Hierdie artikel was in die Mail& Gaurdian.
Na aanleiding van die Volksfront se klag indiening dat hierdie
artikel rassites is teenoor die Afrikaner kan mens tog net wonder wat die
reaksie sou wees as die rolle hier omgeruil was.
Is dit rassties of is ons maar net bietjie fyn gevoelig?
Arts festival or Boerfest?
The producer of the magazine Hei Voetsek, Zebulon Dread, visited Oudtshoorn
at festival time only to run in horror from what he found on the town
streets.
t was the fifth consecutive year that I had loudly, brazenly and quite
crazily taken it upon myself to go into the heartland of the enemy - the
Klein Karoo Nasionale Kunstefees. To raise the hackles, the roof and the
enemy's ire through ribaldry and satire. To try to make somebody understand
that the course of history has changed.I wanted to make them laugh by using
their own language with such succinct and lyrical nuance that they would
stand awed by this kaffir who spoke Afrikaans better than most of them could
ever dream of.
They stood, awed and amazed, by this obese, flatulent and bombastic Hotnot
who did not mind telling them that from now on they were to call him
baaskaffir or else he would use his spear, carried along for all to see, to
pierce their thick-skinned buffalo hides.
They fled with their children when I, with demonstrative verbosity, used the
Cape lingua franca to the extreme by telling them that they were naaiers
(fuckers), fokken dom konte (fucking stupid cunts), varkvretende
(pig-eating) honkies and a bunch of deluded idiots for thinking that Brother
Jesus even took the time to listen to meat-eating beasts who cared more for
their pit bull terriers than they did for their fellow black humans.
The lyrical nuance of my writer-enabled Afrikaans had some of them drawing
their children close to listen to how one should speak the language, only to
drag them away forcefully when I wilfully swept into the "12th" official
language - that good old Cape lingua franca with all its concomitant swear
words.
Thick-skinned, cellulite-ridden and varicose-veined tannies would routinely
mutter their "Sies! Sies!", only for me to berate them for not saying
"Sies!" when they and their husbands perpetrated the apartheid wars against
the nation. Icy glares from double-thighed, double-chinned and
double-stomached males were met with sheer arrogance and a fearlessness that
scared the carcasses in their overfed bellies as I would scream, for all to
hear, that there they were again, the volk, the fokken volk, eating,
drinking and talking kak (shit) as only they could.I would walk through
their eating areas, like Hap en Tap, where one could buy a cardboard box
filled with steak, sausage, kerriemaalvleis (curried mince), roosterbrood
(toast), offal, beer, beer and more beer - hence Hap (bite) and Tap
(drink) - and vilify them for coming to an "arts" festival and yet sit
around all day and vreet, vreet, suip, suip (eat, eat, drink, drink), while
all the time cajoling them to buy one Hei Voetsek, the ultimate item in
obnoxious humour.
It was always the coup de grâce to witness their intrigue swell to such a
level that they, even against their better knowledge, would fork out the R10
and take with them a Hei Voetsek, not knowing what to expect. The cover of
my magazine has a picture of myself - a giant, superimposed, black,
dreadlocked man - stepping over Table Mountain with a humongous penis being
upheld by military helicopters. A side caption reads: "Hei djy Cape Town,
your European imitation ma se poes, otherwise Holland se fokken moer." I had
them in paroxysms of distress as I paraded it blatantly through the streets.
One tannie bravely took it upon herself to berate me in front of a large
crowd only to be insultingly told the festival wasn't her kitchen and I not
her meid. I've taken up war with Afrikaner Weerstandsbeweging-looking types,
challenging them to a fight upon which I'd threaten to "toor julle swart
[bewitch and turn them black]" or to use my witchcraft and remove their
pencil-thin penises.
Often they'd laugh uproariously and throw back ribaldry, playing along with
my devil's advocacy. Sometimes it was fun. Actually, it used to be great
fun, but halfway through this year's festival I threw in the towel and left,
never to return again.
It was an e.tv journalist who asked me what the motivation was for my coming
every year and while thinking and searching for an answer, I began to ask
myself the same question. What was I doing giving street credibility to a
festival that had, over the years, advanced little beyond the mundane
middle-class mediocrity that personifies the Afrikaner and his viewpoint of
the arts? My black face would find itself plastered in many media giving the
notion, maybe, of some inclusivity, whereas, if truth be told, there is
practically none.
This is a festival that demands that Afrikaans is spoken by everyone from
traders to artists and street urchins performing woeful Christian songs. I
myself engaged fully in this Afrikaans, though in the form of cultural
terror, until I felt the chains of neocolonisation pulling too tight at my
throat. I was playing into their hands, giving their language credibility
beyond what it really deserves.
I questioned Nelson Mandela's coming here! What was he doing overstretching
the hand of reconciliation to those who had, have, no notion of ever
reconciling with their African nationhood? Is reconciliation going to remain
just an old man's sentiment or will these people ever change their
behaviour?
I was in the toilet when some young bucks entered and one asked the other if
he had seen that "fokken kaffir" with his naked body on the cover of that
magazine, when I shouted, "You naai, that fokken kaffir is sitting here,"
upon which they fled. I witnessed the "sies" tannies remonstrating with
coloured people drinking in public ("Julle moenie hier drink nie [you
mustn't drink here]") while all over the town their young bucks were walking
with their beer, wine and spirits getting pissed and very irritating and no
one said a word.
It can be said, with impunity, that these young bucks saw little of the
artistic fare and came primarily for the drinking binge these festivals
allow in the name of art.
I saw the anger of the coloured beggars who this year stole to their hearts'
content after years of simply watching their town being invaded by an
avalanche of Boer arrogance. I saw the coming of the Christian train and
their particular brand of religious oppression - what are they doing at an
arts festival? - and the banal fare put out by the Afrikaanse Taal en
Kultuurvereniging with never a black face on stage.
As for being a national arts festival, please, think again before using that
term so loosely. It is an Afrikaner Boerfest, a tannie and oompie affair at
best.
Breyten Breytenbach summed it up very succinctly when he said that the
festival is "die bont begrafnis van die Afrikaner [the motley graveyard of
the Afrikaner]".
He was one voice with the ability to perform, one who spoke the true colours
of art. And what did he get? People leaving his shows were not capable of
accessing his talent.
Yes, it is a graveyard and one that I shall not visit again, for truly, in
my opinion, these people are going to take ages to grow and I've lost
patience with their vulgarity. Enough is enough.
What about street theatre and its survival amid the monstrosity and banality
of Huisgenoot, radiosondergrense, Sarie and every conceivable marketing
idiot plastering the streets with the vulgar sounds of Dozi to a point where
the damnable noise is everywhere? Is anyone out there thinking?
Arts festival? Sarie? Rooi Rose? Die Burger? Naspers? These are the bastions
of Afrikaner mediocrity raping and pillaging what could have evolved into
some semblance of discovery for the volk. But it is just another piece of
their own brand of banality, making a senile volk even more so.
It was Breytenbach, again, who rallied against the penkwakke (fatuous hacks
or so-called arts journalists) who fed the volk more froth with their
inability to reflect the truth and scope of the arts. What, he wanted to
know, are their qualifications? What indeed?
All hats off to the Marthinus Bassons, the survivors and activists, who
continually give the volk something to think about, who try to embellish
this boerewors parade with something of an intellectual quality beyond the
petty, miscellaneous froth called "dramatic art".
This is not a national arts festival and never was. I for one feel emptied
of my effort and drained by those oxygen thieves who take so much, yet offer
so little back to artists who need the challenge that allows them to
continue their forays into the mind.
The rape will undoubtedly continue, but how many true artists will remain
standing?
Hierdie komende naweek groot dinge by London South Bank.SAT.
Toegang gratis. Volstruisboudjies, Springbokburgers, kerrie van die Kaap te
proe.
( Hoop daar is melktert ook)
Die musiek blyk etnies te wees - so moenie verwag om te veel Afrikaanse
musiek te hoor nie.
Ek is egter seker daar sal baie Afrikaans gepraat word.
--
ann...@ctnet.co.za
Red wine lover.
Wil graag die Regering van ons Paradys, en elders op die Planeet, insluitend
Individue, Organisasies, en Regerings, wat deel neem aan die Afrika Renaissance,
en veral die ANC gelukwens vir die super sukses wat bereik is sover, asook vir
die toekoms. Veral vir die volgende: Deursettingsvermoë en vasberadenheid. Die
menige inisiatiewe geneem deur President Thabo Mbeki, Staatsdepartemente en die
Private Sektor, ten bate van miv+/vigs navorsing in ons Paradys, en elders op
die Planeet. Holistiese benadering vir die rol van die immuun stelsel, aangaande
'n geneesmiddel vir miv+/vigs. Miv+/vigs advertensie veldtog. Verskaffing van
miv+/vigs medisyne. Algemeen beskou as die beste benadering om miv+/vigs te
bestry, soos hierbo vermeld. Effektiewe bosbou en ekotoerisme beleid en beheer
maatreëls. Insluitend die menige bydraes wat gelewer word aan die Afrika en Suid
Afrika Renaissance. En om die Regering van ons Paradys, en elders op die
Planeet, te ondersteun om hulle doelwitte te bereik. Vir die Persone van ons
Paradys, die Afrika Kontinent, en elders op die Planeet. En nog baie meer. By
voorbaat baie dankie. Dit word inniglik waardeer.
Wil ook graag Pad bouers, Bosbouers, Meulenaars en Ekotoerisme Firmas, in ons
Paradys, en elders op die Planeet, asook ondersteunende Organisasies, gelukwens
vir die super sukses wat bereik is sover, asook vir die toekoms. Veral vir die
volgende: Deursettingsvermoë en vasberadenheid. Aanhoudende verskaffing van
produkte en dienste. Aanhoudende navorsing. Werk verskaffing geleenthede.
Dienste en ondersteuning aangaande gemeenskap inisiatiewe. Bosbou aanplantings
inisiatiewe onderweg. Ekonomiese en sosiale bydraes en inisiatiewe, veral om
miv+/vigs te bestry. Insluitend die menige bydraes wat gelewer word aan die
Afrika en Suid Afrika Renaissance. En om die Regering van ons Paradys, en elders
op die Planeet, te ondersteun om hulle doelwitte te bereik. Vir die Persone van
ons Paradys, die Afrika Kontinent, en elders op die Planeet. En nog baie meer.
By voorbaat baie dankie. Dit word inniglik waardeer.
'n Saak wat na aan die hart raak, is om die vrede en voorspoed van die Persone
van ons Paradys, en elders op die Planeet, asemrowend te verhoog.
Behou geloof, hoop en liefde. Onthou die oomblik het aangebreek om eksponensieel
ondersteuning te verkry. Verstaan enige advies hier word gegee in die gees van
Vryheid van Keuse. Enige persoon het die reg om dit te gebruik net soos dit is,
en / of te verander na vrye wil.
Wil graag voorstel om Planetêre ontmoetings te verhoog, met Regerings
organisasies, asook met Pad bouers, Bosbouers, Meulenaars en Ekotoerisme Firmas.
Om meer effektiewe gebruik van woude te verhoog. Veral ekotoerisme inisiatiewe.
As deel van die 2020 en daarna plan om die vrede en voorspoed van die Persone
van ons Paradys, en elders op die Planeet, te verhoog. Ten voordeel van alle
betrokke partye.
Meer effektiewe pad stelsels in woude kan ook verhoog word, waar nodig. Asook
die bou van kabel spoor fasiliteite, akkommodasie en ruskampe, horisontale loop
we� � op die grond asook in die lug, en voël en wild lewe besigtiging
fasiliteite. Om die meer effektiewe publieke bewuswording van woude te verhoog.
Ten voordeel van alle betrokke partye.
Papier meulenaar en and bosbou verwante bedrywe kan ook verhoog word. Veral in
Lande waar groot aantal hulpbronne beskikbaar is. Om ondersteuning te verhoog in
die verwerking van timmerhout na eindprodukte. Ontmoetings kan ook verhoog word
tussen Regerings van Lande. Om beplanning inisiatiewe te verhoog aangaande kort,
medium en lang termyn aanvraag vir produkte benodig. Ten voordeel van alle
betrokke partye.
Navorsing kan ook verhoog word. Veral in die metodes voorgestel deur Rudolf
Seiner (Antroposofiese Gemeenskap) en andere, wat die grootte en aantal woude
kan verhoog. Om die kontinuïteit en verskaffing te verhoog van timmer hout
produkte benodig in die ewig groeiende aanvraag vir timmer produkte, en
ekotoerisme inisiatiewe. Ten doel om voordelige verhoudinge te verhoog. Ten
voordeel van alle betrokke partye.
Wette kan ook verhoog word, waar nodig. Om die bewaring en beskerming van die
natuur, asook inisiatiewe onderweg te verhoog. Ten voordeel van alle betrokke
partye.
Ontmoetings kan ook verhoog word met Finansiële Instansies. Om die
beskikbaarheid van fondse aan projekte te verhoog, soos nodig. Ten voordeel van
alle betrokke partye.
Ontmoetings kan ook verhoog word tussen Regerings organisasies, Firmas en
Finansiële Instansies. Hoogstens aangeraai, om belasting kortings te verhoog aan
Finansiële Instansies en Organisasies betrokke. Om profytvolheid en suksesse te
verhoog in die verband. Ten voordeel van alle betrokke partye.
Bestudeer verbruikers benodighede in ons Paradys, en elders op die Planeet. Om
potensiaal en benodighede vas te stel. Daarna om inisiatiewe in die verband te
verhoog. Ten voordeel van alle betrokke partye.
Suksesse kan ook verhoog word deur die Media aan die Persone van ons Paradys, en
elders op die Planeet. Om ondersteuning te verhoog vir inisiatiewe onderweg in
die ontwikkeling van Renaissancis regoor die Planeet.
Hierdie bydrae kan dien as die geskenk van die Millennium van die ANC, President
Mbeki, asook die Regering van ons Paradys, aan die Regerings en Persone elders
op die Planeet, waar benodig. Om vriendskappe te verhoog tussen on Paradys en
elders op die Planeet.
Dit kan President Thabo Mbeki geweldig ondersteun. Veral wanneer President Mbeki
die Suid Afrika, en veral die Afrika Renaissance 'n kwantum sprong vorentoe
neem, omtrent Junie 2000 en/of net daarna. President Mbeki kan suksesse behaal
in die Suid Afrika Renaissance herhaal vir menige Lande wat aan die Afrika
Renaissance deelneem. En dit die sukses maak wat dit verdien om te wees. 'n
Ekonomiese bloei tydperk kan verwag word. Nadat gereedheid bereik is in die
verband deur die aanwys van 'n groen lig te lewer, soos aangevra. Ten voordeel
van alle betrokke partye.
(Om gesien te word om die effektiewe vooruit beplanning te verhoog vir die
verhoging van suksesse gelewer van die Afrika en Suid Afrika Renaissance.)
Kyk na die asemrowende resultate - bo alle verwagtinge:
Aantal inisiatiewe vir die verfrissing van die gees en liggaam kan asemrowend
verhoog word.
Volume van goedere en dienste verskaf kan asemrowend verhoog word.
Profyte van Firmas en Instellings kan asemrowend verhoog word.
Groter verskeidenheid van produkte en dienste vir die publiek om van te kies kan
asemrowend verhoog word.
Verhoogde voordele, bv. die verhoogde produksie van suurstof deur meer
effektiewe beplanning van bosbou inisiatiewe kan asemrowend verhoog word.
Meer ondersteunende verhoudinge kan asemrowend verhoog word.
Ekonomie�, en potensiële ekonomieë kan asemrowend verhoog word.
Vrede en voorspoed kan asemrowend verhoog word.
Gemeenskaplike belange kan alle partye geweldig bevoordeel.
Die Afrika en Suid Afrika Renaissance kan 'n kwantum sprong vorentoe neem.
Die Planetêre Renaissance kan 'n kwantum sprong vorentoe neem.
En 'n beter lewe kan vir almal geskep word.
Kommentaar:
Hierdie inisiatief word beskou as 'n belangrike bou blok aangaande verhoogde
opbrengste van Renaissancis, ten doel van die triljoenêr kaart, wat hier beplan
word. Om 'n vorige stelling van Gandhi te herhaal � Daar is meer as genoeg
hulpbronne.
Eendrag maak mag. Persone wat mekaar ondersteun, oorleef saam in 'n beter
wêreld. Hierdie is die poging om 'n pad te skep na die 22e Eeu d.m.v. grootheid,
goedheid en grasie. Love all Serve all.
Hoop dit help. Saam vir 'n beter toekoms. Een vir almal en Almal vir een. Word
'n magiese Persoon en help om 'n Paradys en Planeet te skep waar almal gelukkig
is en bevry is van pyn en leiding.
Presteer Voluit om die Verstand, Vlees en Voorspoed van die Persone van ons
Paradys, en elders op die Planeet, met Prag en Praal, Passie, asook Profytvol
Vorentoe, sodat hulle na hulle Prys, hulle Piek, kan Peil.
Ns. Indien enige sissende slange aan enigiemand hier geuiter word, is dit a.g.v.
'n blinke kol in die logika, wat reggestel sal word wanneer dit raakgesien is.
Apologie word nou al aangeteken daarvoor. Vergewe asb.
Danielle
Daar's iets wat ek jou wou gevra het, (re iets wat jy vroeër hier
geplaas het) maar in die soeke na jou epos adres, het ek vergeet wat
dit is. Weet jy dalk?
Wie van die mense op die nuusgroep was by die KKNK in Oudtshoorn? Daar kon
julle gesien het dat nie net Dozi lang hare het nie. Lyk vir my jong mans
met lang hare is deesdae weer gewild in Suid-Afrika.
Wat van Danie Niehaus? Hy het sy hare ook lang gedra, nou bietjie laat sny.
Dozi se eerste Cd "Mercy" is pragtig. Hy het Isizulu geleer op die plaas in
Natal waar hy groot geword.
Die van julle wat die Kunstefees gemis het en wat in Europa bly, gaan kyk op
www.ukkasie.com vir informasie oor die eerste Afrikaanse Kunstefees buite
Suider-Afrika. 26 tot 29 Juliemaand in Wembley en nie in Epping soos die
webbladsy nog vermeld.
Daar sal julle ook die GRAFSTEENSANGERS, vandag se BRIELS kan sien. Regtig
die moeite werd hoor.
Ukkasie is die bymekaarkomplek vir almal wat lief is vir Afrikaans.
On Sat, 19 May 2001 16:47:08 +0200, "Tobie" wrote:
>
Interessante foto Tobie - of is ek lelik as ek altyd tussen die lyne
wil kyk? As ek ander dinge sien as wat die foto veronderstel is om vir
my te wys? Want wat ek hier sien is dat die plakaat swaaiers nie eens
hul eie gedagte kon neerpen nie - maar slegs almal dieselfde woorde
rondswaai - nie eens een op die foto het oorspronklike woorde nie.
: CRACKED POTS
:
:
: A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on the ends of
: a pole which he carried across his neck.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
pragtig ná Dani, dit was ook in die AGS Jabez gemeente se
maandblad so 2 maande gelede. So waar, Hy gebruik jou met jou
krake en al, moet net gewillig wees.
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To much analysis leads to paralysis.
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Ek het hierdie wat volg gelees in my Belgiese koerant van vandag. Dit
kom uit "Het Nieuwsblad" van Saterdag/Sondag 19/20 Mei 2001:
ZUID-AFRIKA
After-apartheid
Willy DEGHELDERE - Brugge
De "after"-apartheid in Zuid-Afrika is allerminst onschuldig maar toch
komt weinig of niets van reactie uit de rest van de wereld. Nochtans
smeken de betrokken Afrikaners om aandacht. Vroeger stonden de kranten
vol over het apartheidsregime en zijn echte of veronderstelde
wandaden. Sinds 1991 tot maart 2000 werden al 922 boeren vermoord en
hun boerderijen 4858 maal overvallen. Waarom die onverschilligheid?
Durft men niet protesteren of optreden tegen het nieuwe regime uit
schrik van te veel witte inmenging? Een aandenken van vroeger?
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So, julle sien, julle saak is geken in die wêreld doch ek vind dat
julle self meer moet doen om wat gebeur in Suid-Afrika oor te bring
vir die wêreldopinie. Julle kan veel self doen: julle het alle 'n
rekenaar tuis. Skryf byvoorbeeld 'n e-pos oor die saak na elkeen wat
julle ken en in 't buiteland woon.
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