The below quote is from the News 24 website dated today - 26/01/2008
Spokesperson for Tonga police station, Constable Mzwandile Nyambi, said police had opened an attempted murder and rape case.
"It is the first time that our police station has had to attend to this kind of case. We don't even know whether to call it rape or decent assault," she said.
It pertains to a young man that was allegedly raped at gunpoint by 3 women after accepting a lift.
I beg you, with tears in my baby blue eyes, what the hell is decent assault?
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Bored
It's an odd feeling. You wake up one morning and everything's different. The thing that was once your anchor, your support and what you enjoyed most, no longer does it for you.
My New Year's Resolution is somewhat of an anti- resolution at least by conventional norms; "Work Less, Play Harder", or something just as cliched but equally non- productive. The point is, I woke up this year, not hungover (very surprised because I knew I had to have one) and it was as clear as day - you no longer want to be doing what you're doing. I don't mean the paramedic thing, I love that - I fact, I think that's what brought me to the realisation in the first place. I've become a pencil pusher - a paperless pencil pusher.
I can't remember when last I got a rush from replying to an e-mail or completing a spreadsheet although I have to admit some enjoyment is derived when an Excel spreadsheet works perfectly - sad, I know.
Back to the "Play Hard" part.
I've decided on a career path change, now it just remains to see who'll employ a 31 year old paramedic with a huge ego and delusions of youth.
I want to jump out of helicopters again without checking how it fits in with my schedule before and despite my love for my Windows powered mobile phone, it's become a symbol of the corporate beast that I now try to escape.
I must just add that I am well aware of how melodramatic this is - but what can you do? That was a rhetorical question by the way.
My New Year's Resolution is somewhat of an anti- resolution at least by conventional norms; "Work Less, Play Harder", or something just as cliched but equally non- productive. The point is, I woke up this year, not hungover (very surprised because I knew I had to have one) and it was as clear as day - you no longer want to be doing what you're doing. I don't mean the paramedic thing, I love that - I fact, I think that's what brought me to the realisation in the first place. I've become a pencil pusher - a paperless pencil pusher.
I can't remember when last I got a rush from replying to an e-mail or completing a spreadsheet although I have to admit some enjoyment is derived when an Excel spreadsheet works perfectly - sad, I know.
Back to the "Play Hard" part.
I've decided on a career path change, now it just remains to see who'll employ a 31 year old paramedic with a huge ego and delusions of youth.
I want to jump out of helicopters again without checking how it fits in with my schedule before and despite my love for my Windows powered mobile phone, it's become a symbol of the corporate beast that I now try to escape.
I must just add that I am well aware of how melodramatic this is - but what can you do? That was a rhetorical question by the way.
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