I have said it many times - I don’t believe a magical big event is going to come along and turn South Africa overnight into a brilliantly successful country or alternatively make it suddenly collapse.
Most South Africans, I believe, are waiting for the big event to happen, like the 2010 World Cup suddenly putting SA on the map, instantly turning round crime and corruption whilst solving all the countries woes immediately. An alternative example others believe is the unlikely event of Jacob Zuma becoming president whereupon most believe the country will be ruined and South Africa will overnight become a stereotypical failed African country with widespread crime, corruption and economic disaster!
I don’t subscribe to either of these views, I believe South Africa is currently beset by a general across the board decline, it is occurring gradually where, over time, as a country we continue to lose pace with the rest of the world. I admit I do not know which way SA will go over the next 50 years but I do choose to live in hope that things will turn around and gradually begin to improve.
Unfortunately though if we continue on our current path this will not happen. To turn it around we all need to take an interest in politics and current affairs, we all need to be pro-active about improving South Africa and ultimately hold people in democratic positions of power accountable for what they are doing.
Someamongus wrote today how he feels, being a political commentator, as though his posts always seems to be critical of South Africa. But in my opinion this shows that at least he is doing something, albeit critical, he still cares! Today I came across an article that appeared in The Spectator, unfortunately it is a subscription only site so I will publish it here. An interesting piece which sets out to explain exactly why and how the author believes SA has decayed to its current point. If you care about South Africa, as I do, then you will take the time to read it.
RIAN MALAN, The Spectator
Published: Saturday, November 18, 2006
When the winter rains closed in on Cape Town I thought, to heck with with it, I’m selling and moving somewhere sunny. To this end, I asked the cleaning lady, Primrose Gwayana, to come in and help spruce up the house. We were scrubbing and painting and what have you when Primrose’s broom bumped the dining table, and crack - a leg snapped off. I thought, uh-oh, here’s an omen. Something awful is going to happen. And it has.
Nine months ago, South Africa seemed to be muddling through in a happy-go-lucky fashion. The economy was growing, albeit slowly. Trains ran, if not exactly on time. If you called the police, they eventually came. We thought our table was fairly solid, and that we would sit at it indefinitely, quaffing that old Rainbow Nation ambrosia.
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