Thursday, January 20, 2022
Wednesday, January 19, 2022
Tuesday, January 18, 2022
A cousin of wife E -- in Xhosa kinship terms, a brother -- was murdered in a public house. In addition to that, an ambulance stopped by, but would not touch him (he was still alive at that point). The murder was witnessed by multiple people, and the name of the culprit was and is on everyone's lips. But the investigation appears to have stalled. Interpret this how one will, but the murdered man appeared in a dream to a young cousin -- in Xhosa kinship terms, a sister -- and said that he could not rest in peace until justice was done. I myself have now become involved, but gently. There are people dealing with the harder aspects of the matter, and sometimes a complementary approach can be of great value.
Monday, January 17, 2022
Sunday, January 16, 2022
Saturday, January 15, 2022
• Minor property damageOBSERVATION: The last refers to spiritual input in the Church, say a prayer or testimony. Ululating was a close call. One reason for that was its religious origins. There were just a few things we decided not to tolerate, such as drunkenness.
• People wearing drag
• Communist party T-shirts
• People ululating
• Children walking in the aisles
• Breast feeding in the pews
• Poor English
Friday, January 14, 2022
Thursday, January 13, 2022
Every year in recent years, the United Congregational Church has asked me to lead services in its far-flung parishes, or preach -- without notice. I always declined this double challenge (an unprepared service or sermon, in Afrikaans). Last Sunday I attended a United Congregational Church (above) -- and just in case, I memorised an entire sermon, in Afrikaans. Then there was no sermon at all! OBSERVATION: I said that next time, they could count on it that I would be ready.
Wednesday, January 12, 2022
Years ago now, I posted about an undertaker, who hurried around the graveside with advertisement boards, so that photographs at the graveside would advertise the undertaker. It gets worse. Now undertakers drop a coffin at a funeral service and hurry away to deliver the next one. Mourners are left looking about helplessly, wondering when the coffin can go. The undertakers drop the gravestone on a pile of dirt, to have it at the ready for speedy deployment. Then they fill a grave while people are worshiping at the next one, the wind blowing dirt in their faces, and the scraping of shovels drowning out the preacher. OBSERVATION: It is all a question of motive.
POSTSCRIPT: As if to confirm it, my blog posts were scanned and turned into advertisements for "cheap funeral plans", "cheap cremation" (and so on), on my computer screen.
I've had awful problems with my bank. They corrected course, though, and sent me an apology and a good-will payment (I joked that it was hush money). This post is about a hedge clause they keep sending me. This immediately impressed me for its gravitas, so I ran it through a computer analysis -- with this result:
Readers need a 15th grade level of education to understand.
Therefore, to comprehend the bank's hedge clause, one needs a three-year university education. Like so many documents, this contravenes the legal requirement of plain language in South Africa. It not only means that (likely) the majority of customers consent to something they cannot understand, but I think it perpetuates the passivity of the poor especially, in seeking to understand their own affairs.
POSTSCRIPT: While I first named my bank in this post, it is not vital to the point of the post, in fact could distract from it. I removed it, on my own opinion.
Tuesday, January 11, 2022
The happier side of the last post is that I used the PP3 battery for a new design. I have been thinking on it for months. Cape Town has a noon day gun. Years ago now, this gun went off as I was sitting below the face of Table Mountain. For about ten seconds, the echo rolled across the face of the mountain. I tried last year to record this. In spite of using a stereo CD-quality recorder, I didn't obtain a good result. I decided to design my own stereo microphone, therefore -- using a PP3 battery. OBSERVATION: I have tested the microphone successfully, but not for its ultimate purpose.
Monday, January 10, 2022
During the past year, I had various intrusions in my Internet accounts. This included edits of my accounts, some of which very visible -- the most recent being last week, open to public view. In two cases, Google identified the source of intrusions as IP 188.8.131.52. No other source was identified. IP Location Net then provided -33.9258, 18.4232 as the first location result. ‘Organization Not Available’. Now look that up on Google Maps (shown). It is the prosecutors’ rooms in Cape Town. OBSERVATION: I have said that the Internet can play tricks on one, but I have asked the National Prosecuting Authority (NPA) for an explanation. This seems reasonable. I hope to indicate their response below this post.
POSTSCRIPT: The NPA typically responds within 24 hours, if only to acknowledge receipt. A week later, they are silent. I have re-sent my request.
Sunday, January 9, 2022
I say that some lapdogs are everybody’s lapdogs – only one doesn’t know it till one sees it. There are officials who are lapdogs to superiors. What a superior doesn’t always know is that their lapdog is everybody’s lapdog. So one may have the curious situation where an official shows great loyalty towards a superior, yet betrays them just as easily and eagerly, without their knowledge. OBSERVATION: This is not the same as the official who parts with a superior for reasons of conscience.