Good morning
As we head into the weekend, I want to thank that class of people in South Africa who are constantly underestimated, undermined and attacked. The farmers.
In South Africa, farmers are constantly being brutally attacked and murdered as part of some sort of an insane ongoing vendetta. There are people in Parliament who spew "Kill the farmer, Kill the Boer" rhetoric with not even one word of censure. 'Boer' is Afrikaans for farmer but, in the context of South Africa, has come to mean a white person.
Murder statistics in South Africa are horrendous by any standard but white farmers, at a staggering 95 / 100,000 bear the greatest burden. In a country of a reported 62 to 63 million people, where, according to STATSSA, in 2022 7.3% of the population was classified as white, this statistic is even more disturbing.
To add to that burden, South African President, Cyril Rhamaphosa in January 2025 signed into law that property (not only land) can be expropriated without compensation for any reason deemed by parliament to be in the public interest. This is a frightening culmination of a development which has been many years in the making.
The sad truth is that, while many white people do not want to leave South Africa, the reality is that, as the country deteriorates into further crime-ridden chaos, in which more than 116 additional race-discriminatory laws (as at 2022) have been introduced, they may be forced to do so.
The good news is that many major farming countries, among others, The Netherlands, Argentina, New Zealand, the USA and Russia are welcoming South African farmers. Now that the world spotlight is shining on South Africa's crime and discriminatory laws, South African farmers may find other safe countries where they are welcome.
https://x.com/i/status/1887696912591065162 This is a testimony from a South African who is a legal immigrant in America.
Anyway, enough of the doom and gloom and welcome to the weekend.
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| Rickety Farm Gate (Source - GAI) |
He who knows a farm gate
Knows a gate
The rickety clanking
Impossible to move
Farm gate
Through acres of bushes
Brush and scrub
He passes on horseback
On foot
In a cart
To reach his destination
He knows the gate’s never ever left open
On pain of his and other death
The rickety clanking
Impossible to move
Farm gate
He is a farmer
One of a breed
He knows a farm gate
Knows the life and death need
To keep the damn thing closed
He who knows a farm gate
Knows a gate
Impossible to move
Farm gate
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