I just don't have the time. But today is a whole different ball game. Let's blame the crack anorexis whore looking blnd partly on work (as finding the time there is mere impossible and might find my ass getting fired and burnt with a branding itron). The other part, well let's blame Telkom (Telkom is a telecommunications monopoly in South Africa. Telkom is a semi-privatised, 67% state-owned company, listed dually on the NYSE (Symbol: TKG) and Johannesburg Stock Exchange)
First of all, I had Telkom install ADSL at my home about a month and half ago and finally when I got my bill, it was way over - kinda had a fight with them and refused to pay and money untill it was rectified - till date I haven't paid a sent.
A man escapes from a prison where he's been locked up for 15 years. He breaks into a house to look for money and guns. Inside, he finds a young couple in bed. He orders the guy out of bed and ties him to a chair. While tying the homeowner's wife to the bed, the convict gets on top of her, kisses her neck, then gets up and goes into the bathroom.
While he's in there, the husband whispers over to his wife:
"Listen, this guy is an escaped convict. Look at his clothes! He's probably spent a lot of time in jail and hasn't seen a woman in years.
I saw how he kissed your neck. If he wants sex, don't resist, don't complain do whatever he tells you. Satisfy him no matter how much he nauseates you. This guy is obviously very dangerous. If he gets angry, he'll kill us both. Be strong, honey. I love you!"
His wife responds: "He wasn't kissing my neck. He was whispering in my ear. He told me that he's gay, thinks you're cute,and asked if we had any Vaseline. I told him it was in the bathroom. Be strong honey. I love you.
It was the first day of school and a new student named Chandrashekhar Subrahmanyam entered the fourth grade.
The teacher said, "Let's begin by reviewing some American History. Who said "Give me Liberty, or give me Death?". She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Chandrashekhar, who had his hand up: "Patrick Henry, 1775" he said.
"Very good!" Who said "Government of the People, by the People, for the People, shall not perish from the Earth?" Again, no response except from Chandrashekhar. "Abraham Lincoln, 1863" said Chandrashekhar.
The teacher snapped at the class, "Class, you should be ashamed. Chandrashekhar, who is new to our country, knows more about its history than you do." She heard a loud whisper: "Fuck the Indians," "Who said that?" she demanded. Chandrashekhar put his hand up. "General Custer, 1862!"
At that point, a student in the back said, "I'm gonna puke." The teacher glares around and asks "All right! Now, who said that?" Again, Chandrashekhar says, "George Bush to the Japanese Prime Minister, 1991."
Now furious, another student yells, "Oh yeah? Suck this!" Chandrashekhar jumps out of his chair waving his hand and shouts to the teacher, "Bill Clinton, to Monica Lewinsky, 1997!"
Now with almost a mob hysteria someone said "You little shit. If you say anything else, I'll kill you." Chandrashekhar frantically yells at the top of his voice, "Gary Condit to Chandra Levy, 2001." The teacher fainted. And as the class gathered around the teacher on the floor, someone said, "Oh shit, we're fucked!"
And Chandrashekhar said quietly, "George Bush, Iraq, 2005."
What does a killer look like? As for the photo, I am bemused!
This photo is the alleged boot (trunk) murderer Daniel van der Walt outside Pretoria magistrate's court, where he was re-arrested for Marlene Mauer's killing.
I'm still trying to figure out why the guy killed a young girl, from one report that I've read, he lured a girl to his ?home? with the promise of employment and beat her against the head with a blunt object. I also heard of a story that this girl was going to expose him for something he had did, so he silenced here. This is South Africa, any story could be true - however, I'm leaning on the reason he killed her is that she was going to expose him.
An anonymous source involved in the investigation earlier told the Beeld Newspaper that police were investigating the possibility that Van der Walt had killed Marlene in his home in The Woods in Meyers Park before taking the body to Hatfield, where it was found on February 11. Marlene had been hit in the face and over the head with a blunt object. A large, white blood-smeared container and green plastic bags were found on the back seat of the car. Marlene eas stuffed in to the boot (trunk) of a car
Mauer's body was found in the boot of her boyfriend's car in Hatfield, Pretoria, on Saturday, a day after she went missing between her home in Centurion and work in Waltloo.
This is that freaky journal entry. Why am I writing about it I don't know, I just never knew shit like this exisited, fuckit it's impossible! This little ladies either had em selves photoshopped or a bit of surgery.
If I'm offending any woman out there, apologies and too bad!
Ok, I'm sorry, but I have to do this... fucking funny shit, laughed my ass off... Anyhoo, it's an interview with a local internet media company and David Hasselhof.
Ain't that just immoral, killing for your god, jusus or your poisonous worship. Ah fuckit people do it all the time - who stopping them anyway. They just need to clap their hands and feel the love.
People in Cape Town are clicky, but for the pure love of bejesus, these mother fuckers in Johannesburg can be a clicky cunt-bunch too. A lesson well learned from Friday night, my beloved fellow co-workers... or should I say colleagues.. scuse me spelling mmkay!
Okay, I admit it, I don't always fit in, especially being a bit creative and living amoung the corporate drones, but don't fuck me over and send me to the wrong party like a geek. If you don't like me just say so..
Lesson to self. Stop hanging out in these lavish yuppie expensive places around work. You just gonna get hurt. Meet real people with soul. Meet real people that can feel the love.