STOP REPORTING MY BLOG ON FACEBOOK! IT IS SOOOOOOOO CHILDISH!
5:56 AM SANDOWN, JOHANNESBURG
It is controversial living in ZA to say the least. Everywhere glass buildings are springing up, yet reports of international investor interest is apparently in the negative. Another 51 Billion rand is squandered by the ANC/GUPTA’S/ZUMA. Grace Mugabe flees facing trial for assault, Zuma jnr flees to Dubai, increasingly people are losing their jobs, the Western World argues Trump, Brexit, Putin and we continue to kill eachother physically and emotionally. Even this little blog has been reported and blocked by Facebook. I mean doll can you actually belieeeeeeeeve it. Me a hairdresser that endeavors to lend his voice to love.
I MEAN SERIOUSLY!
The first few times it happened, I thought I was doing something wrong. I am not the most tech savvy guy. When things go wrong I am like, “ Haibo, marrawe, now what, bliksem.” Eventually I understood that a somebody other laid a complaint. Now considering that that I have been respectful in my approach on spiritual matters, never display overtly sexual content, refrain from using foul language, mostly, and don’t incite violence or hate; phenomena is perhaps the word as to why someone might report my blog. The only 2 conclusions I can draw are hairdressing counterparts who are trying to stop me from marketing myself through this medium or political people who hate hearing the truth. Huuuuuuuney, sweetie, daaaaarlin’ bookie, angel, luuuuvie whoever you are grow the $&#! up.
Dear SABC, SAA, ANC< strong>COULD YOU PLEASE JUST ADMIT YOUR FAULTS. Give up and give that guy a chance. I promise you that pride only drags one to do things that make matters worse. Been there, done that, got the T-shirt and certainly washed the floor with said shirt. The crises is not in raising the flag of surrender, it is the continuation of making fools of yourselves by sucking the marrow out of the bone in a country fraying. Your legacy of freedom has and is blood. The emotional blood of those that died for it that you squandered. Throughout history leaders rise and fell. Each had its season. If there is any conscience in you, any love for this country put pride aside and give another the chance to raise the Phoenix out of the ashes that you so eloquently burnt to cinders.
From the mouths of your people…. “Eish, not again!”
Yes, we all aspire to great wealth, fame, success and influence. The difference is how we get there. Will we be remembered as doing so in a manner that frees others to do the same, or that keeps them captive as slaves to our protocol?
I made this little video, both to market myself as a stylist but also hope that it inspires in you creativity. Creativity enough to think out of the confines of an overcrowded box that suffocated ourselves at large. We all need a bit of fresh air! Don’t be afraid to get some by booking your SLIPTOVER and save a penny too.
Stay your amazing self!