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Patriarchy Decided To Play Nice & Give Us Women 1 Out Of 12 Months #Womensmonth… By Nthabiseng Lucia Tselapedi

1“Women are the victims of this patriarchal culture, but they are also its carriers. Let us keep in mind that every oppressive man was raised in the confines of his mother’s home”. – Shirin Ebadi

Patriarchy decided to play nice on the 9th of August, it decided to act as if it cares about equality and woman’s rights!

It gave women a day, out of the 365 that it already owns! And boy, we women were glad that it played nice! *Don’t know what Beyonce means when she says girls run the world, anyway! Another issue for another day*

See, I never paid much attention to women’s day before *that’s what ignorance will do!* It was just a day that we women deserved and earned?! Right? I mean we are special, we give birth to nations *and all the other bullshit I can add, yada yada! Yawn really*
We can go on and on about so many accomplishments of women, equality and shit but we WERE GIVEN a month and a day! Out of the twelve months, WE WERE GIVEN A MONTH! *please let that sink in and stew on it* It’s the same mentality that they used when they gave our forefathers mirrors for lands….they knew that people get caught up in the little things and miss the details, for it is all in the details! A MALE DOMINATING SYSTEM decided to give women a month! For us to be happy and proud to be female! For us to be distracted from fighting for our equal rights and pay and everything! They decided……*I wonder how many women were in the boardroom or wherever they were when the geniuses came with this one* Take this for instance, during the said month, Oscar Murdering Pistorius was up for parole! mmh….This was decided ages ago, that on August, Oscar will be up for parole! Now here is the kicker, when the chap’s time to come out and go on house arrest *As if he is not on holiday already, for killing a woman* they decided he can’t go coz it’s women’s month and the Progressive Women’s Movement of South Africa said he can’t be released on such a sacred month! *YAWN*
This should be a good thing, right?! That on women’s day, women’s issues were heard! But that’s just it….Why do we need a month for right to be done?  Liz Giles, advocacy and communications manager at the Tshwaranang Legal Advocacy Centre, said the focus on the objection of the Progressive Women’s Movement of South Africa to Pistorius’s release during Women’s Month distracts from more important “point of law” issues.  “There are questions that require answering around not only… the Parole Board’s decision… but also the nature and timing of the Minister of Justice’s intervention. The women of South Africa need a legal system that functions and adheres to the mandate under which it is constituted without bias or preference, 365 days of the year,” The thing with patriarchy it plays by its own rules and just humours women! And the problem with this, is, we women allow it! We get sold trinkets and we buy them!
According to the South African Revenue services, women earn nearly a third less than men on average! In 2013, the average taxable income for women was R193 908 a year, or about R16 000 a month. Men earned on average R254 347 a year, or about R21 000 a month.

While we at this, do you know that in SA a woman is either raped or battered every four minutes? This saddens me, for all these things are done by our sons! Where are we going wrong in moulding them? How did we get to a point where every boy that has been birthed by a woman can do these unspeakable things to women? As a mother of a boy child and girl child I worry, I worry for my kids! I worry for my son whom society will want to mirror him into some man I don’t recognize or want for my son, he will be told that men can’t cry *coz he is not human right! And has no emotions akere* he will be told that his duty is to ensure that he provides financially for his woman and if he doesn’t he is not man enough! He will be taught toughness as the first point of manhood and everything else he will be soft, the problem with teachings like this is, we lose our sons along the process! How else do they show their bottled emotions if not through rage?! *for if they show any sensitivity, they get labelled weak* Patriarchy is not only destroying our daughters but our sons too! I WEEP FOR OUR SONS!

I weep for my daughter, who is going to be told that she is less of cos she was born female! I weep for my daughter, who will be told to be who she is but only if she bends to her man or the men in her life’s will…..
7See, the problem is, in my house, at home my kids will know right and wrong when it comes to engaging with the sexes, my son will know that he can cry too and it’s okay to feel sad, he will be expected to wash dishes and help out with household chores, my daughter will know not to depend on maleness for strength! She will know that by herself she is capable but we unfortunately do not live in a vacuum and therein lies my contention! We live in a world where patriarchy rules and it’s a problem….. For patriarchy does no-one any good, why keep it? Why are we still working within its confines? Why do women still abide by it? And why do men? This affects your daughters!

Article  by Nthabiseng Lucia Tselapedi

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Posted by on August 31, 2015 in Feminism


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Girls 101 #it’s hard out here for a b*tch… By Moshibudi Thatego Madia


Everyone knows the saying :”walk a mile in my shoes”, well I say not just any shoes, but 8 inch high stilettos owned by a bad b*tch. The world, and by that I mean men, can never really understand what it is to be a woman until they hear our stories. So this piece isn’t about how ‘things’ can be done, or a ‘we are crying out’ article, it is just about walking a day, because anything more than that men would crawl into a fetal position and weep endlessly, in our shoes, boobs and all. I’m going to cover 5 key things, we, ladies have to deal with daily. Get ready.

  • Courtship.

As ladies, historically speaking, women, in terms of courtship were the prey and men, the predator. Those principles were passed on to us today. The gist of it though today is we have become empowered to switch the roles up just a bit. We don’t keep our heads down and wait for a man to pick us from the row of virgins, we flirt now, and flirt hard. The downside is, men have sadly not caught up with the flirt game, I mean no matter how many times I flick my hair, laugh, or touch his shoulder, all he’s thinking is “and my ninjas didn’t think I’m funny, I’m slaying”, no boo, I’m flirting, hint hint! let’s get together. But there is a very fine line between flirting and trying to get rid of you. When I laugh at your jokes but am walking away at the same time, or my body is positioned in such a way that I have my back to you, then I’m trying to get rid of you, but once my body language changes and I touch you, ANYWHERE while talking, laughing and not walking away, then that means that I have you in my sights, and I’m coming in for the kill.

  • Intercourse.

Ever wondered why ladies ‘catch feelings’ after having sex? Even a one night stand? Well, it’s not because we are weak, for your information, but because our bodies are programmed that way. During intercourse, women release a love hormone called oxytocin, were aside from catching feelings, it helps us to enjoy the ‘tango’. Oxytocin is also released when a mother breastfeeds her child, this is what leads to the phenomenal bond between mother and child.

  • Menstruation.

Fellas, before you close your eyes, shut your ears and start yelling “lalala”, understand that you would’ve proven my point exactly, you can’t hang with us! On a serious note though, menstruation is a celebration of womanhood, because it signals health and fertility, and every period should be acknowledged as such, even though it may feel like a serrated sword is driven in and out your body for days on end, and you get super snippy, it should be celebrated, oh and guys, identify the signs and stay out of the line of fire.

  • Sexual harassment.

There is a fine, and I mean very fine a line between paying a lady a compliment and just being inappropriate. Over the years there has been an increase in sexual harassment complaints at University institutions, by female students, about male lecturers most of whom get away with the harassment, and continue to torment other vulnerable students. Personally, I have experienced such in the past two years, and on my quest for justice and to shame him, the opposite was the result. He still lectures me today. I’ve been exchanging experiences with other girls who’ve fallen victim of men riding the chariot of power over their dignity, and they have expressed how deep the trauma has cut them. Imagine the conflict within yourself, you need your lecturer to give you advice and clear your confusion, but you are scared of him, and even more so to be left alone with him. Many ladies say that they find themselves failing the course despite putting in the work, and when they approach their lecturer, he uses that as ammunition to get them to do the things they don’t want to do to change their situation. It’s really disgusting and the fight for justice is not for the faint hearted.

  • Booty ogling.

If guys aren’t checking out our décolletage, then they are checking out our booty! I know music videos have made it seem cool to stare at our booty while we are looking right at you, and even have the audacity to make a cheap comment about it, the truth is, we don’t really like that. We may smile and flack you off, but the things we are holding ourselves back from saying are foul. Don’t get me mistaken, we don’t hate you checking us out, we check guys out all the time, but do we stare, licking our lips and twirling our hair? No, but in our minds, it’s going down. Pop culture as made the booty a centerpiece of celebration, we don’t mind, just stop with the ogling already! We know what we’re working with.


These make up only 0.001% of the things women deal with on a daily basis, but we are not complaining, just indirectly humble bragging, juggling so many balls in the air and managing to stay fabulous at the same time. You cannot compete with us.


Article By Moshibudi Thatego Madia


Posted by on August 30, 2015 in Feminism


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A Young Decryption Of Kendrick Lamar’s New Album_Best Album of ‘ALL TIME’ #DoingStuffWithMyKendrickLamarCD


I’ve never been afraid to listen to an album….

It’s a strange feeling. Music can elicit a number of emotions — tears, unbridled happiness, a wave of calmness, a strong stank face — but fear usually isn’t drawn out by music. It’s not something that artists strive to pull out of their audience. And yet that’s where I found myself on Sunday night, sitting in a restaurant when I got the message that Kendrick Lamar’s sophomore album To Pimp A Butterfly had been released a week before its March 23rd date. I wasn’t ready. I didn’t want to hear it yet. I needed time to prepare. There’s too much riding on this album.

When I talk about Kendrick Lamar with people who follow hip-hop, there’s always a hushed exchange that takes place. “He could be it,” one of us will say. “He could,” the other will reply. Like a pitcher throwing a perfect game, it’s never spoken aloud. He’s only one album in. It would be foolish to even discuss it publicly. We need more evidence. More albums. More time. But deep down, we know. Kendrick Lamar could be the greatest rapper of all time.

To Pimp a Butterfly isn’t just another album, and Kendrick Lamar isn’t just another rapper. Kendrick is different. His first major label album, good kid, m.A.A.d city is one of the greatest rap albums of all time. The last two artists who debuted with albums that redefined the genre were Kanye West (The College Dropout) and Jay Z (Reasonable Doubt). Good kid, m.A.A.d city, was an autobiographical masterpiece that vocalized the struggle of growing up in dire circumstances in Compton and how it affected Kendrick’s perception of the world. It was brilliant and clever, a concept album that still told Kendrick’s “how I got here” story. He could have used the same blueprint for his second album. It worked once, and Kendrick is talented enough to make use of it again. Rappers rapping about their upbringing will never end, but Kendrick Lamar isn’t conventional in the least.

We knew Kendrick was going with a new concept for this album. It wasn’t going to be your traditional 808-laden, two-club-hits-and-a-love-song hip-hop album. But Kendrick was never that to begin with. It was going to be soulful — conscious as they say. He gave us “i” back in September, an uplifting track about self-love — there’s an updated (see: much better) version of “i” on the album that sampled The Isley Brothers. We got a taste of the new musical arrangements back in December on The Colbert Report when he performed an untitled song that if released would probably have been the best song of 2014 (it didn’t even make the album). Then we got the artwork for To Pimp a Butterfly. If the direction of the album wasn’t clear before, it was now. This is about to be some social commentary / Black Excellence music. I wasn’t scared that Kendrick would deliver a flop. I was afraid that he would only dip a toe into the pool of Black Excellence music, that he would hesitate to speak on social issues, or succumb to label pressure to provide a few radio-friendly records. He didn’t. Not one bit.

To Pimp a Butterfly is perfect. There’s no other adjective that can properly convey its greatness. To Pimp a Butterfly is an immaculate amalgamation of rap, jazz, funk, soul, and spoken word. It cannot be restricted by a single genre. It’s the latest evolution of Black Music, and it’s nothing short of genius. (Black Music, inhabited by the likes of Curtis Mayfield, James Brown, Prince, the Fugees, Andre 3000, and D’Angelo. A land where the natural barriers of music don’t exist. A place where the main goal is the advancement and protection of the culture.)

Crafted with a live band consisting of Bilal, Thundercat, Terrace Martin, and Anna Wise — all talented artists in their own right — To Pimp a Butterfly pulls no punches. The first track, “Wesley’s Theory” featuring George Clinton and Thundercat and produced by Flying Lotus sets the tone, opens with a sample of Boris Gardiner’s 1974 song “Every Nigger is a Star.” On “Wesley’s Theory” Kendrick tackles consumerism and rampant debt that plagues black entertainers, something that he has (so far) seemingly avoided. Speaking first from the perspective of a young black musician forecasting his downfall into the trap of wealth and greed (“When I get signed, homie I’mma act a fool / Hit the dance floor, strobe lights in the room”), and then from the perspective of “Uncle Sam” who encourages him to buy everything on credit (“What you want you? / A house or a car? / Forty acres and a mule, a piano, a guitar? / Anything, see, my name is Uncle Sam on your dollar / Motherfucker you can live at the mall”).

To Pimp a Butterfly succeeds D’Angelo’s Black Messiah as the most important album in black culture right now. In the face of Ferguson, police brutality, and widening economic disparity, Kendrick Lamar tackles social issues through music and does so exceptionally well. It’s a dark album for dark times, right in line with recent projects from Drake and Big Sean, but To Pimp a Butterfly is miles ahead of the competition in its quality and its message.


On “For Free”, Kendrick employs spoken word with double and triple entendres better than Jay Z could ever dream of doing. The song is unbelievably complex. It can be interpreted as chastisement of America for its treatment of African Americans, or a Black Excellence anthem, or just as a fight with a girlfriend. It’s a true work of art whose meaning will be debated for years. “For Free” is To Pimp a Butterfly encapsulated in one song. There is no single definition of this album. There is no single genre. There is no single flow. It is unlike anything I’ve heard before.

“u,” produced by Sounwave, is a direct contrast to the uplifting “i.” Kendrick is speaking to himself, depressed and broken, repeating the hook 10 times (“Loving you is complicated”), and admonishing himself, despite his accomplishments. With “u” and “i,” Kendrick depicts the struggle of expressing black self-love better than any artist has done in recent memory — the highs and lows, the inner joy, the self-hate, the bravado, the blame. Kendrick told Rolling Stone “u” was one of the toughest songs he’d ever written. “There [are] some very dark moments in there. All my insecurities and selfishness and letdowns. That shit is depressing as a motherfucker. But it helps, though. It helps.” Sequencing is crucial on To Pimp a Butterfly— right after “u” we get the anthemic “Alright” to pull us out of the doldrums. And that it does.

Even though it’s not an album designed for a wide audience (“I’m not talking to people from the suburbs. I’m talking as somebody who’s been snatched out of cars and had rifles pointed at me,” Kendrick told The New York Times), To Pimp a Butterfly has wide appeal, thanks to the excellent beats and production that inject energy into consequential records. The funky bass line turns deep records like “King Kunta” into party songs. “Alright,” produced by Pharrell Williams, is a certified hit rap-along. The jazzy “Complexion (A Zulu Love)” featuring Rapsody will make your grandmother shimmy, even with its powerful lyrics (“Dark as the midnight hour, I’m bright as the mornin’ sun / Brown skinned, but your blue eyes tell me your mama can’t run”).

To Pimp a Butterfly is the best album of the 21st century, the best hip-hop album since Notorious B.I.G.’s Ready to Die and Nas’ Illmatic in 1994, and it cements Kendrick Lamar’s spot as an all-time great. Those whispered conversations about Kendrick’s spot in hip-hop history can begin in earnest. The last artist who debuted with two classic albums was Notorious B.I.G. That’s where we’re at. That’s where Kendrick Lamar has brought us.

The final track is “Mortal Man,” a 12-minute address that unveils Kendrick’s motivation for making more conscious and important music partially came from a visit to Nelson Mandela’s jail cell on Robben Island, and it asks an important question that may have little to do with music (“When shit hits the fan / is you still a fan”). The song ends with Kendrick interviewing Tupac Shakur (Tupac’s audio is from a little-known interview he conducted with a Swedish broadcasting company in 1994) discussing income inequality, racism, riots, and the fate of the next generation of black men in America. It’s a jarring ending, but it’s so crucial. To Pimp a Butterfly couldn’t end on a hook or a verse. Released the day after the 20th anniversary of the release of Tupac’s Me Against The World — widely considered his best body of work — Kendrick Lamar’s To Pimp a Butterfly exceeds the best work of his idol.

Calling Kendrick Lamar the best rapper alive doesn’t seem right. That title seems unworthy for Kendrick Lamar, not the other way around. While artists like Lil Wayne, Eminem, and Drake are happy fighting for that title, Kendrick is seemingly aiming for something far higher than that, a position that truly captures the power of his voice. He acknowledges his lofty ambitions in “Mortal Man” (“Want you to love me like Nelson, want you to hug me like Nelson / I freed you from being a slave in your mind, you’re very welcome / You tell me my song is more than a song, it’s surely a blessing”).

Some will call it outlandish, or downplay the idea that a rapper could have any substantial positive influence over a culture and their opinion would be valid. We’ve never seen it happen before. But the culture is changing, and the next strong black leader hasn’t presented themselves yet. Is Kendrick close? Not even remotely. But if he continues on this path of putting out music touting black power, equality, justice, and unity, could his influence grow? It wouldn’t surprise me. Nothing would surprise me at this point.


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Posted by on August 27, 2015 in Black Butterfly Thursdays, Music


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What Are You Doing To Empower Yourself Lady??? By Pamela Kunene

Apparently girls’ brains can begin maturing from the age of 10 while some men have to wait until 20

So apparently girls’ brains can begin maturing from the age of 10 while some men have to wait until 20 before the same organizational structures take place, a study from Newcastle University reveals. They discovered that as the brain matures it begins to ‘prune’ information that is stored and focus on what is important. For girls this can happens as early as 10 years old, but for boys it can take until between 15 and 20 for the same to happen. How ironic can this be?

For years I’ve been trying to understand the significant logic behind the women’s march to union building in 1956. They flocked singing Wathint’Abafazi Wathint’imbokodo! (Now you have touched the women, you have struck a rock.), but the most amazing value about this demonstration is that it was conducted in a disciplined, dignified and orderly manner. Ok wait let me emphasis this, the demonstration was conducted in a disciplined, dignified and orderly manner. And why is that? Clearly these brave women wanted to their grievance taken serious. With that being said the conclusion is, they laid a foundation of recognition, dignity, and respect for women, look the list goes on and on and on.

But that was 1956 right? I know I like asking a lot questions, am I being inquisitive? Yes gladly…It’s more than 50 years later and we are so fortunate to be exposed to a foundation that is indeed a monumental achievement. But what are you doing today as woman, as an individual? Not all women in SA took part on that demonstration, it started as a personal choice, and then collectively they flocked to the Union building with the same goals to achieve.

Today Organizations, Institutions and the Government, are putting so much effort adding on to the empowerment and development of women. But as an individual, which part are you playing to empower yourself, to earn your respect, to maintain your dignity? How often do you take initiatives for yourself? Are you only relying on these parties to do the work for you? They left a legacy behind. And it is our responsibility to maintain it by making choices that will add on to our self-development and empowerment. And this begins with self-love and self-respect.

I know that what people think of you and your actions is none of your business. I actually don’t even agree with that. I believe that at some extent it is your business. So how about you make it your business to be respected and valued. This is a small world and if you do not maintain your respect and your dignity as a women, it will all come back to you and it will hunt you down. You see the sad part about respect and dignity is that, it’s easy to lose it but so hard to gain it back the exact opposite of weight, it easy to gain weight and so hard to lose it.

Article by Pamela Kunene

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Posted by on August 26, 2015 in Feminism


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Your first car determines your retirement #moneymonday


“On some, this could be us_ but we made good financial decisions”

If this is your first year of real freedom, meaning no more studying and a proper job that pays a decent salary, you are in the best possible position to start building wealth by using the most powerful building block available, namely compounding.

Niel Fourie, public policy actuary at the Actuarial Society of South Africa, says compound interest is often referred to as the eighth wonder of the world, because if used correctly compounding can turn small amounts into substantial savings. However, cautions Fourie, compound interest will also work against you if you are not able to manage debt.

Fourie explains that when you are investing, compounding refers to the growth achieved on your original investment plus the growth on the returns already earned. If you are earning interest, compound interest is best described as interest earned on interest.
According to Fourie, your best opportunity to make compounding work in your favour will present itself when you get to buy your first car.

“As a young professional, the temptation to buy something fast and flashy will be huge,” says Fourie. “You are likely to throw caution to the wind and tell yourself that after years of studying and hitching rides, you have earned an expensive car.”

Family responsibilities may not yet be on the horizon for you, and yes, you have probably earned a reward for all your hard work. But, says Fourie, it is at this junction that you have the power to shape your financial future.

“It may be hard to believe, but your choice of first car is likely to determine whether you live a life of debt repayments or whether you become a cash buyer and asset owner one day.” This decision, he adds, will also determine whether you retire comfortably or whether you are forced to rely on Government grants as well as your family for your survival.

Fourie has crunched some numbers that should help convince any young person to buy a sensible first car and invest the portion of salary not used for car repayments.

Assuming that a young professional buys his or her first car at age 25 and replaces the car every five years up to age 65, the average professional will have owned eight cars when the time comes to retire.

The young professional will have the option of either buying a medium sized car that is safe and practical at, say, a cost of around R200 000, or something more expensive of around R450 000.

Based on a repayment term of 60 months at an annual interest rate of 12%, the repayment on the R200 000 car will be around R4 500 a month. The R450 000 car will require monthly repayments of around R10 000 a month. The difference in repayments is R5 500 a month.

After considering the monthly repayments, you do the sensible thing and you opt for the car that would cost R4 500 a month. You then take the R5 500 that you are not spending on a car and you invest it in a unit trust fund likely to deliver a return of 10% after fees every year.

If you maintain this investment from age 25 until you retire, you are likely to have available a lump sum of at least R5.3m in today’s monetary terms. For the sake of simplicity, Fourie has assumed the value of the car to be zero after every five years.

If, however, you always opt for the more expensive car at an annual interest rate of 12%, you will have spent R9.1m in car repayments by the time you reach 65.

Fourie points out that should you opt to not buy another car once your first car has been paid in full, you would be even better off.

In order to estimate how long it would take to double your money through compounding, the Rule of 72 is a handy tool. Simply divide the compound return that you are expecting to earn on your investment into 72. The answer gives you the approximate number of years that it will take for your investment to double.

Using the earlier example, if you want to know how long it will take to double your investment amount of R4 500 earning a 10% return a year, divide 72 by 10. The answer is 7.2, which means it will take just over seven years to double this money through compounding.

He points out that the later you start tapping into the power of compounding the lower your chances of achieving true financial freedom.

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Posted by on August 24, 2015 in Money Mondays


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“THIS IS WHAT MAKES ME A SOUTH AFRICAN” Mandela Day dedication By Kagiso Maloma

This poem is undated, it is neither truth, fiction nor lie. It’s what you make of it…

I’m a South African

For I call my two room bedroom house a compound, a part of my inspiration is a youth league graduate formerly introduced to the world as a trouble maker, I defy the Westernized rules by entering parliament with a miner and domestic worker’s uniform.

I’m a South African

The guy who drives me to work every morning scares me more than my boss; I know I could be great but I chose to do just enough. I overly celebrate goals that do not matter like my national team, culture and tradition were once well deep rooted in me, but for now I’m just comfortable being my own Man Crush on any given Monday, with my skhothane shoes being the second ugliest thing apart from my bad credit. Ke phela ka skoloto.

Who am I? I’m ‘The village boy that bought a fancy German car’

Genius Level was never taught to me yet I’ve managed to flirt with it. One of my dreams include going to UCT and becoming a Chartered Accountant. My parents are overly proud of me having made it to University, yet see the confusion in their eyes when asked as to what am I studying?

I’m a South African

I complain about not having the time to do my work yet I spent hours on the TV anticipating dragon fights and a winter that never came. I hate my own kind but I always seem to get attached to TV characters.

I’m a South African

In the commercial playground I’m referred to as newly issued shares.I hang around with other blue chip countries and trade on the stock market with them. I ask for no privileges and sympathy as I know I will one day make it, for one who makes it the hardest, makes it the best. Expensive bottles give me the drive I need to hunger for Le good life I’m gonna attain when I do it big. I don’t wanna be on the cover of a Forbs magazine, I intend being on the cover of my own magazine.

I got shot while I was trying to draw a baby bottle out of my waist in attempts to feed a young nation that hungers for guidance. The African Robin Hood, ba mpitsa Tsotsi.

I’m a South African

With Maleven being my role model, I really should not complain about the crime in this country. I plan to win at this thing called life, but first I have to tell the twitter community about it. At times I actually do feel like I should just get off social media and get a job.

I’m a South African

Fear not, for I am a newly issued share, the market has opened its doors for me and I plan on diversifying my knowledge base and earn return on my efforts. I’m well educated, my library was the river bank where disposal trucks dumbed off millions worth of knowledge inscribed on paper. I turn negatives into positives, hatred into forgiveness. I am young at heart, amazing, motivated and driven!! With one thing in mind, success and beyond!

This is what makes me a South African…

By Kagiso Maloma



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Why I Raised my Hands When Goku Asked For Energy


“when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.” Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

“Remember that the Spirit Ball is a martial arts discipline that allows you to borrow energy from grass and trees, from people and animals, from inanimate objects and the atmosphere… And then to concentrate them and release them. If you can draw so much destructive power from a ball made on this small planet… …Imagine what you can do with a Spirit Ball formed on Earth! If you can also learn to tap into the astounding powers of the Sun… Well. Just be careful. Or you may destroy the very planet you’re trying to protect!”

I figured since there’s seven Dragon Balls, I might as well write and publish this on the seventh day. Two things remain clear, if your girl knows nothing about Dragon Ball Z, she is too young for you bro. The second being, if you have never watched and gotten addicted to the fictional series then your childhood was bluntly boring. I was addicted, I know most of you were. I swear by the time SABC 2 stopped airing the series I had collected 6 dragon balls and I was only 1 ball shy of asking the mighty dragon to grant me my ultimate childhood wish…… #BringbackdragonballZ Read the rest of this entry »


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