I must also add:
I have never been a fan of Mr Terre’Blanche, his ideologies or his party, nor could I even imagine swinging that far right. But this came so at the wrong time. And Malema continuing to spew his idiotic hate-speech is not helping matters. World Cup or no World Cup, there is serious trouble coming now, and for the first time in a very, very long time, I am afraid for my country.
I remember growing up in the turbulent 80s. I remember learning how to identify bombs in our schools, doing bomb drills, and wondering who will plant the next one (the far left or far right). I remember working in the middle of Jo’burg in the early 90s as a very young adult, often having to run from my bus stop to the office I worked in dodging bullets and wondering if today was to be the day where the office tower I worked in would be the one caught in the cross-fire. I remember the fear. That is the fear I woke up with this morning.
So, today, I woke up with a prayer for South Africa. A prayer for a peaceful resolution to our current conflict, peaceful, bloodless road forward, and that this country can truly be a place where all people in the country benefit from living here, not just the well-connected fat cats.
May all beings everywhere plagued
with sufferings of body and mind
quickly be freed from their illnesses.
May those frightened cease to be afraid,
and may those bound be free.
May the powerless find power,
and may people think of befriending
May those who find themselves in trackless, fearful wilderness--
the children, the aged, the unprotected--
be guarded by beneficent celestials,
and may they swiftly attain Buddhahood.