If I Were A Girl

Let’s face it; you’re a lot less likely to hear a song with that title. I guess a lot of guy musicians don’t care that much about being girls. Not even for a day.Yet every other female “songstress” wants to either ‘Act like a boy’ or they spend a good five minutes or so screaming at the top of their voices about what they would get up to if they were...

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Age Restricted

We live in a very interesting country.A country where your age is pretty much a determining factor with regard to the law and all that’s related to it. You’re allowed to do certain things at certain ages that don’t necessarily make a lot of sense once you sit down and think about them.The main thing that I want you to think about here is sex. Not that...

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Hobbilessness

It's no joke.It's actually pretty sad how so many black people go around their day-to-day lives without hobbies.I was watching Miss SA on Monday, and noticed how all the black people (all but one) didn't really have any hobbies as they were shown strutting their stuff catwalk style. One of them actually listed 'singing in a choir' as her hobby. What...

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Scrutinize my ass!

So there’s this ad on TV. It’s some ad about protecting oneself (yes, I said ‘oneself’) from HIV and all that comes with it. Tag-line: "Scrutinize, turn HIV into HI-Victory". Crappy animation but great message.Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m all about an HIV-free generation, but this one really got me thinking. It seems the basic idea around this one...

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Take it away black people!

Let’s face it. In line with whole brand consciousness that black people are famous for; the next most favourite thing black people love… is take-aways.It doesn’t matter where or what they eat. Take-away is a must. KFC, Spur, Wimpy, anywhere they eat. They just gotta have… a “doggy bag”.After spending only one week, of being exposed to only a handful...

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I never told you

My life is ok.I’m happy as hell.I’m not sure how you are.The last time I saw you, you were smiling, so that’s the image I carry with me always. Actually the very last time I ever saw you, you were all squashed up in the back seat of a taxi. I tried to get your attention. I thought of calling you but I knew it would be minutes before the phone rang...

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It's about the connection

That’s really all it’s about. Connection. Connections.Look around. There’s probably something next to you that you feel some sort of connection towards. If anything were to happen to that particular thing you would feel like something’s gone wrong somewhere in the world. And then when you take a step back, you realize that it’s really only a thing....

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I am a writer

I’ve realised something.I’m a writer. Wondering how I know… I think like one. I can’t just relax and have normal breakfast like everyone else around me without noticing how they eat. How they carry themselves, etc.I noticed this morning as I was having breakfast and couldn’t wait to get back to my room and write about it. Not only then, but for the...

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