Showing posts with label apartheid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label apartheid. Show all posts

Saturday, October 15, 2016

Don’t blame it on the whites – blame it on apartheid. Those “pale intruders” also lost their human rights.

Transkei
 Under the Bantu Authorities Act of 1951, the Transkei became, in 1959, the first region to be established as a Territorial Authority; and in 1963 it became the first Bantustan to be granted 'self-government'.  I was 7 years old. Kaiser Matanzima supported the apartheid concept of separate development.  He was Chief of the AmaHala clan and should have been subject to the rule of the Paramount Chief of the Tembu, Sabata Dalindyebo.  The Paramount Chief opposed separate development. Matanzima entered the Transkei Territorial Authority (known as the Bunga) in 1955.  To bypass the authority of Dalindyebo, the apartheid government appointed him Regional Chief of Emigrant Tembuland in 1958, and in 1966 consolidated the position by making him Paramount Chief of the Emigrant Tembu, thus making him Dalindyebo's equal.  The people were not happy and the PAC started agitating to eliminate the apartheid regime within the Transkei. 
My first memories are those of waking up in the middle of the night to look for my mother, only to find her sitting quietly at the front window, with a rifle in her hands.  “Sssssh”, she said to me.  “Go back to bed”.  Little did I realize at the age of 4, that life and death was outside our windows and doors.  Petrol bombs were the weapon of choice and therefore we had burglar proofing made of thick but small holed wire on the outside of our windows so that any petrol bombs thrown would bounce off the windows.  Our doors were covered in sheet metal for the same reason.  The Pan African Congress’s armed wing, Poqo were on the warpath, killing anything that supported the apartheid regime which meant, whites and Matanzima’s advisors.  They succeeded in killing one of Matanzima's advisors in October 1962. They also killed Tembu Chief Gwebindala Mabuza in October and Chief Mageza Dalasile in December.  Numerous whites were also killed  and the small towns where whites lived where protected by men of the Commando’s patrolling the outskirts of the towns.  My father was never home at night – he would be on patrol.  It was a frightening time to live through.
Matanzima ran a brutal regime, and using the infamous Proclamation R400, neutralized all opposition through bannings and detentions. The Transkei became independent in April 1976.  White people woke up one day in April to find that they were now foreigners in the land of their birth and the birth of countless generations.  We had to get permits to remain, permits to work and we had to have passports so that we could travel.  Not everyone was lucky enough to obtain these permits – many were just collected by the army and police and driven to the border and dropped off their just in the clothing they wore.  Businesses and homes were ex-appropriated and people were paid out a minimal sum for what they owned.  These businesses were then handed over to a black individual, leaving the white with no option but to trek out of the Transkei to survive.  I have not heard one pale native scream “give us back our land”. 
Matanzima maintained power with the help of Pretoria and legislation modelled on the Apartheid system.  Suddenly we found that we were no longer ‘one’ but we whites were the ‘other’.  Travelling anywhere through a Transkeian border post became a nightmare.  We were treated with contempt and disrespect, and if there was a seat in your car that was open, one or other of the border guards would get in and demand a lift to wherever you were going.  That came to a halt when we started putting empty boxes onto seats that were not being used.  There is nothing more frightening than road blocks and border posts where police and border police brandished AK47’s while rolling drunk.  One wrong move, one wrong word could have ignited a shootout.

Corruption in the homeland drastically depleted its funds and in 1980 the South African state assumed control over the homeland's budget.  Between 1978 and 1980 South African grants amounted to approximately R573-million. Also in 1980 most of the members of the opposition DPP were arrested, and some were banned. Dalindyebo fled and went into exile in Zambia, where he forged links with the ANC. He died in 1986.  General Bantu Holomisa mounted a bloodless coup in January 1988. Holomisa ruled as chairperson of the Military Council.  He unbanned the UDF and other anti-apartheid organisations and in 1994, the Transkei became part of South Africa again.   For many of us pale natives, South Africa is not our home.  Our home is the Transkei but there is nothing left of what we had other than overgrown cemeteries in small towns and trading stores. And everything that does not work, or needs attention – it is always the white person’s fault.  The unruly people of our land cannot understand the simplicity of the situation.  You can’t blame things on the whites – if you going to put any blame anywhere, put it on the system that was in place more than 20 years ago.  And we pale natives will put the blame for today’s disastrous government right where it should be – on the SACP/ANC alliance. 

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

EUGENE DE KOCK - PART 6pp

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I never received the letter below – I only received a copy of it closer to the time that Eugene was released.  It was on this letter that I was being advised by Ben and Marx (and always Miempie in the background not wanting to be involved but being involved anyway.  That is why I could say to Ben and Marx, “Fuck that – I will do what I want and if Eugene phones me then I will shut up and until then I will not be stopped”.   Miempie visited EdK from the beginning of his imprisonment .  She was the one person that EdK could have trusted and not TM because he only started visiting EdK three years before his release.  I worked on this case for 7 years.   This is also why I have little time for PP.  She came in right at the end and for her own selfish needs.  I felt throughout his incarceration that the enemy (those working not in his interest – in this case TM) was manipulating the visits and no one was doing things (other than the women I spoke of previously) solely on compassionate grounds.  Everyone who was visiting was there for some bizarre and obscure reason, but NOT for the benefit of this lone prisoner.   And it made me de moer in.  On the many occasions that Ben and I spoke to one another, Ben would always tell me that Eugene was not stupid and that he was in control over TM, PP & Co.    But I knew what an institutionalized brain does to a person – I knew what isolation does to a prisoner.   And that is why I was getting so frustrated with these people who appeared to be doing good and all the ‘thank you’ that landed on our page lauding their service to Eugene. 
To this day I believe that those who have surrounded him (other than the four guards who monitored him 24/7) are not genuine.  The period between May of 2015 and January of 2016 was an exciting and nail-biting time for Ben and me (by this stage I was only tolerating James Marx – he was there only because Ben put him there.  I would never have chosen such a person.  I am a good judge of character and it was proved at the end that James Marx was not the kind of person we needed on board)  It was James who would delete my posts because I was being too truthful.  Well, fuck him now.
Here is the letter the others got that I only saw around December 2015.    
Julian Knight and Associates
Date: 11 MAY 2015
Dear Sirs
FACEBOOK GROUP : FREE EUGENE DE KOCK
1.      The writer hereof acts on the instruction of Eugene Alexander De Kock.
2.      We confirm that you are the administrators of the Facebook Group “Free Eugene De Kock” and this letter is addressed to you in that capacity. (Wonder who he thought I was? So unimportant to them that he could not even address a letter to me)
3.      Namely the
4.      Our client wishes to keep the conditions of his parole confidential but also wishes to thank all of the members of the Facebook group for their assistance and support in the past.
5.      Our client has further instructed ourselves that it has come to his knowledge that the Facebook Group is being used for the purposes of collecting “legal fees “for his release, subsequent to the date of his release namely the 30th January.   (It was Knight was squealing for money via his phone calls to me – telling me that his account was outstanding of R20 000.  However, the advocate had done all the work pro-bono.  Further to this, it was an agreement that Knight do the work for nothing based on the fame he would achieve by taking on a prominent case of a legendary man).
6.      Dianne Lang advised the writer hereof that deposits had been made up to the late of the last Application some two weeks ago.  If this is the case all Fundraising must now stop. (Funny how you know this and it is in May 2015 but release date in January 2016.  When he spoke to me he asked me how much money we had.  I did not know as Miempie controlled the monies coming in and only paid out on instruction from Eugene.  Further to this, Miempie always let one of us know so that we could put a thank you onto the page for the donor.  JK was looking for money to pay the legal fees of the Advocate because the advocate had not been paid a cent yet.  He was very adamant and demanding on the numerous times he called me asking for money – more on the money issue later)
7.      Further to the above, to (sic) our client is concerned regarding comments made by members of the site, that the site is currently being used to advance certain political objectives and/or to reflect Government in a negative way.  (What bullshit)
8.      Whilst our client recognises the rights of citizens to express their views, he is uncomfortable with these views being expressed in his name or that he be associated therewith.
9.      You will no doubt be mindful of the political sensitivity that our client enjoys given his background and the offences for which he was convicted and his conditions of parole.
10.  In the light of this, it would seem that the purpose of the Facebook Group, to free our client has now been achieved and it is our client’s view that there is no further need for it to continue.
11.  We would be pleased if you would kindly advise ourselves what the attitude of the Administrators are with regard to the closure of this Facebook Group is,
Failing which our client will be compelled to take this matter up with Facebook.
12.  We would be pleased if you would kindly acknowledge receipt of this letter.
Yours faithfully

JULIAN KNIGHT

Saturday, September 24, 2016

Eugene de Kock - Part 4

Candice Mama & Eugene de Kock 
The phone calls that I was getting from JK were increasing and every time it had to do with money.  Eventually, playing like I was the dumb arse he thought I was, I asked him to email me his account so that I could discuss it with Ben and then we could see what we could do about it.
While waiting for the “account”, lots of other things were going down.  Two women were of great help in getting Eugene care for his eyes, and the other getting him the things he needed.  These women were Nandi and Hannelie.   The prison conditions were ghastly.  He was cold in winter and could only wear white track tops without any markings on them.  The women went to town hunting down white track tops that were in line with the prison rules.   These people who worked behind the scenes are really the unsung heroes.  Not a single shop in the whole of the country had the required tops so a tailor offered to make the two tops and one of the ladies donated the material.  Then the problem was to get the tops to him.  The tops lay in the warden’s office for six months while Eugene had to write for permission to obtain these items. 
Getting Eugene to his eye examinations also presented a problem.  He had to pay for his own guards, the transport and the examination and treatment.  All would be organised from our side and then the guards that we had paid for did not turn up.  The frustrations were getting beyond a joke and I was starting to lose my cool – again behind what I was putting out there.
Eugene’s visitors were also restricted to a certain number per month and per year and those visits had to include the legal visits.  TM was always going and of course, he took PP with him to one of the visits.  EdK’s visits were all booked up for the year but little pussy had to get herself in there and next to him.  This was after I had already explained that visits should be restricted for those who could actually help him instead of just visiting out of curiosity.   While Nandi and Hannelie were working their arses off for Eugene without anyone knowing, this PP was brushing up her ego by getting close to him via another ego conduit, TM.     
EdK was institutionalised and vulnerable and she took advantage of that.  I can’t like her.  After reading her book (in Afrikaans nogal) sent to me by Hannelie, I liked her even less.  
On another level completely, amazing things were happening between the men and women from the various armed forces.  People who were previously enemies  were not only talking to one another, but were also standing up to be counted, with respect and acknowledgement of the roles each played during the Rooi Gewaar years, and as one harmonious voice to ask for pardon for EdK.  Individual and petty problems were set aside and under the universal umbrella of compassion, stood as one in our appeal for a pardon for Eugene.     Truly miraculous things were happening all the time and I was granted a ring side view of the lives of many via inbox.  Those secrets I will take to my grave.  And those who told can be assured of nothing but my utmost respect.   I know when to shut my mouth, believe it or not.

My journey with Eugene started in a hospital bed in England with a book (A human being died that night) and ended 7 years later in a hospital bed in South Africa.  It was one hell of a ride.  I am not going to regurgitate kak that you can read on google – I am going to continue to tell this story as it happened to me and in connection with me.   And only I know what I know and what I don’t know.  What Ben Kruger knows and does not know is the same – we still dance at the same level as we did during what I call “the eye of the storm”- those last 8 months. 

Sunday, January 25, 2015

Open letter to President Zuma to pardon Eugene de Kock

Sunday, 25 January 2015
For Attention:  President Jacob Zuma
The Presidency
Pretoria
Email:  presidentRSA@po.gov.za

Your Excellency

REQUEST FOR PRESIDENTIAL PAROLE FOR EUGENE DE KOCK

We beg for a Presidential Pardon for Eugene de Kock, solely on humanitarian grounds. We are not excusing his actions, nor do we use it as motivation for a pardon. De Kock pleaded guilty on all the charges against him. He showed remorse and begged the affected families for their forgiveness, which he received from all but one. He accepted his punishment like a man of integrity and is not a danger to anyone in society.  We believe that a pardon will not only allow de Kock to live  his old age as a free man, but will also be able to contribute positively to the healing process of all South Africans which is absolutely necessary  for the prosperity of all who call SA home.  We further believe that such a pardon from the President will cement his prestige as world statesman.    This would be an act of humanity, from the heart of a great man and warrior.
While due process is taking place regarding Eugene de Kock’s parole, you are the only person who can set him truly free with a Presidential Pardon.   As Mandela himself said, there is no such thing as half-free.  You are either free or you are not.  Parole with conditions is half-free.
For the love of justice, compassion, forgiveness and for reconciliation of our land, I beg you to consider a Presidential Pardon for him.
Yours truly,

Dianne Lang