June 19, 2009

Unlocking the cuffs of Suffaring

There is little more frustrating than being held hostage by a group of whingers (to steal a phrase from erstwhile safety and security minister Charles Nqakula). I'm with Nqakula. Get on that plane (preferably an Air France jet) Forgo the green grass in favour of the concrete. Denounce your Saffanism. You probably don' t deserve the title of Saffa anyway.

The thing that really gets my goat is that the loudest proponents of emigration have never been out of the country. My Number One Whingers have been out of the country once. They went to Thailand on their honeymoan. When they got back those who dared to ask how it was were treated to an earful about how awful it was and how shitty the food was - couldn't find a decent steak, apparently. Anyway, Number One Whingers are on their way to a country which shall not be named, which is made up of lyre-playing angels and white fluffy clouds. They've been on their way to country which shall not be named ever since I first had the pleasure of making their acquaintance five years ago. What they don't realise is that out of clouds comes snow. Cold snow. Your world becomes grey. And damp.

There are Saffas who have left and lived (and Suffared), and have returned to the Saffervescence. It is the appreciative side of the population that will hopefully participate in Saffaring, and leave the Suffaring to those who are far better suited to such mindsets.

6 comments:

  1. I nearly got into a fight on Facebook about this very thing - with someone I don't even know. A mutual friend had written on her status that she had woken up to find that the electric gate was off its hinges. The idiot made a comment to the effect that this wouldn't have happened if she lived in the US or US, as 90% of the people there have not been affected by crime. If we had been in a bar with a couple of klippies and kola we would have come to blows. Met Eish.

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  2. It's preferable that if one has a valid complaint to have some sort of a suggestion how to deal with it.

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  3. i agree if people are so fed and can longer stay here they must just go!!!! unfortunately there is no where in the world where it is perfect, so i say bonvoyage and hope not to see you anytime soon!!

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  4. Well said, Miss Vuyo. Any suggestions, Mboyisa? How do you deal with people like this?

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  5. I agree with you Miss Vuyo, especially because there is a solution to every problem. One of them happens to be via the ballot box. Unfortunately this world has place for cry babies. rather use the voice to influence chance.
    To you Saffagette, i'm impressed at the evolution of the blog.

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  6. Thanks, Nyembe. The only problem is that cry babies have really loud voices.

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Whingers - should they be allowed to speak?

Saffanisms (AKA buzzwords)

Saffa (n): South Africans. Usually used to describe expats (fondly)
Saffagette (n): A South African whose vote is reserved for Mzansi, the Motherland. A Saffagette is not an ostrich. A Saffagette has a vote and is determined to stand in a queue to cast it.
Saffavescence (n): Developed from saffervescence, which is a slang derivative of effervescence. Saffavescence means awesome, amazing - in a South African sense of course.
Saffaring (v): Being patriotic.
Suffaring (v): Having to listen to others not being patriotic.

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