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IF I AM RIGHT - WE ARE IN TROUBLE

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Ras Dumisani

When the Springboks played against France the other day and lost the match - I made a silly prediction while "our" already unique anthem was trampled by the most incompetent ass I have ever heard and seen for three seconds (I closed my eyes and went to the kitchen for a piece of biltong with yellow fat on after I first saw him on TV).

We, us, you and I are funny creatures in the sense that we are brain-driven - we think our way through life and the moment we cannot think we are elected to run an Africa country. America also had a similar but still slightly better experience under the BDB (brain dead bush) era - and they hardly survived!

"I'll be long gone before some smart person ever figures out what happened inside this Oval Office." --George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., May 12, 2008

That is another story though - lets get back to the thinking group.

I have many times wondered about the blood-curdling and hair-raising (after a few times, irritating) ability of the women of some tribes when they ululate - a sound made during traditional 'war' dances that can be described as half-shriek, half-song.

Due to the vast difference in cultures the white, brown and Indian communities mostly look at this practise suspiciously - the intensity of 'suspicion' declining sort of in the order I mentioned the groups.

We missed the fact that we, the whiteys had Die Stem written in May 1918 by C.J. Langenhoven while the music was composed by the Reverend Marthinus Lourens de Villiers in 1921. The English version only arrived on the scene in 1952.

The black guys saw trouble coming long before our forefathers and they clung to Nkosi Sikelel' iAfrika that was composed in 1897 by Enoch Sontonga, a teacher at a Methodist mission school in Johannesburg.

Old news you say? Absolutely - but we actually miss the point!

Back to the South Africa vs France test the other day.

No, hang on, lets go back a bit further to another and maybe better example - when Gerry Coetzee boxed.

Thinking about it - lets stay with the rugby game first!

ON that Saturday, about two weeks ago, the Boks were ready to take on the French - their energy tanks were filled, the boots fastened and polished, the ball pumped, jerseys neatly tucked in - all they needed before pulverising the French was that magic octane boost that would remind them why they were there!

That magic subconscious, maybe even magic-potion, that singing the anthem brings to the hearts, souls and even eyes of every loyal South African - all except that loyalty retarded "rugby" family from the Cape who have this incredible sexual urge to puke on a jersey and then go out to play. They are known as the shit-stirrers in every walk of life - and they are 99% the reason why people divide in camps. The 99% being frustrated by the 1% who make all else around them sick to the stomach, while they actually believe that they are important and have a following.

If you don't mind stepping over the mess, lets look at the poor Boks standing there in France on a Saturday afternoon - being de-motivated by the French rugby authorities.

Instead of the magic potion their emotions were scrambled in an unproductive direction by a baffoon shouting our national Anthem before the game, and belief it or not, they never recuperated!

Gerry Coetzee? Well he was so emotionally disturbed by the Anthem being played before his title fights, that before he could get the tears from his eyes, the opponent won the first three rounds! All that talent wasted on tears.

What's the point in all this?

The power of the human thought - the incredible might of propaganda once again impressed me this year!

Everybody (the thinkers) got caught in the propaganda that was spread about the recession that threatened to turn into a depression!

Thank you, thank you very much!!

"Be thankful you only have to face a recession! It could have been a depression."

"Be thankful we only raise the fuel price by R1.54 it could have been R2.65"

"Be thankful you are living in South Africa - it could have been Zimbabwe!"

"Be thankful the interest rate remained the same - it could have gone up!"

"Be thankful we are looking after you - you could still have been ruled by the likes of that smugg looking round faced ass and that drunken lawyer from an earlier era!"

"Be thankful they negotiated a good deal only for themselves - you may have been asked to look after them."

"Be thankful you still have electricity - Godsell could easily not have stepped in the first time.."

"Be thankful you still have any planes left in SAA - you may have …."

"Be thankful we were not at war when the soldiers went on strike and got a hiding from the police who in turn can not control crime in their midst, let alone outside the station…"

Have you noticed how thankful we are for nothing?

By now you should be on your third Richelieu and coke, or second anti-depressant!

Why?

Simply because we are controlled by our brains and our brains only 'advise' us according to the information we previously accepted as correct and allowed to settle into our subconscious minds!

Simple - if you accept rubbish into the subconscious mind, you will be controlled by rubbish or at least make decisions based on the wrong information.

I have seen it so often - people are so well controlled by their own subconscious they refrain from trying because they believe they will fail before they even try!

Imagine this typical scene:

You are sitting on the ground next to your rally car slowly wiping some imaginary oil from a part you need to replace.

The problem is that you simply do not have the funds to do that, well at least not if you don't hock the house a step further - something which is not so easy anymore - because the Americans overdid it and we have a few local Einsteins in our treasury department who felt it their duty to protect rally driver's families from them! So they made credit unavailable to the middle class!

Sponsorship or bank robbery might be an solution - maybe embezzlement or taking old age pension from somewhere by devising a brilliant scheme?

Thinking about it, it does not have to be brilliant at all - convince your neighbour or the nearest household where you see cars parked outside every weekend (this indicates that the people are successful and have a big family or circle of friends) to invest a small amount in this new project you have discovered - say R500 - then next day you go back and hand him R1000.

Don't try to convince him to reinvest the R1000 - simply tell him that you are sorry but you are inundated with people who want to invest and you wish you could re-invest for him, but the minimum the people now want to take is R50K - which is exactly what you now have to invest after the first R25k you invested.

Tell him that you are so glad he at least also had the opportunity to double his R500 - greet him and walk away.

My R1000 against your R10 says that he will call you back to try and find out more. All you need to do is to play hard to get and mention that the opportunity is sort of limited only to a few agents.

Then tell him that you will keep back a bit and only invest R49k which will allow him to double the R1000 he is still holding in his hand!

He will immediately hand over the R1K in his hand - and tell you that he has another R20k in the safe - while he looks around to see it the receiver is not hiding behind a bush!

Don't take the R20k he offers! Take only the R1000.

The next day you go back and hand him R2000!

Go press the security bell after 20h00 and you need to look absolutely tired. Your tie and your glasses must be a bit skew, you hair a bit ruffled and you must seem to be in a hurry!

Apologise profusely for worrying him so late, and say you were scared that you would not have time the next day and that he may have been worried about his money.

Now you refuse to take any money from him! Absolutely - ….the rest of the scheme is available to you at R500 from www.crooksunlimited.co.za - don't miss the opportunity to run a rally car and own a small block of flats in Margate!

While wiping the part that needs to be replaced - you will also think about getting some potential sponsors.

The pecking order is normally: the family store on the corner, the company you work for, the companies that supply the company you work for and then with the imagination and optimism now growing and hotting up, you start thinking bravely about Coke, MTN, Vodacom, Virgin, IBM, Nashua, Rallystar and so on!

Then - and this is the point of this artcile - WABOOOOMM! your old self-created enemy kicks in and your optimism ball deflates -ppfiffffffffffrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr - tjorts!

Your well-conditioned (by yourself) subconscious kicks in and convinces you that you will not even get through the door to see anyone - let alone get anything!

The mind carries on - uncalled for mostly - "I am not a good speaker!", "I don't like talking about myself " (now that is a lame one if ever I heard anything); "I don't know how to write a proposal", (who does? - as they differ from person to person and you need to adapt it to the company you approach!) and so the subconscious does its best to save you the trouble of trying and failing!

If I now tell you that you are an absolute self programmed "slapgat" who actually deserves to battle along - I suppose you will be upset with me and I will again only have one friend left?

So, I am not going to say that - all I need to do is leave it to your subconscious mind to tell you the truth! I believe before you have finished reading here, it will convince you that you are actually the biggest self-programmed slapgat in South Africa?

As I said in the beginning - If I am right - we are in serious trouble and if we don't get a new fresh program stuck in the negative minds of those involved in our sport we may as well start preparing ourselves to remain in this state of passiveness, where we are controlled by negative vibes and pessimists!

This situation is actually easier to describe by saying that while you believe you are busy crossing the Rubicon, you are actually busy crossing the Stix to the hereafter!

I am so tired of all the negative people surrounding us, I am tired to hear about the negative things that will happen next and how bad the economy is!

Is there anyone out there who is not brainwashed?

I am desperately looking for a new brand of people who will join in and make things happen for a change - people who actually are not stupid enough to believe that we can not grow the sport and make a huge success of everything we tackle.

Come on guys - lets get out of this self-inflicted depression and be ourselves again! Lets make 2010 a great year and enjoy the best of the greatest sport on earth!

Open that huge box of talent and lets think positively about what we can actually do and forget about what we think we can not do before we have even tried anything!

Lets get rid of the sad dudes who don't even believe in themselves!

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