If you don’t like it here, Leave
Cedric de la Harpe’s first book, when published, he considered If you don’t like it here, Leave, so radical that he published under, Cedric@washing-of-spears.com
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During 2009 to 2010, Cedric de la Harpe became very aware that the ‘born free’ youth, would disrupt South Africa before 2019, unless the ‘white cage; mentality, mindset, started to open their ears and eyes to the damage done to our people, and that still continued.
At this stage, even one of the most respected liberals, told Cedric hs was crazy to even think that there existed any anti-white feelings in our country:
The following comment was used when publishing in 2010.
The first six drafts to this manuscript included who this Mahlungu is, his life during the entire Apartheid period, ninety-nine percent typically white, first entering Soweto in July 2004, discovering the love and warmth, and respect that we never expected.
The fifty pages that I wrote on how we faced the perceived dangers that we were about to face, many whites would understand, so without the fifty page contribution, you will imagine the first journey. For years I have skirted our findings on the damage done to our society during the period, 1984 to 1994, today I extend this period to 1980, mainly because I have studied many of the academic documents, they are ‘to say the least’ confusing.
Always needing to balance their comments with the comment document of another academic, confirming what we have found on the ground, yet balancing it with option that it does not really exist.
The academics while discussing the ‘lost generation’ are in conflict about the age and gender of this group, I see a core of youth, boys and girls, that were born during the period, 1970 to 1975, give or take a few years, that are central to this period, but the damage done to this community stretches from their children to their parents, thus, we will refer to it as the ‘silent generation’ to avoid direct comparison. Added to that, these academics use words that I do not understand, and even the old dictionary on my desk, can’t assist. On one hand, some of these interviews conducted by the Academic’s would frighten me, while on the other hand, I see a fair amount of exaggeration in the interviews.
I have conducted many interviews, most, without and preparation, always seeking exact details, to confirm some level of honesty, many trashed. This very brief insight into how I see the need for ‘survival’ in our country, why I see a need to wake the country up to the risks, the need to survive, and how we can survive, is aimed at alerting the different segments of the community, to just how much we do not understand each other, and just how differently we see each other.
So, the historical accuracy of the incidents discussed in the process of understanding the SURVIVAL TRIANGLE, is only as accurate as you would like to believe it is. If this short comment encourages you to think of the issues, whether you believe it happened, could have happened, may happen, or will happen, your thought process will take our country forward. I have no academic qualifications, and all my comments, research, and findings, are based on the experience since escaping from the simulator. Any perceived criticism of your personal seat, whether from inside the ‘white cage‘ simulator, or in the Black Cage, the Extreme Right-Wing, or one of my family members, has no malice intent.
Chameleon Cedric de la Harpe
When I first published through Amazon, this is how I described my thinking, it has changed, but I must add, it will add to the reason to challenge my mindset:
Born into the ‘white cage’ in 1947, living the life of a politically unaware white South African, with minds so programmed that we do see the black people outside the employer / employee relationship, and provided they were good servants, we never have a problem.
Thanks to our leaders, Nelson Mandela and FW de Klerk, the Nobel Peace Prize laureates, our ‘white cage’ life hardly sees the transition period, as we go into peaceful New Democracy.
Then in July 2004 we find ourselves in the ‘black cage’, received only in love and warmth, and discovering the magic in the Townships and the Villages. We become very aware of the lack of social skills in the youth group, and attribute this to the lack of sport and recreation in the Townships. By 2007 we get involved in rehabilitating the damage that we could see, and as the months pass, we learn from the community, while they are learning from us.
By July 2009 a young black girl asks, “But Cedric do you not know that all black youth hate whites?” And over the next six weeks we start to understand the animosity that is bubbling in the black youth, we start to understand the link to the farm murders.
During the first six months of 2011, we hear many warnings of ‘poverty rising up against the wealthy’, the ‘volcano that can erupt’, the ‘threat of the un-employed’, and as our friends in the Township prefer to refer to it, the ‘pot will boil over’.
By July 2011, five years after our then minister of Safety and Security, Mr. Charles Nqakula’s comment, “If you don’t like it (crime) here, Leave”, we are still faced with high levels of violent crime, the numbers of police massacred increasing by the month, and the farm murders and mutilation of their bodies still taking place regularly, we need to ask whether the minister’s warning was the wise option for us to take.
The South African economic sector is drawn into the fray with the ANCYL passing a mandate to ‘Nationalize the Mines’, ‘Control the Banks’, and ‘Expropriate Farm Land without compensation’, stimulating another invitation to leave the country.
From inside the ‘black cage’ we understand the need to make peace, the need to stop waiting and to take the vision of a peaceful South Africa that Nelson Mandela brought to South Africa, to the next stage, where we all contribute to the South African heritage.
The ‘Time for Washing of Spears’ is here, ‘Uke gezwa kwe Mikhonto’.
If you don’t like it here, Leave, was much too direct, so Cedric then starts his mission into fiction, letting the reader believe his stories are no more than fiction.