A few Boer veterans from the Angola Bush War under apartheid showed up in their original soldier outfits at the second court appearance of two scumlings in Senekal. This is how soldiers should look like. Their thorough training, solid experience, and instilled discipline (what men their age still have no beer tummy?) makes them a formidable enemy.
Divided Boers and Puffed Generals
On 16 October 2020 the farmers attending the second court case in Senekal of the killers of farm manager Brendin Horner were divided — because of classism, mind you, which is like racism but with pelt color not a factor — to such a degree, that the 600 Boers present in Senekal immediately split up into three groups on arrival. Let’s discuss them in Part 3 of this article series.
GROUP 1
One group gathered at the area demarcated by the police to AfriForum, an organization dedicated to the protection of minority rights. Mostly for Afrikaners of course, but they did help 'Cape coloreds' and Indians (SA has the biggest population of Indians in the world outside India itself, did you know?) before, when their rights were trampled upon by the black government. Currently, they are assisting a black man in court to get justice after the National Prosecuting Authority screwed up.
AfriForum recently gained ‘speaking rights’ or something at the United Nations, apparently a prestigious position allowing them to state Afrikaners’ plight on the world stage. They couldn’t dare allow riffraff boerbarians to tarnish their name by association. So, no hillbillies were allowed to enter their 'lager'.
These are the 'decent' Afrikaners, an organized group that knows how to speak to people of all races, many with degrees and tertiary education, driving Toyotas instead of Fords, owning businesses and farms, creating huge employment of black people, and so on.
Right outside the AfriForum arena some vendors had put up stalls, that sold traditional 'Boerekos' (food) like 'koeksisters' (you must try it before you die, there's even a monument for it in Orania) and more.
That led to some controversy later on, with hillboeries (hillbillies, just the Afrikaner version; I literally just now thought of the term) accusing AfriForum of making light of the issue of farm murders. The direct opposite is true, and AfriForum had nothing to do with the stalls and its vendors. But no facts can break through a religious person’s bias, his brain is just poisoned too much. Some hillboeries belonging to group 2 below threatened on social media they will be ending their AfriForum membership. Good riddance, I say.
GROUP 2
The second group was the more militant, aggressive, semi-illiterate type of Afrikaners. The type when two washes out on a deserted island, each will build his own church on the spot, and try to eat the other the next day as revenge for climbing his coconut tree. Nobody rules them. They drive only Ford, Chevy is for 'moffies' (gays). Trump rules. Proper unwinding on a Friday must include a bar fight. Hitting your wife to keep her in check is okay, bitches may be beaten, the Bible says so. That type.
Many of them will believe the gods must be crazy (!) when a Coca-Cola bottle falls out of a plane, just because it is humanly impossible for anything but birds to fly, the Bible says so and if you don’t believe it you’re going to burn in a place they can’t prove to exist.
This type of Boer is ignorant, semi-illiterate, bad with spelling in their own language they claim to love and protect, and they speak English very deliciously. They are also very religious, but hypocrites all the same. Preach one thing yet do another, and will stab one another in the back when money can be gained from it. They can be bribed by anybody and only preaches patriotism as long as it suits them.
They only adhere to the parts of the Bible that fits them at a given time, and more often than not, not at all. As dishonest of character as one gets. I coined the term ‘boerbaar’ (boerbarian in English) a few years ago for them, a portmanteau of Boer and barbarian. Don’t trust them, and don't share your biltong with them.
Boerbarians love shooting defenseless animals, not just for food, but for the opportunity to pose with it for a Facebook photo, whether the animal can be eaten or not. Religiots are all members of death cults with a lust for blood as we know, even claiming they are washed in blood. Sickening. But when they're on equal footing with armed blacks attacking them during a farm attack they enter a state of diarrhea. This type often denies that climate change is happening, and has loads of psychopath in them and feels a fuck for the environment and animals. Unfortunately some entitled Afrikaner women also fall in this category.
Almost all of this type believes - because their despicable Bible contains explicit orders for it - that using violence to solve problems are perfectly in order. Beating their defenseless children happens as a rule, not an exception, and a child asking a question - children should be seen and not heard, is a common belief - may become a victim of crime out of the blue. This teaches children not to ask questions, not to be curious, not to investigate the world, and quite literally dumb those children down. And then those parents cannot understand that their children shows no entrepreneurial spirit later in life.
Assaulting children is a crime, common logic dictates, and also officially against the law in that country. However, Group 2 Afrikaners circumvent this by not using the term assault when their violent nature boils up, they use pet names like 'Klaar Gepraat' (finished talking') for this form of physical violence against children.
Hillboeries see nothing wrong with assaulting a little human being weighing four times less than them, and due to their brain damage brought about by religion there is just no convincing them that violence breeds violence. This type of Afrikaner makes for very poor parents, lacking even basic parenting skills. But they as adults get very upset when a traffic officer performs physical violence against them as form of discipline for breaking a traffic rule.
Many of those products of incest argue that if corporal punishment was still allowed, the country's prisons would not be so full. The reality is that those prisons are so full, because the scum in there landed there after committing violent crimes, because as children they learned the lesson that violence is an option to solve problems. What part of that is difficult to understand? In many Western-European countries prisons are half-full or less, because parents the past few decades taught their kids to despise violence, and by not committing acts of violence against them.
It should come as no surprise that out of all 200+ countries in the world, Afrikaners keep the record for stuffing their parents the most into old age homes. Because violence breeds contempt, and many Afrikaners leaving home after school subconsciously despise what their parents had done to them. While many Afrikaners will claim they love their parents, they dread seeing the old fuckers once a year during the December holidays. When you mention this to Afrikaners, you will get a boatload of excuses and insults.
Afrikaners are not happy people, and most cannot figure out why. Molesting their own children is far more common than most will admit, and almost exclusively performed by those that walks with the Bible under the arm. Every so often a scandal breaks of a regular churchgoer fiddling with either his own or other children. It is something to be ashamed of, of course, so the topic is being avoided. Maybe those Bible verses that children may be used and abused and even sold, sticking in the subconscious minds of the transgressors?
Beating children physically is not reserved to Group 2 and Group 3 Afrikaners only, colored and black parents on the lower end of the food chain also assault their children frequently. That is the only form of discipline they know, with the whole concept of real correctional discipline being very vague to them.
Let us get to a more lighthearted part of this article series.
The General, oh the General! Sit upright there, soldier, show some respect. A nee a.
(Commandant-General Louwrens du Plessis, operational eating champion; Not the general we'll be highlighting in this article, but still part of the same sandpit, and probably in charge of the koeksister rations.)
Every right-wing oriented group has a narrow-minded leader that is cookoo for Coco-Puffs. Every far-rightwing oriented group has an extra-narrow-minded leader that is the Coco-Puffs. Decide yourself where one Izak van Zyl fits in the description below, if at all. He may be a honey bear in real life, for all I know. So this part contains some satire, be warned, and not all or maybe nothing applies to our Big Coco, that may not be coco at at all but just the huffs and the puffs.
Some years ago Izak van Zyl formed a childish gang after maybe watching Trompie and his school gang (a popular 1980s children TV-series based on an Afrikaans book series) one too many times. Facebook offering the ability to recruit members via having a group, and Van Zyl mastering this major life hack to create a group, didn't do humanity any favors.
Van Zyl named his gang Boerelegioen, which translates to Boers Legion. Okay, maybe Sakkie fashioned himself with a backpack suffering under the hot African sun through the Sahara desert during Algeria's heydays with a troop of French Foreign Legionnaires trailing behind him. He could already see the princess at the oasis he's about to save from the evil brown people Tuaregs, carrying her away on a Ford camel.
His gang members count in the many tens, they are as many as your fingers when you open and close your right hand ten times. On Facebook their strategy to stifle freedom of speech that clashes with their delusions, is to team up to report your posts en masse, so that FB can chuck you in FB jail to keep the peace. Very cowardly, and Mark Fuckerface bends to the majority's will to have maximum eyes on his ads. (Did I just decipher Zuckerberg’s algorithm?)
They are not destined to ever shake off their hillboerie-status, and may operate a slingshot the wrong way around. But otherwise they are all fuzzy farts and brandy breath only that likes to cuddle with the black kitchen maid when the missus is away. They shagged Apartheid vrek.
And so the day came when Izakkie with his Biblical name felt he deserved a title. Captain was already taken by his dog. Corporal, too low. Lieutenant, ah! It had that nice French ring to it, and again Izakkie saw that princess in the desert in his vivid imagination. But Sakkie soon discovered none of his troops could spell it. (They spelled it Lefthanded.)
One Friday afternoon while zigzagging on a battlefield of Captain's landmines with a lawnmower, with Drill Sergeant Wife on his case, our braveheart made the big decision to give himself a military title. Colonel sounded nice too, but colonels usually have to go into the dangerous action with their men like that colonel in the A-Team, and Izakkie felt more comfortable to rather commandeer a koeksister than a stolen Toyota Hilux. So General it would be, a nice safe desk job that only involves making furious speeches from the back of a legally-owned truck belonging to the bank with its black shareholders.
On this day in history of 16 October 2020, Izakkie stood there on the back of a turd-colored Toyota Land Cruiser, and Izakkie made his speech. Not a good one, not one that will match that of Churchill, according to the videos I saw, but still. General Van Zyl spilled his military wisdom out there, for the world to see and spit on and to wonder what the fuck happened to the Boers that once could take on the British Empire.
Because Sakkie said, and I quote per bad memory automatically translated into English by me, but all the exclamation marks belong to the brave general as he learned from Trump's tweets:
“My fellow Boers! On the other side of town is the enemy's camp! Thousands of them against us unarmed 100 or so! They are armed with pangas, knobkieries, vaccines, golf clubs, Aids, preservatives, knives, George Soros pamphlets, environmentally-unfriendly batteries in socks, and illegal guns! Take your wife and kids, and you go walk right in among those worked up aggressive blacks! May God be with you, while I wait here and watch you with my extra-strong reading glasses! And when one of you die, then I will lead the Afrikaner into a civil war!”
Yep, the general really said he will lead all Afrikaners into a civil war. That while most Afrikaners do not even know who the guy with his fits of grandeur is. But if he succeeded that day by convincing his few followers there to actually walk in among the murderous black crowd, it would have ended badly for those troops. There's no doubt about it. As ex-general in the South African Police (not sure if it's true, but his FB profile says so) he should have known better.
Effectively the Boer general instigated war, which amounts to high treason, and that would have endangered the lives of every single white man, white woman, and white child, and millions of blacks, and hundreds of millions of pets and wildlife in South Africa. Captain should really grab the General’s balls and go bury it somewhere. Or take it to Bheki Cele, whom we'll discuss a bit later in this series.
Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Julius Malema stood on a stage, with thousands upon thousands of young fit indoctrinated black racists, and he decided to sung a song. And the crowd sang along. Black people like singing and dancing. Both are rituals that work brilliantly with indoctrination, since both have a hypnotic effect that circumvents the critical yet slow, objective, conscious mind, so that the message in the song dives straight into the fast, subjective, uncritical subconscious mind that accepts everything it hears as true. Sounds like the thing happening at churches too, right. It's Hypnosis 101 applied, people.
So what's wrong with the song them black racists sang, you ask. Well, maybe the title bothers me. It is: “Kill the Boer, kill the farmer.” And the whole song is about, well, killing people based on the color of their skin. The singing of this song was banned in 2003 already if I remember the date correctly, yet barely a stone throw away from a building where law is allegedly practiced, it was sung by thousands of worked up racist people, with the lead singer none other than South Africa's real enemy himself, Julius Malema.
Imagine if whites should start singing the exact same song, just adapted to be aimed at blacks. You think it will be racist then? If yes, why the double standards in a country claiming to strife towards equality?
It is not the first time Malema sings this hate-fueled racist song. During many previous rallies he did so as well, and yet he is just never prosecuted for instigating violence. Also, he's a really bad singer, his bathroom probably has no whole tiles left.
My intelligent readers internationally will by now realize there's something deeply flawed in the South African legal system, that breeds a fertile ground for civil war. We have seen it in every other African country before they went through the hell of war.
In Part Four we'll do a quick jump through the court where a judicial atrocity took place, with a jackal showing his true colors, and then we will look at Group 3, very ashamedly.
Read the other parts in this article series:
PART 1
PART 2
PART 3
PART 4
PART 5
PART 6
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