A quickie

I was just browsing through a couple of other random blogs. On the top of this blog screen is a menu bar with the link "next blog", this link takes you to random blogs by other people. It's quite interesting to see what different people from different places with different interests blog about. One thing I have realised is that my own blogs are incredibly long-winded. Long stories about nonsense. But that's just how I am - I type very fast as the thoughts flow from my head into my fingers. The blog I posted previously, the lunch waffle, was done in the half hour I have allocated as a lunch break. It's mostly nonsense because if comes out quick. I'll then proof read for spelling and grammar accuracy and add in a photo or two and bang - publish.

I doubt too many people read these blogs, I can see that by the view count in my blogs admin dashboard, but that's ok, I'm going through one of those storytelling phases where I feel I'm chatting to an invisible audience, whether there is one or not. No doubt, as it goes with me, this phase will fade again soon as my ever adventurous imagination takes me onto the next fascination and obsession that pops out of nowhere.

Hopefully I'll keep on with this blog because it's actually quite therapeutic. Like this one, I had no plans of writing any of what I'm banging out on my keyboard right now, it's just what's coming out.

It would be so awesome if my mind had some kind of bionic reader that could take my thoughts and digitally translate them into chapters and stories like this blog, I reckon I'd make quite an interesting read, albeit corny as the best of them!

The point of this post was about other people's blogs, I'm going to make an effort to browse through a couple as often as time allows, it's really fascinating to see the honest insights into people's lives, as they choose to share them online. There are very interesting people out there, especially Americans. They seem to be living such safe secure family lives in freedom, without all the dread and drama we have to put up with here in SA. Families playing in parks, kids playing out in the gardens, affordable access to all things cool. People look happy because they appear to be free, not imprisoned in their homes like we are. Look I love this country but the people here are fucked up, every day reading and hearing about the racist violence, crime, threats of white genocide etc, terrifies me. Racism here only works one way, and as a white person I'm on the wrong end of that stick. Reading about these safe happy lives in suburban America makes me kind of jealous. Life and economics there are not governed by race and corruption. Given the opportunity I'd pack up my family and move there in a flash and not come back to this corrupt hell hole. One of my my big personal magnets to this place is wild Africa, the bush, the wildlife, birds and awesome roughness of Africa. But pretty soon all of that will be gone (ironically partly to the money and guns of wealthy American hunters - a fact that disheartens me greatly, I don't mean to be a traitor to my beloved Africa and jump in bed with some of her killers), and all that will be left are billions of cruel murderous desperately hungry people hating us of European ancestry. All the time, entire families are bludgeoned to death in race crimes that go unnoticed and not acknowledged for what they are.There are few safe places here anymore. The cities are the worst, you have to watch your back all the time!

Unfortunately though, due to our personal circumstances we are stuck here, but when Tammy is old enough I will sell everything I have including my soul to ship her out of this country for a better safer life elsewhere in the civilised world. She deserves better than the constant threat of violence through crime.

Ok that little rant wasn't planned, but like everything I write it's from the heart and echoes my sentiments at the time.

But never mind, despite my fantasies, normal life and routine must go on. I need to go feed my family, then I'll relax and download the latest episodes of the currently airing TV series'.