27 January 2010

Caring is expensive..

...this quote, I can't remember the name of the author, "your real calibre is measured by your consideration and tolerence of others".

As a South African, I can be both proud and appauled at our reactions to others in need. The Xenophobia attacks, HIV/Aids stigma, Homophobia ... One of the explanations that is being bandied about is that apparently, since we are a poor country, ourselves, and busy struggling through poverty and it's after-effects, we need to look in our own backyards and fix things there, before we jump on the first flight to Haiti and help out there.

I do not know how I feel about this because to me it is almost inhumane not to want to do something to help in Haiti because that country has been through so much hardship and me, as a South African, no actually as a human being, enjoying freedom that came at such a huge cost cannot afford to sit back and go "oh well, we got people dying everyday in Africa too, why should we help them".

One thing I learnt from working in the NGOs I have been a part of in the last 2 years, is that caring is expensive and some of us simply cannot afford to care.

I would like to save the elephants in the Simalaha and the Teak forests in Zambia for example, but I do not have the money and my way of helping is by begging rich people and organisation to give their money so that we can realise these projects and therefore help the people in those areas.

What I am saying is there will always be a reason why you cannot help others and there is always someone that needs help more than the next. Sometimes your contribution to a project/person that is close to your heart does not have to be in terms of money. By letting people know, by helping them understand (some people do not even know the history of Haiti) by passing on the message to other people who may be able to help, is enough.

But sitting back and pointing out all the things that are wrong in SA (without trying to help solve them either) is not the answer either. Caring is expensive, according to anyway but it does not have to be.


*obviously if you couldnt care less about anything and live your life just for you and your immediate family, then this post is not directed at you but thanks for reading this far anyway!





25 January 2010

what would the world be without geeks?


hypothetically speaking of course.

 I honestly do not want to hear the answer to that one. But thanks to my favourite geek in the whole wide world, I have a link to my twitter account on the blog. I do not know how to check if it works. So let me know.

*pls note that I am under the illusion that people take time from their day to read this blog. I know. Crazy. optimistic?*

Anyway, in other news, I found a website with so much hippie looks, I am addicted. Here are some of my favourites. Again, if you have a granny and she doesn't need her old clothes. Let me know.


http://www.lookbook.nu/ (all pics from that site)

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13 January 2010

more whining..3 weeks to go




the last few weeks before starting a new job are the most tediously boring-waste of time-transport money- ever! Because you will not be given any new projects to work on since you are sailing onto another slave ship, so you spend most of your time idling away on Twitter and doing all other useless things, well at least that is how I will be spending the news two weeks or so.

This should be fun if it wasn't 40degrees celcius in Cape Town, this heat, goodness, it makes it 10 times harder for me to pretend to be very busy so i decided to update my blog more so that at least I am typing furiously and generally have a "busy" aura about me while im quaffling the coffee (which I am going to miss)

house hunting...

Cape Town is a lot of things to a lot of people. To me its a sexy little town by the sea with a lot of hippies and generally badly dressed people who do not follow any fashion rules. I may be one of them, I am still unsure but yeah this is a great place with lots of contrasts and a lot of people want to live here with good reason.

Which is why I have been looking for a flat for the past two months and I feel like dropping a petrol bomb on all estate agents in town because they are all pretty useless at finding me a flat in the CBD. I mean, it is not like I am asking to live there for free (although that would be cool) I am a paying customer, u know.

So my search for a shoebox to live in continues and with the 2010 World Cup a few months away, you can bet your rent-money that these people will be charging an arm and a leg for (already overpriced) flats.



But I am still here and the search continues, I am thinking of making friends with the hobos in the meantime, as I have a feeling that I may be sharing park benches and carbboards with them in the Company Gardens soon..