TRANSCENDING ATTITUDE TOWARDS SEXUAL ACCEPTANCE

Not that it’s anybody’s business, however there are individuals in our social order that believe that people are suppose to be judge by the amount of people that they bed or sleep with. Some even go as far as judging people walking in the streets as to what type of sexual preference, they are inclined to fall under – Lesbians, Gay, Straight or Bisexual, without knowing anything about them.

This mental perverted social happening has been going on for ages, where women would fall victim to men who distinguish them as mere sexual objects to please their sexual fantasies and sexual edges. Women, were and still are an easy target to such perverted male attitudes toward women.  To this day, young girls are forced to marry older men when they are suppose to attend school and further their education – “Ukuthwala”.   

Take the rape justification that’s been used against Lesbians around South Africa – Corrective Rape. When someone is being raped, there is nothing corrective in the darkness of forcing that someone to spread their legs,  when being gagged, trying to scream for help - when their genetic makeup attracts them to other women of a similar nature and not men.

The troubling part about this, is that there are ‘face-clipped’ individuals who believe that when they don’t see any woman or man walking in the streets with a person of the opposite sex or interacting with a person of the opposite sex openly, publicly, then that person must have some form of handicap in their loin area that prohibit them to perform sexual acts with the opposite sex.
  

Is it right for one to take a glimpse at any individual and form a premise about their sexual affairs, whether be it Lesbian, Gay, Straight or Bisexual? Is it right for one to take a decision to alter any individual’s sexual genetic order preference, by force or form of corrective rape?

Now, the most disturbing flip-of-the-coin about Gay and Lesbian folk  is, knowing that there are people who understand and accept their sexual genetic makeup, without being Gay or Lesbian themselves. They want to impose what comes naturally to them, to people who are hereditarily heterosexual, but have no qualms with sharing, interacting or associating with them. It is called “Transcending Attitude Towards Acceptance”.  

With the difficulty that the world has with the strain of the pandemic of HIV/Aids, people who commit such dehumanising acts, do not have a clue on the iniquity and consequences they will have in creating an imbalance in our society. Clearly these ‘face-clipped’ individuals do not see the whole picture.       

The social order around the world is a multifaceted plethora of different personalities, different mindsets, different attitudes and different genetic makeup, as a result different sexual preferences. However being matured about people, is being able to transcend your attitude towards accepting others for who and what they are – with of cause eradicating abuse in every manner.

Do not be a pervert that creates sexual conclusions about people you’ve never had sex with. At any rate, a society that keep on looking at what goes on in other people’s crouches makes for a sick society.    

WORD TO A NEW SEXUAL ACCEPTANCE REVOLUTION

By Linda Sakazi Thwala    

   

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MOTHERS THAT ABHOR THEIR OWN

Believe it or not, there are mothers out there who think less of their own children in this world. The hatred is rooted from neglect; no not necessarily from their own parents’ neglect but from unmitigated abandonment from their fathers.

Some children who grow up without their fathers, grow up with a perception that men are a breed of species that are invisible from their lives, besides the uncle or grandfather that untimely pitch in whenever they want to. Hence everything they aspire to have: nurture, love, protection, education and a warm meal every dinner time, will be provided for by their never shaken mother.

However, some mothers never fall victim to post-natal depression but, emit to a much destructive form of depression – mid life crisis. This is when a mother reaches a stage in their middle years of their life and realise that they still want to be little girls, dress up like their own teenage girls and go gallivanting with different men, in the name of fun, forgetting their children’s emotional and mental well being. An unhealthy maternal regress which creates a drift between a mother and her children.        

Mothers are an important foundation to a child’s well being, therefore if a mother fails her own child or children by assuming and emulating childish behavior, just because they have reached a phase in their life where they think that they need a reprieve from their motherly duties. A menopausal dilemma, or not? Some mothers fall into this trap, and create a circle of abuse in their households.

When there is a relationship breakdown between a mother and his child/children’s father the loathing amongst them can burn their child/children's attitude towards life, and can make the mother of the child loathe the very image that was procreated with love. Seemingly forging a space in a woman's heart to get rid of this child/children as soon as possible.        

When this happens an unnecessary verbal, and at times physical altercation between the girlish mother and their teenage or adult child/children leads to the huge family breakdown in many ways than one, which in most cases initiates a lifelong emotional struggle. 

Mother who are jammed in such an emotional imbalance are most liable to spread rumours about their own child/children; be verbally abusive; throw tantrums and call the police without a viable reason; be financially unwilling and nonsupport to their child/children’s needs. Worst scenario – disappear in their child/children’s life.   

Mothers who think less of their child/children, do not know the joy and love that children who are well taken care of and brought up with respect, education – do not know the intuitive wisdom of loving your won and the holistic rewards one will be blanketed when they are wrinkled, frail and need loving nurturing aide.

WORD TO A NEW MOTHERLY LOVE REVOLUTION 

By Linda Sakazi Thwala

THE SELF AND RESPECT

When the self carries its self with respect, it is reflected with perpetual respect, love, humility and honour, from every corner of the universe. Respect is love of, if not thee most enduring pillars of self-love, and self-pride.  It is from this pillar of self-love: respect, that people form high expertise and opinion about another person, which  can be positive or negative.

In today’s social cohesion, people are respected for various kinds of interpersonal relations, whether business related or intimate relationships. However some of these associations are based on a negative pillar of respect – arrogance.

Arrogance is a poison to the self, which leads to a person thinking that they are superior to others in all likely ways in life, therefore no one else matters by crook or trait. Arrogance, in most junctures, leads individuals to committing unremitting crimes against other individuals, nations and humanity. An example would be heads-of-states who believe that because, they were given a mandate to guide their nations, now they have the right to manipulate power and corrupt the whole governing system; which of cause forcibly lead to many of these heads-of-states, facing crimes against humanity.

In many homes around the world, you find that adults are disrespected by their own conceited children. Children who lack, self-love and self-respect - no, not by any means that their parents don’t have respect. It’s the failure to instil respect and self-love that makes children unruly and conceited towards others, which brings an abusive game and shame within the household. Creating an unrelenting circle of abuse of children-to-adults that will filter into our society.

The positive side of respect creates a well rounded individual, that aims to build themselves and others without humiliating, disrespecting or dehumanizing others. Which is the positive filled with all the aspects of self-transcending-love; self-esteem, self-worth, self-consistency, self-love and self-respect.

On the other hand, there is a fine line between narcissism and self-transcending-love which affect the three essentials of self - Mental Exercise, Emotional Exercise, and Physical Exercise. A conceited individual starts off with a decorous façade of success, when in reality they are headed for a humongous calamity overflowing with corruption. In opposition to conceit - an individual with respect starts on a modest path of love, hard work and charity that takes them to a life teeming with abundance and longevity.

Parents need to teach their children to have respect for them, for their household, for themselves and for other people.  A lesson that perpetual respect, love, humility and honour brings endless rewards in their loves, which is not shame but fame.

WORD TO A NEW SELF-RESPECT  REVOLUTION

By Linda Sakazi Thwala

“To be left alone on the tightrope of youthful unknowing is to experience the excruciating beauty of full freedom and threat of eternal indecision.”  Dr. Maya Angelou

THE AIM OF RELIGION IN THE WORLD EMBELLISHED BY GLUTTONY

THE  FACE  OF RELIGION IS EMBELLISHED WITH GLUTTONY AND GREEDY PEOPLE WHO CLAIM  TO KNOW THE REAL CONSCIOUSNESS OF THE WORD

There is uncertainty to what religion means to us and the greater communities of our nations (humanity) in this latter day mission to faith. More and more focus is placed on acquiring material wealth, rather than reaching for the hearts of the “meek”. Many people are being doped, into assorted  religious affairs that promises eternal healing, giving endless riches to the verisimilitude leaders, however leaving many robbed of their daily essential provisions.

Around the world, especially in the African landscape, the aim of religion is obscured, with false Prophets arising out of the need to gain wealth from the needy rather than to improve the lives of those that are destitute. South Africa is one place that is filled with such occurrences of pseudo-instant-healing Pastors; who come in the form of Christian faith missionary leaders – cults, claiming the “WORD” as their weapon.  

In Johannesburg and surrounding areas, nomadic religious missionary cults are prevalent, with leaders from other countries in the African terrain. Making religion a business, filled with performances of the “WORD” and scams to make the faithful pull out their last “Rand”, their last “Dollar”, their last “Bread” hoping blessings shall be bestowed upon them, and they shall be saved from eternal damnation.

Karl Marx once cautioned, “…it is not the consciousness of men which determines their existence, but, on the contrary, it is their social existence which determines their consciousness.”

History is bedecked with people who are manufactured by their existence; people who claim that they are the chosen ones that will lead people from darkness to light, only paving the way to their extermination - using the “WORD” as their phony consciousness.

This new age uncertainty to phony wordy consciousness, coupled with greed, has marched the world into a chaotic order, and created false Prophets. Prophets who predict the end of the world; who go to hotels and lock themselves up for a whole weekend, only to wake-up to a reality that the world is still going around the sun, dawning in the east and dusking in west.

The unfortunate thing about the reality to life, is that no man on earth possesses supernatural godly powers, that enables one to bring the dead to the living, or take away a terminal disease from the terminally ill. Yes, the world does have people who can foretell the past and the future, however none of these people are Messianic in temperament and aptitude. They only aspire to be, however in so doing , do more damage.  

The truth about humanity and all its social stance, is that in the face of giving hope to the hopeless; love to the hated; healing to the beaten, and care to the needy – the face of religion is embellished with gluttony and greedy people who claim to know the real consciousness of the word. Its original purpose lost in tainted hands of humankind.

WORD TO THE NEW TRUE WORD REVOLUTION    

By Linda Sakazi Thwala    

Not a Nineties Baby, walk forged and shaped  by the tears formatted by the Gas. Dripping unto Mellow Yellows and Hippos. Shouted the unknown Mandela’s name barricaded by stones of Calvary – Kiwi, Coca Cola trucks going up in smoke; somersaulting, rolling with burning flames and blood in hand. Not a Nineties Baby! I was born in the seventies, witnessed the eighties’ uprising - Comrade! Word to the Power of Light! NELSON MANDELA, AND BANTU BIKO are my philosophy.

A Tribute to ANDREW MAPHETO: Thembisa’s Iconic Radiance to the Struggle, Gone Too Soon

YOUNG: Andrew Mapheto

The life of Andrew Mapheto, affectionately known as “Ranjo” by his comrades; a man that the street, Andrew Mapheto Drive in Thembisa (Formerly known as Tembisa, in Gauteng, Johannesburg) township is named after, was a collage of historical existence filled with religious and political activity that bestowed the Mapheto name with an honor that is refined by a burning radiance of love, misunderstanding, sorrow, a struggle for emancipation, democracy and a yearning for a better future for the people of Thembisa and South Africa as a whole – a fighter against white domination, which led to his incarceration in Robben Island after the Pietermaritzburg Treason Trial.

A lettering compendium of an agent of hope, that placed Mapheto’s name into the confirms and archives of the African National Congress (ANC), for the underground; was forged by the unfortunate misgivings of the apartheid system which he was inadvertently born into on the 21st of October 1958, in Soweto, Molapo section, to his father Reverend Makgale Phineas Mapheto, who was the minister in charge of the Sophiatown Branch of Kgopotso Apostolic Faith Church and a member of the ANC and Communist Party (who later joined the Liberal Party, when the ANC and Communist Party were banned in 1962), and his mother Martha Mapheto bringing happiness to the Mapheto family.

As a toddler in 1959 Mapheto and his two sisters Rebecca and Meme were taken to Senekal in the Free State, the birthplace of their mother, by his mother, (where his parents were married in 1954) when his father was arrested under the Group Area’s Act, for entering Johannesburg without a Reference Book; an event that led to the untimely death of his mother, in 1962, to an unanticipated short illness in a Senekal hospital.

In 1963 after his father’s second marriage to, Ms Limakatse Martha Thobena, and a nasty paternity tussle between his father and his in-laws for his three children in the Free Sate, Mapheto and his two siblings moved back to Soweto to live with their father, however due to his father’s obligation to the Bantu Presbyterian Church which he joined in 1965 during a tent gathering by the Dorothea Mission, at White City, in Jabavu, Soweto that demanded him to attend ministerial studies, they were sent to live with their father’s parents in Malekapane Village in Pieterburg, were Mapheto began his scholastic education in GaMphahlele Village – later obtaining his primary school education in Bloemhof were the family had relocated due to his father’s ministerial commitments.

Later in 1965 when Andrew was seven years old, the Mapheto family relocated to Tembisa, were his father was to assume a leadership position as a Reverend for the Bantu Presbyterian Church, therefore was entrusted with a mission to start a new branch for the church. The church was initiated by a small troop of worshipers that gather in the dining-room of Reverend Mapheto’s four-roomed house, at no. 609 Mashemong section – troops, who shortly that same year converted their faith to the Baptist Church when Mapheto senior decided to join the latter.

Mapheto become a loyal follower of his father’s Baptist parish; he was a well mannered young man and incessantly attended the Baptist Sunday Bible School class, as result topped everyone that took part in those classes, in the whole Republic.

In the early days of 1976 Mapheto left Tembisa to visit the Selatle family, in Molapho and decided to register at the Central Western Jabavu High School (CWJ) and started studying there for his secondary education, whilst staying with the Selatles. However, due to the 1976 Student Uprising, and the chaos that ensued, Mapheto decided in June that year to go back to Tembisa and enrolled in Thembisa High School. (Popularly known as Thembisa High)

Immediately after enrolling in Thembisa High, in July 1976, as young comrade, Mapheto was an instrumental leader in mobilizing students in and about Tembisa to march against the injustices and defective Bantu Education system that forced Bantu students in the Republic to learn all their subjects in the apartheid oppressor’s propagated language – Afrikaans.

Following the March, Mapheto was hounded by the Security Branch (SB) and his adopted brother, Thabo Mapheto (born 1960) fell victim to the SB’s harassment tactics, when he was apprehended at Kgatlatso Primary School and beaten to a pulp, for not knowing his brother’s whereabouts.

Thereafter Thabo Mapheto fearful of the SB, clandestinely disappeared only to resurface in Lusaka as Moffet Mapheto, when his letter reached their father a month later that same year. ( Thabo committed suicide in Lusaka that same year – shot himself)

Mapheto’s first attempt to leave the country, with a friend, via a Alexandra Township contact was crushed when Mapheto and his friend, accompanied by Mapheto’s father, Reverend Makgale Mapheto learned that their contact was regrettably detained at a local police station. Nevertheless, Mapheto’s persistence, and “self-starter” attitude led him to an underground ANC route through an educator Teacher Nkosi, that led to Lusaka. (Nkosi was later sentenced for Aiding and Abetting the banned ANC and Communists - Mapheto’s father was asked to testify in his trial)

In September 1976 Andrew Ranjo Mapheto, aged Nineteen-Years-Old (19) succeeded in evading, both the Security Branch and South African Police, when he went to exile, reaching Lusaka, Zambia and pledged allegiance to the African National Congress, and joined Umkhonto We Sizwe (MK), the Military wing of the ANC, after an intensive guerilla training in Angola and Lusaka. Mapheto subsequently rose to the rank of Regional Political Commissar in MK.

He was sent back to South Africa in 1979 to reconnoiter, mobilize and execute military sabotage orders for MK and securely, immediately returned to his camp in Lusaka.

Mapheto came back to South Africa with an Identity Document as “Mandla Natalie Khumalo” for the second mission in late 1979 and was captured in Tzaneen that same year, together with Jimmy Ngobeni and others; they were taken to John Vorster Prison, then Modderbee Prison . Later, he was charged for High Treason and sentenced to fifteen years to Robben Island in the famous Pietermaritzburg Treason Trial.

In Robben Island Andrew Mapheto and his fellow comrades, Ronnie Mamoepa, Joseph Molabo, Sakhi Macozoma, Grant Shezi, Mzi Khumalo, Thomas Masukhu (who was responsible for recruiting Solomon Mahlangu), and David Moisi, to name but few - were in the “Paint Span” (Paint Job) and were in charge of the communication network between the top brass and the outside world. And they were all dedicated to their studies.

”We were the scholars of politics and the revolution, studying other revolutions – how to bring other revolutions into our ideology. Understanding the history of humankind and the world, studying the history of the ANC. We were revolutionaries.” reminisced Ronnie Mamoepa (Department of Home Affairs’ Deputy General for Communication and spokesperson)

While in prison, Mapheto had a Junior Certificate (JC), and strived to farther his education, obtaining his Standard Eight to Matric through correspondence, with only four subjects (five subjects were required). He then enrolled for a BSc Degree with the University of South Africa (UNISA), with Mathematics and Statistics as his majors. Leading up to his release from prison Mapheto had almost completed his Degree.

As prisoner 19/5710, Mapheto served eleven years of his sentence and was released, together with Tokyo Sexwale and some of his comrades, on the 9th of June 1990. (PRISONER 19/5710 MAPHETO ANDREW 10 MPHO BAPTIST CHURCH; TEMBISA; KEMPTON PARK DATE ADMITTED : 79.11.15 - DATE RELEASED : 90.06.09 - Robben Island Political Prisoners | South African History Online) 


When he was released between 1990 and 1994 Mapheto was involved with the Reorganising Committee for the ANC in the Pretoria-Witwatersrand-Vereeniging (P.W.V) region branches which incorporated Katorus, Johannesburg, Tembisa, and Greater Pretoria, for the upcoming National Election that summoned the start of our Democratic State.

He was the co-founder of the ANC branch in Tembisa and was elected Chairperson, whilst Doctor Mamathole Motshekga was elected vice-chairperson for the region. He was also extensively involved with the Institute for a Democratic Alternative for South Africa (IDASA).

Later in 1994, because of his “unique qualities” in finance, the ANC sent him to attend in one of the world’s leading and influential Banks, JP Morgan Bank, in New York City, were he stayed for two years refining his trade; returning to South Africa in the middle of the year in 1995. Where in August that year he joined the Rand Merchant Bank as a Senior Manager entrusted with numerous responsibility, including the Restructuring of State Assets.

In October 1995, two months after his return, aged 37 years old, Andrew Ranjo Mapheto’s light of life was prematurely extinguished when his car overturned, in Sasolburg, Free State on his way back from a funeral that he had attended with friends, colleagues and family members. There were three other people with him in the car that he was driving.

Lamented by his family and friends as, “an educator, manager, initiator, leader, organizer, thinker and facilitator – an assertive person on matters of principle”, Tembisa’s iconic radiance to the struggle and freedom, gone too soon.

“The man that the street Andrew Mapheto Drive in Thembisa township is named after”

WORD TO COMRADE ANDREW MAPHETO'S FORGOTTEN REVOLUTION

By Linda Sakazi Thwala

Linda Sakazi Thwala

Occupations: Journalist, Poet and Spiritual Healer

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I HAVE A MAN BUT DO OTHER MEN!!

I never knew that thinking of yourself first, especially when it comes to the vanity of upholding a good moral standard, it terms of relationships, makes one ‘self-centered’. I never knew that, not until a girl that I met in a taxi on my way home, who happens to live in my vicinity, sent me a rather confusing message, after I had suggested we exchange numbers and communicate for a while, she readily agreed.

A Short Message Service (SMS) beeped through my cell one evening, that read: “So I guess I’ll be losing out on a wonderful friendship but I can understand that, some people would rather have 0 (zero) contact than to continue in the direction extremely opposite to their expectation. I see this is a very familiar pattern with you and I’ve not known you long enough to come to any clear conclusion about you but don’t you ever feel like maybe you should do some introspection since the common denominator in the cycle is you. I’m not being judgmental or trying to play therapist but there are a few things you can do that might bring you different results next time. You can’t do the same thing over and over and expecting different outcomes. I am girl, I have a little knowledge about this breed but hey 0 (zero) contact is cool by me.”

Yes, I had formatted expectations about her, the third occasion I saw this graceful dark deliciously scholarly poised young lady in the same route home, with a book in hand. No, my expectations were not just a rudimentary friendship with just a woman. I wanted to know her and everything about her – what tinge made her body and soul tingle and appease; her likes and dislikes, her perceptions, optimism and skepticism about life.

I decided to give it a shot, give her a call and we initiated transverse cellphone conversations, stretching three weeks; chatting about this and that and everything under the sun, her biblical beliefs and library collection, her preferred emotive color and musical taste. Our conversations went on until, she earnestly, distinctly told me she was not seeking for a relationship with any other man because, she is in a long-term relationship with a guy that she evidently adored and had christened her “Man”.

When a woman tells you that she is in a loving relationship with her man, and is not seeking an alternative to what she has. And you are a ‘single’ guy, that had formatted dreamily ideas of falling in love, had stated your intentions initially, of being in a loving relationship with that same woman. Not a platonic relationship but, a fully fledged romantic courtship; and were told to quell those thoughts not for now or maybe later but forever, that means you are not getting anywhere.

Therefore, I politely asked this beautiful scholarly poised young lady to forget about me calling her and conversing with her about this and that and everything under the sun. Why? She unequivocally stated that she had a “man” that she unquestionably adored, and was not thinking of letting go anytime soon. “Zero contact” I pleaded with her.

Hence, the dubious reply that convicted my personality to the confines of “self-centered” dome. I was utterly flabbergasted! How can I be “self-centered” when I was single in status and she was in a supposedly loving relationship with a “man” she undoubtedly adores, however wants me to constantly call her for long late night chats? Am I missing something? Do you love your man or do you want me?

Vanity goes a long way, and one of these self-important ways is knowing that other people do have feelings too, especially other men - wrecking another man’s house falls short to self-importance.

I did an “introspection” after she told me she was in a “loving relationship” with a “man” that she faithfully adores very much, the common denominator in the cycle being her “man”, not I. Thus, decided that to save us getting into an emotional whirl-wind that will lead her to infidelity, I have to distance myself from this palpable ‘tragi-romance’ situation. I guess in retrospect, I failed to foresee that her intentions were to be unfaithful. If it means I am “self-centered” so be it.

WORD TO A NEW LOVING RELATIONSHIP REVOLUTION

By Linda Sakazi Thwala

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