Who We Are As a Nation

We interrupt our usual Blog time for this Important Announcement!

We, the South African people, are NOT our government.

Here's a genuine fact: Not everyone has common sense. You cannot study for it at university and many learned men and women today lack it completely.

The ANC government and their cadres definitely have no common sense. Under the ANC rule we have seen the downfall of infrastructure and major corporations: Eskom, Transnet, SA Postal Services, South African Airways, the defense force, etc. etc. etc.

Unfortunately, the no-common-sense majority of our country vote for the ANC.

We, the common-sense (minority) people of South Africa, do NOT support:

Corruption
Communism
Terrorism or the support thereof
Money laundering
Cadre deployment
BEE
High unemployment rate
The downfall of the economy
High crime rate
Farm murders
Gender-based violence
Rape

We, the common-sense people of South Africa support:

Democracy
Freedom of speech
Equal opportunity for all people
Safety and security
A government that cares for its citizens
Good, clean hospitals
Honest officials
A functioning municipal system
A functioning judicial system

This has nothing to do with race. We are a rainbow nation and call on all the common-sense people of South Africa to speak up.

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