Victims of our own actions

After all, limes and fetes were still continuing apace here in God’s country.

Not long after, recession came home to us and a lot of us lost our jobs, our homes and our sanity. What followed is not at all funny.

Then came the words “bandit” and “banditry,” two more funny words being bandied about.

But I knew the real value of those words. I had first hand experience of what they could mean; the trauma, the nightmares upon remembering these evil forces intruding upon a person’s existence.

I began to feel afraid, but when I looked around, again others thought it was funny.

Again they thought that only other faceless people would be victims while they were going to be safe. On with the limes and parties with increased abandon.

Whenever I looked about I saw our female population of young age and questionable morals and no indication of a thought given to education and quality upbringing.

When I saw these girls with babies galore, one on the hip and one holding the mini-skirt hem or trying to grab a piece of their tight fitting pants, even then I realised that an industry was in the making of budding careers in anti social, anti-moral and anti-conscience activities that would defy reasoning.

And so it is today that we are living in fear.

An example of this manifested just last week when I went to the Warden’s Office to pay HandB taxes. The office remained closed because the staff refused to open until they had police security.

And funnily enough, while we were driving about in the hope that the office would open at some time, a police car was parked nearby with an officer and a young girl inside talking. But I digress because by now it is painfully apparent that the police department is full of unprofessional individuals.

These products of the immoral women have grown from a family tree of low, low quality producing low quality and being ignored by the social department until it is now a full blown epidemic unable to be controlled.

By now one might have realised that the current national mentality did not visit us one night and take hold.

Over time, it builds up starting very small and often unnoticed or untreated. Then when the citizens are least expecting to be inundated, here we are, victims of our own actions with no exceptions.