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My freedom day was spent alone in the comfort of my own zone, the comfort of my home. Why? Because I have the freedom to do so
My freedom day was spent alone in the comfort of my own zone, the comfort of my home. Why? Because I have the freedom to do so
Most of my freedom day I spent curled up in bed. No radio, TV, Newspaper or Internet.
There was no moment where I was reminiscent of the price that was paid or bloodshed for my freedom, no moment where I was nostalgic about a past struggle that I was not a part of
My freedom day was peaceful man. In fact, at some stage I forgot that it was Freedom day.
Call me ungrateful, inconsiderate or even ignorant.
Typical born free perhaps.... History is only what I have read and heard about
I can only judge what now is based on what once was
My country is celebrating 17 years of democracy, a milestone in deed.
Its 17:00, I need to prepare for my show, I finally switch on the radio and go on the Internet and there it was... In my face
Hate speech trial
Police brutality
Racial Slurs
Lack of tolerance towards leaders in minority parties-booing them
My South Africa
My democracy of only 17 years
I guess it’s to be expected and understood, like a rebellious adolescent teenager trying t o find their way, struggling their way through, hitting walls from time to time.
We have to understand and tolerate those who still don’t understand or tolerate others
Politically free? Yes. Economically free? Debatable
My freedom day was exactly that... MINE
