Saturday, May 27, 2017

Chilling – Violent South Africa is part of the plan. Beware the karma. Marxists will be killing Marxists and that too is part of the plan.

Our country is in the third part of a takeover by Lenin/Marxism and few people realize the truth or know how to come to sensible conclusions regarding the disintegration of our country.

I have just watched a chilling interview with ex-KGB defector, Yuri Bezmenov who was born in Moscow in 1939. He worked for a press agency, which was a front for the KGB and defected in 1970. Few people realize that the work of the KGB was (now the SFB) was only 15% intelligence and espionage. The real work of the KGB is propaganda so that they can put their own people in charge of different countries.

Propaganda is ideological subversion or psychological warfare so that only those who are open to seeing and hearing will know the truth. And in South Africa, there are very few of these kinds of people. This subtle manipulation is to change the perception of reality so that despite an abundance of information, no one is able to come to any sensible conclusions to defend self, family, community and country.

This is done in four steps.

The first step is to demoralise a nation and pump Marx/Leninism to at least 3 generations of students. It usually takes between 15 and 30 years to get to the point where people who are challenged on the truth refuse to believe it even if it is shoved into their faces or they are shown the facts. This is so clearly what has happened to our people during these 22 years of so-called freedom. Our younger generations refuse to see anything other than what they have been brainwashed to believe.

The second step is disinformation. This takes 2 – 5 years where ideas of Marxism/Leninism are pushed in the media and all other social institutions regarding economy, defence systems and foreign relations.

The third step can bring a country to crisis and violent change. This is where we are now. It can take as little as six weeks for the untethered violence to erupt where nothing makes sense anymore.

The final stage is called normalisation. This is cynical normalisation. The county’s economy has been destabilised, free markets have been eliminated and a new government will be put in place with a dictator who will do what Marxism/Leninism wants and who will promise the people of the country a lot of things that they never get.

Leftists and human rights are instrumental in the process of subversion. When they have been used, they will be put up against a wall and shot. They will no longer be useful. But they in turn, turn out to be the most bitter of enemies – a Marxist who thinks he is better than the other Marxist and the KGB/SFB will help Marxists to kill Marxists.

And that is why I dislike FW de Klerk intensely for selling us out to the SACP who covered their heads with the ANC flag so no one would notice. How stupid was FW de Klerk that he was hoodwinked and now we all suffer for it – white and black alike? The state sponsored hate and racism is part of the requirements to bring about violent change.

AND WE DON’T SEE IT !!! Like sheep to the slaughter … like the Jews to the gas chambers … we will walk unknowingly into our genocide that no one understands or can make sense out of.

Monday, May 22, 2017

Knowing the Truth, Seeing the Truth but still Believing the Lies

White consciousness should have the following aims:

· To crystallise the needs and aspirations of the whites and to make known their grievances.

· Where possible to put into effect programs designed to meet the needs of whites and to act on a collective basis in an effort to solve some of the problems which beset them.

· To heighten the degree of contact not only amongst the white but also amongst these and the rest of the South African population to make the whites accepted on their own terms as an integral part of the South African community.

· To establish a solid identity amongst whites and to ensure that they are always treated with the dignity and respect they deserve.

· To boost up the morale of the whites to heighten their own confidence in themselves and to contribute largely to the direction of thought taken by various institutions on social, political and other current topics.

While these aims might appear to be couched in radicalistic language, they are in fact a sign that the white community has at last lost faith with their black counterparts and is now withdrawing from the open society. The whites are tired of standing at the touchlines to witness a game that they should be playing. They want to do things for themselves and all by themselves.

A time has come when whites have to formulate their own thinking, unpolluted by ideas emanating from a group with lots at stake in the status quo. It is difficult not to look at black society as a group of people bent on perpetuating that status quo. All suffer from the same fault basically of accepting as a fact that there shall be black leadership and even worse, that they shall occupy themselves predominantly with problems affecting black society first. We need to adopt the principle that whites should work themselves into a powerful group so as to go forth and stake their rightful claim in the open society rather than to exercise that power in some obscure part of the Kalahari.

It is a painful waste of time to engage in any dialogue with racially-bigoted organisations. Hence, this belies the belief that our withdrawal is an end in itself.

(Written by Steve Biko in 1970. I only inserted the word “white’ where he had written ‘black’. But so apt for where we find ourselves today – a group with no identity)

Sunday, May 21, 2017

Heinrich van Rooyen - framed by the cops

I am sick and tired of people telling me that prisoners deserve to be treated as sub-human. They are so judgmental – so many say that prisoners deserve to be there, that they are criminals and they did the crime so they must do the time. They say that they don’t deserve anything better than what they are getting, even if it is a gross human rights violation. The horrifying thing is that the people with the most to say about this line of thinking are Christians. Do they not realize that these prisoners are people too? I have also come to a realization. Putting a prisoner in prison is not only punishment for the alleged criminal, but a punishment for a whole family. Everyone in the family is punished – not being able to see their loved ones is a terrible punishment for the family. And it is so easy to end up in prison – how many people have done something wrong and got away with it … but even worse for me is the number of prisoners in prison for crimes they did not commit. Those who see prisoners as sub-human – how would they feel if it was their father, their son, their brother? How would they feel?

I am particularly concerned about Heinrich van Rooyen because he has been framed by the police and convicted of two murders of which he is innocent. William Blackstone: “It is better that ten guilty persons escape than that one innocent suffer.” I am in agreement with that.

Here is a chilling thought: In a country like South Africa where justice depends on how much money you have, what is the percentage of innocent people in prison? Researches in the USA write that there is an error rate of 4 percent in death row prisoners. Still, with an error rate of 4 percent, the researchers write, “it is all but certain that several of the 1,320 defendants executed since 1977 were innocent.” This research only concerns those who are on death row. What percentage of the general population of prisoners are innocent in South Africa? From discussions I have had with numerous people involved in the criminal justice system, I have been told that it is definitely not below 14%.

I would love to get an Innocence Project off the ground and raise funds for investigators, good lawyers and better advocates to take on cases where the prisoner is innocent of his crime. But I can’t do that alone. Want to help me?

How prisoners manage to maintain their dignity,humility and gentleness in the midst of such disgusting treatment from the wardens is astounding.

Today, Sunday 21 May 2017, I went to St Albans prison to visit Heinrich van Rooyen. I have been a number of times and each time there is a different problem in getting to see him. Either he is not called until the last minute, or we are sent from pillar to post but today I decided to tell it how it is. The majority of wardens (everyone in prison calls them members, irrespective of how many pips they have on their lapels, which makes me laugh because another word for a penis is a member) are disgustingly uncooperative, speak to everyone, visitors included, with total disrespect, stand or sit together eating chips, smacking their lips together, sucking their fingers, chewing with their mouths open, playing on their mobile phones and shouting conversations to one another as though they are all deaf. If you ask them for assistance you are told “Go sit and wait”. Today, once we were in the area where visitors see prisoners, we were sent to sign in again with our ID books. The wheelchair could not fit into the doorway.

So Patrick took our ID books and waited in line. There were no wardens in sight … it was being run by the prisoners themselves. He was told to go and wait with his wife (me). While we were waiting, a warden sauntered up to us and told us to go and register with our ID’s. We told them that we had been told to wait where we were. She insisted that we go and register with our ID’s again. By this time, Patrick was fuming. He went back with the ID’s and was told to go back to his wife. Another three female wardens with bright red lipstick and huge arses came and told us to go and register with our ID’s. When Patrick told them we were going backwards and forwards they sat in a corner, ignored us and opened their crisp packets and started eating, having a long and loud conversation about us, thinking I would not understand. One of the prisoners who happened to walk past me while Patrick was on his fourth trip to have our ID’s checked asked me who I was coming to visit. I told him and he said he would call Heini for me. Then I saw something that sent chills down my body – a group of prisoners shackled to one another carrying their belongings and being herded like animals past the visitor’s area.

The prisoners do the work. The wardens walk around, eating, talking and playing on their cell phones or sitting doing sweet fuck all; and if they are female, they are constantly putting bright red lipstick on their lips. They look stupid and they make themselves look more stupid than they are.

At our last visit, Patrick lost it and told them that “I am not one of your fucking prisoners. Get me the man in charge right now”. It happened to be a woman, but even then, she did not call Heini. Every time we have been to visit, a prisoner has been the one to call him for us.

I can honestly say that the prisoners make the prison work, at least in Medium B. The wardens walk around, feeding their faces and occasionally throwing their weight around in one direction or another just to make things difficult. I have yet, after all my visits, seen a warden do any work, other than the Head of Medium B on my second visit to St Albans.

The prison is dirty, and in dire need of some paint. The visitor’s area is a large room with a cement floor and a fibreglass roof. There are rows of steel benches on which the prisoners sit on one and the visitor sits on the opposite bench ... with up to three prisoners and their visitors on one bench. The benches last saw a coat of paint in the 90’s.

What burns my arse is this: It can take up to two hours to get to see your prisoner – and the visit is one hour in Medium B. The rules change every week, dependent on who is on duty. But the eating, shouting, sitting and doing fuck all except smacking lips and playing on phones by the wardens never changes. If the prisoners did not do the work, then no one would have a visitor. These fat, lazy and paid prison wardens walk around like they are royalty, throwing a spanner in the works at every turn. That is the only time they stop eating and shouting and playing on their phones … is to literally chase a visitor from one place to another. Put a uniform on an arsehole and you have King Kong. The Scottish say “Give a beggar a white horse and he will ride himself to hell”. Same thing. No one wants to complain for fear of the prisoner being victimized. But enough is enough – and I am talking now.

This time, Heini’s uniform was just damp. Last time it was wet – because he only has one uniform that fits him. Prisoners are given uniforms that would fit the Michelin man, so they take them apart and sew them by hand to fit them properly.

I asked Heini’s family to please email me photographs of his family. Patient Patrick took them on a flash drive and had them printed out. I wanted Heini to have something to put up on his cell wall that could remind him of his family. I wish I had had a camera to capture the look on Heini’s face when I gave him the set of photographs. His face lit up – with so much pride when he saw his boys and the longing he saw his parents. Never have I seen such a bright, happy and astonished face – for something so small.

I love being in Heini’s company – he is an amazing human being; so gentle, humble and polite. And he is funny – he makes me laugh. I have met other prisoners during my visits and I would be unafraid to spend time alone with any of them. How they have managed to maintain their dignity and humility and gentleness in the midst of such disgusting behaviour from the wardens is astounding. Heini has counted the weeks since my last visit – 7 weeks. I have been too ill. My first visit to him was his first visit in 7 months. How sad is that?