Following on from the Springboks defeat of England at the Stade de France yesterday, there have been ‘jubilant’ celebrations in the cities and townships of South Africa. This sudden surge in national pride has been welcomed by that nation’s sportsmen, especially as the Springboks have long discarded the image of ‘Whites only’, or as it used to be printed in the language of apartheid ‘Slegs Blankes!’ Football is the preferred sport of just about all black South Africans, with the rugby fanatics largely white, so whilst a meeting of the two sides across the colour barrier is to be welcomed, this achievement is no swallow; and South Africa today is no summer.
While the South African rugby team’s captain can rhapsodize about the closing of the racial divide, and how old wounds were being healed, does he believe that South Africa is set on a course into the sunlit uplands of Democracy, into a golden age where all are equal, and none go begging? I would suggest a slightly different scenario, and it is not bathed in the golden glow of a well-played and fought sporting competition.
I would remind him, and all the other liberal-thinkers who manoeuvred the Nationalist Government, and the South Africans who went more or less willingly into the voting stations, into the biggest betrayal of the most successful industrial society in Africa. Consider what was, and then look at what has become of South Africa under Black rule. True, the black man had no vote, but when one sees what he has done with this vote, is it any wonder that many who think as I do believe that Dr. James Watson had it just about right with his controversial remarks on intelligence, such as “his hope is that everyone is equal, but he counters that “people who have to deal with black employees find this not true”.” The fact that this eminent scientist’s lecture was cancelled because of his views is an indictment of the closed minds of those who banned him, not of the man himself. 79 years old he may be, but his intellect dwarfs many of his detractors.
My own experience with black labour as a whole, and black employees in particular, bear out Dr. Watson’s theory that there are definite differences between White, Asian, Asiatic and Black, Whilst many Asiatic-origin people, such as Japanese and Chinese are ferociously intelligent, the basis for their superiority is not who they are, but who their ancestors were. The same influences which shaped the Japanese and Chinese also shaped much of Europe, in the form of religious Reformation and the Renaissance. We in Europe may have been fighting for much of the fourteenth, fifteenth, sixteenth and seventeenth centuries, but we also produced Caxton, Da Vinci, Rubens, and the genetic inheritance which brought forth Nelson, Wilberforce, Mozart, Brueghel and Donattello. Opposed to those advances, over some four centuries we see the vast stretches of Africa ruled by tribal chieftains and their descendants with a ruthlessness which beggars the rule imposed by white colonists. We do not see any advance towards industrialization, no advances in art, or music, or even in the manner of their war-making activities! What was good enough for their grandfathers, was good enough for their successors.
Early in my own time in South Africa, I repaired all manner of construction equipment, and one day I got talking with an Xhosa man whose home was in the Transkei. He told me how he was considered a wealthy man in his home village. He would be working for six months in ‘the white man’s city’, before going back to his kraal or hutted home with his savings, buy another wife and watch her, along with his four other wives, as they planted, watered and reaped the crops in his fields. All this while he smoked and talked along with his fellow men who were all far too grand to think of giving a hand with the farm work! When I asked him if he never gave any thought to maybe installing irrigation equipment, to aid the women who had to walk for miles for water, he looked at me as though I was stark staring mad. “Baas, If I make it so that the water is easy to get, all the other women will want the same, and my brothers would cease to talk with me!”
I see a country which was once the power-house of Africa, laid low through a combination of the Black man’s greed, indolence, impatience and envy. Not many British people read the South African newspapers, but I do; and even with the slanted and biassed reporting common to just about all the national newspapers, you see and read of the slow slide into the chaos which is the standard of the vast majority of that unhappy continent. One reads of the power cuts and ‘brown-outs’ forced upon an electrical generating authority by over a decade of capital equipment neglect; I read of maintenance either not done or sloppily completed, and the breakdowns resultant on that casual attitude! I read of airline staff given promotions based only on the colour of their skin, and the disastrous results of giving a job which requires both common sense and diplomacy to someone lacking in both!
I read of Black Africans given high promotions and power without a clue about how to wield that power; of a confiscatory Black Empowerment law which forces businesses to give senior positions and equity to black people just because of their skin colour. I see the stirring of a movement towards the confiscatory regime of Zimbabwe, with terror actions against white farm owners almost commonplace. The very people who talked, wrote and connived against the day when the Black man would take power are themselves leaving the stinking sewer which they have helped build.
Based on a rising tide of murders since ‘independence’, now standing at 25,000 every year, will the descendants and family members of the estimated 133,000 murder victims who have been slaughtered since the ‘Rainbow Nation’ came into being be rejoicing alongside the clowns who are prancing and shouting in jubilation because of the result of some silly game? I don’t think so! Will the victims of an AID’s epidemic which is calculated to hit around one person out of seven in South Africa’s population be waving their balloons and dancing in the street because the ‘Boks’ have won the World Cup? They don’t have the energy!
Jubilation and balloons; more like Bread and Circuses!