Of Vodacom and Orwell 1984 to Animal Farm 2084

September 11, 2017

Much has been said about Big Brother of 1984 but the People never understood and still don’t because the Machine took over.

The People were given cell phones thus creating the massive fences surrounding the cities where all the People were herded in.  Big Brother said “OK, now you all have cell phones and should be happy.”

So, all the Animal species were set free; they graze and flourish, moving freely but gaze in wonder at these strange creatures behind the barbed wire fences.  There is no escape.

Vodacom got what they wanted; all animal life got their freedom to roam and multiply and the People have cell phones.

The Machine is in charge.  To understand this, read Steinbeck in Grapes of Wrath and follow that up with The Winter of our Discontent.

Thus we will get to 2084; life is great and everyone will have the choice of two cell phones for the parents; all the kiddies will have tablets and unlimited access to Cyber Space.

Reality?  What the heck do you want to talk about reality?  Virtual reality is so much easier; you have no responsibility and you do not have to think; the Machine does all the thinking for you.

Life has never been as good; why, oh me why did we wait so long to get here?

Hey, stop asking questions about poverty!  There will be no poor; press the cellphone button and the machine will bring you all the food you can eat.  Just think about what is going to be in the cinema tonight; press the button and you will have it.

We will all be equal and FREE AT LAST, courtesy of the Machine.

 Ike Jakson

Saka Americoon in Americus GA

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The Power of One

September 8, 2017

What would happen if someone steals the Atlantic Ocean tonight and we find it’s all gone when we wake up in the morning?

By mid morning the rot has set in on the West Coast of Southern Africa and will reach Maine in the USA by evening.

What will it look like in a week?

Impossible you say; it cannot happen others will laugh at you.

Well let me tell you, the Vodacom accounts or billing clerks think they can do it and get away with it.

I AM GOING TO STOP THEM!

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Ike Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

I am One of We the People; Yes, I am One of We the People

August 30, 2017

From this day on I aim to be One and I intend to stand firm and will not budge.

 We have a Constitution and I shall obey and honor that but I shall demand that others in business or politics do the same where it affects me or those that are dear to me.

 Join me and let us discuss our Constitution and our rights and duties; we cannot have the rights without the implicit duties to grant the other one the same rights in terms of our Constitution in everything in our daily lives.

Join me now.

Ike Jakson

in Americus Sowega saka Americoon

The Deceit and the Woes of White South Africa

July 31, 2017

 

America has been Front Page News in South Africa as you will all understand.  Well, I shall now reciprocate with things that never get into our Media.  Quite frankly I believe they are probably up to their necks in the “cover-up” of this sort of thing but I have decided to stick my neck out and publish it to assist a Friend.

 It starts with his Email to an Attorney, name of Van Zyl on 21st July 2017

 Re: Piketberg Civil Court Case 386/2009

 “Van Zyl

 I find it distasteful to even write to you; you are a punk, but for what it is worth I shall do it once.

 You are way out of line; the Constitution regulates all Laws and all People and Bodies of People involved in the Administration of the Law.

 Your type doesn’t belong in the Law; you got stuck somewhere in early 1973 and obviously never got through 1996 in the dream World of White Afrikaner Privilege that will Rule again.

 My submissions comply with the Constitution.  That revered Document is sacrosanct and is The Highest Law in the Land.

 Seeing the crap that you are trying to catch an innocent man, as you did on 25th August 2009 to catch him unaware and for him to sign your Default order, I suggest that you do not use Elgar Julius again to do your dirty work for you.

 You know as well as I do that Kennedy is running a Knock Shop scam and all you are trying to do is to keep him from appearing in Court.

 Go on as you seem to want; but your time is up.  I shall take him down and you and Miss Prissy Devine with him.

 Your type should be barred for Life from entering any Court Office, leave alone appearing for clients.

 You are a misplaced arrogant Bastard and your days of hegemony, your bluffing of junior officials in administration of the Law in Magistrate Courts are gone forever from this land!

 Go ahead and sue me, Punk.

 He then followed the above up with this and sent it out widely to virtually everyone he could think of, to the South African Police, the Cape Legal Society and the Court in the town where the scumbag Attorneys have their Practice.

 “PUBLIC NOTICE to whom it may concern

 I, XXX XXXXXXXXX [Full Personal Information as per another Attachment hereto for whom it may concern] [hope my readers will understand that I don’t quote his name] hereby advise that I have no interest  whatsoever in Case 386/09 in the Piketberg  Civil Court Western Cape South Africa.

2

I am aware of the Case but I am not the person alluded to as Defendant in piles of paper junk mail by so-called professional Attorneys De Villiers van Zyl about an alleged claim by a local businessman of ill repute doing business under the name of Midas Motolek CC [for closed Corporation] from premises at 37 Die Trek Street, Piketberg, Western Cape, South Africa.

3

I once had work done with the business as mentioned and we had an argument about sloppy workmanship on my motor vehicles and I refused to pay for overcharging.

4

An effort was made to blackmail me which I defended; like the kind of business man he is the purported owner of the business, fellow going by the name of Andre Kennedy, managed to obtain a default summons the way crooked Attorneys do this sort of thing in our Country but I opposed that in Court where the Honourable Magistrate of the Court did not hesitate to overturn the default ruling previously signed by a clerk as they used to do these things in our Country; the so-called Claimant did not even turn up for the Court hearing.  That was on 25th August of the year 2009.

5.

In the intervening years I suffered a total collapse in my eye sight, and also my health on two occasions in 2011 and 2014 that made it impossible for me to take any remedial action, and there was no action at all, not one single word from Midas or their legal Council.

6.

In October 2016, following on routine inquiries and good work by the South African Police Services, Legal Council [see 2 above] for Midas sprang into action with a flurry of paper in the Civil Court, one worthless effort after the other.

7.

Typical of the kind of Attorneys that get involved in shady deals but have no experience of business practice, they have been flooding the Court with worthless paper but got names and addresses so thoroughly mixed up that no one can now decide who is the Claimant or the Defendant, but even worse, all this activity takes place between Attorneys [see 2 above] and admin clerks at the Court and every effort is made to keep it out of sight of the Magistrate of The Court, who is an Honorable Man of the highest calibre.

8

I am now taking this public to all whom it may concern.  In the course of the next few days I shall also convert this document into American English and publish it in WordPress and on FaceBook.

9

In the meantime, take note that I am not interested in pursuing this idiotic “Case” and want nothing further to do with it.

 10

 I will ignore any further email to my address and will only act on instructions as ruled by the Most Honourable Magistrate of the Court and signed as well as stamped by him at his discretion.

 11

 This mess has cost me my health and added to my eye and sight problems.  I must now take care of that.  I have nothing further to say as from the moment I press the Send button on the Computer to transmit the email under cover of which this will be an Attachment.”

This is Modern South African Society as practised by some.  I ask of my Readers that you don’t judge all of us by the same standards as practised by others of whom we indeed, but unfortunately have too many but at least their numbers are dwindling.

 Wish him luck, will you guys?  Anybody who receives or read this may Reblog at will; there is no copyrights reserved.

Ike Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

Attorneys versus Robots

June 18, 2017

I am well qualified through experience to handle this important matter and invite you all to join me here in the course of the next few weeks.

 The articles will be of fun and of tragedy; of reality and the bliss of total ignorance and from farce to hard facts.

 Come join me and make your contributions.

 Ike Jakson

Saka Americoon in Americus GA, the seat of Sumter County, and just 9 miles East of Plains GA where “Djimmie” became President in 1976.  I actually shook his wimpy hand on three occasions and attended a Sunday school Class by him in December of 1987.

Down Memory Lane to this day in 1976

June 16, 2017

Friday, 16 June 2017

You have to be over 60 to have one; maybe in the old days you could have had one at 50 but no more.

In South Africa this day in 1976 was the dividing line between old memory days of April 6th, October 10th, December 16th and a few others.

It matters no more where your own private lane started or where you have gone since; at least not for groups no more though some have made it the starting point of their own.

 I stood at the top of what was then the business centre of Commissioner Street in Old Johannesburg South Africa and cried for my Country.  Having just taken the first two steps up the Corporate Ladder in one go when traffic stopped moving in Commissioner Street; the new Carlton Centre was not even fully operating; the old Alhambra Theatre drinking hole was still there right across the street corner at the north western street junction with the Carlton and the yuppies gathered there every night; on Friday nights their ladies would join them and the place would be packed; full house every Friday.  The JSE was still referred to as Burnett Street.  Soon after it would become Diagonal Street and the Carlton would be a slum.

June 16th of 1976 was the trigger; today Diagonal Street is a slum; nobody in his right mind will drive into the upper east end of Commissioner Street today.

The sad point is that too many are still dwelling on the divisions of the past that made children aged 8 to 10 turn on school buildings and libraries to burn them down and which in turn made it necessary for the armed forces to stop the riots.  Nobody stopped to find the solutions; the Country is in greater agony than ever before.

[to be continued one day; when that will be, I cannot say because we are not working on finding the solutions].

 Ike Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

The Natural Laws of Average and Majorities chapter One

May 21, 2017

The reader will soon see why this post is called chapter One.

 Try it:

 If you Google “The Average Law” you will find:

Law of averages – Wikipedia

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Law_of_averages

The law of averages (which is not considered a valid mathematical rule or principle) is the belief that a particular outcome or event is inevitable or certain simply …

 If you Google “The Law of Averages” you will find:

 https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/law%20of%20averages

 Definition of law of averages

  1. : the commonsense observation that probability influences everyday life so that over the long term the possible outcomes of a repeated event occur with specific frequencies.”

 That is about all that is worth anything on Google on the matters of the Average Law or the Law of Average whichever you may choose to call it.  Do Google now and see what you come up with.

 It was my good fortune to meet an old guy of my age in recent years with an interest in the Philosophy of History; we soon discovered points of agreement and other points of mutual interest in observation and interpretation of current and past events.  A bond developed out of that and the points on which we differed; that in turn lead to discussions on where we are in the World today and where we are going; where the World is going.

 When we got to the basics we found that we were talking about what we have since decided to call “The Natural Laws of Average and Majorities” and that is what will form a book on the most astounding revelations of all the known sciences, peoples, countries, attitudes and humanity as compared with Nature.

 He had spent a lifetime in research much like mine but he retained his faith in the survival of the species when he returned to rural life whereas I have more or less given up and recently decided to get “back to the City” as described in my two recent Posts One and Two right here.

 We discussed that the other day and in some way or another [we had been talking of Natural Majorities] he said to me:

 “You know what?”

 I said “no, please tell me.’

 “If you want any clear idea simple, straight and most common proof of the value of current day communication it is in the fact that the vast majority of the public, or of humanity, that can read want to write and see their names in print.  That is why they are all on the Internet,” he said.

 “And those that cannot read or write?” I asked.

 “They don’t count,” he replied.

 I was amazed.

 “Which of the two groups is in the majority?” I asked.

 To my amazement he replied: “Nobody knows the answer to that.”

 Read Chapter Two when you see it.  We hope to publish it real soon.

 Ike Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

Going Blind Getting Old Going Home and getting ready to leave

May 5, 2017

This has been in my mind for some time now and when I turned the computer on I noticed that the clock had just clicked over into the new day in our part of the Globe.

I don’t at this stage know how it is going to end but that is of no concern to me; it is something that I have to work out for myself as I go along.

Of course, it was triggered by my Post immediately before this one but I did not have this in mind when I did the first one.  Either way, this may become my swansong or it may not.

I have had this in mind with many headings for it; picked the one I am using on the spur of the moment because there is a link somewhere.  It does not matter really, not this time anyway.

Why I do it needs a few words.  Maybe it is for my children; maybe it is for my family; some of it is certainly for my friends, but none of it is a cry for help, a scream of anguish or just empty words.  Maybe it is all of that in parts; it is of no concern to me what or how “the World” will interpret it but my intentions are certainly in part some sort of a desire to tell the world what I stand for.

It is not a perfect World we live in at this time; there was a time when it was almost perfect but then We the People of the World screwed it up.  Now I have it; something tells me that is the point that has been nagging me into this direction.

The World, or the Globe as we sometimes call Earth, was made to perfection by the Grace of God the Creator of all Life.  Let me re-state and add one word to my previous definition; it is my firm belief and I will never change on that:

 God=Creator=Allah=Jaweh=Jehovah=Creator=God.

People who know me will notice that I do not participate in discussions on this point.  I respect all the Great Religions of the World and there is no place in my Home for anyone that does not adhere to that principle.  I fail to understand how someone that does not respect the Religion of another one can expect that one to respect the prejudice of the first one.

On the Earth?

Man and Life of flesh and blood as we know it are Earthbound; the seas and the rivers are for fish and other water creatures; space is for birdlife and millions of other little creations that are there to contribute to life on earth but otherwise space is there to give us space to breath and to replenish life as we consume it.  The Moon and Mars, to mention these two because it is in the News Media, are not the terrain of Mankind; we don’t belong there; we have no business to be there and we won’t get anywhere near to ever living there.  Life as we know it is Earthbound.  Period!

Race and skin color as so often in the Media must be mentioned.  To me these two concepts are not even remotely connected; to equate the two concepts is fallacy and distortion of the facts.

Skin color is no indication of good or bad; it was part of the Creation and that is all that needs to be said about it.  Skin color does not make you good or bad, inferior or superior, or equal to any other skin color.  I reject the notion that it does and I have lived my life on that principle.

Race to me refers to what you may loosely call nationhood, and that in turn will take you to customs in Race and Nations.

Customs may be good or bad; we have both of them in the World and that is what divides us for very logical reasons but we must tread with care not to confuse good or bad customs with skin color and race.

Good customs can make strong Nations and Races; in this Russia and China are the best examples of this day and age.  Americans are not a Race or a Nation neither is Africa nor any of the islands scattered around the oceans.  They are at best the product of migration through the centuries of time.

Migration is not a new thing; neither is tribal movement.  These two aspects have developed since Mankind was created and will continue as long as we remain, or until we destroy ourselves.  The latter is however, most unlikely; that we shall have to curb population growth is a hard fact that will have to be faced pretty soon [and it is good to see some efforts in that direction] or Nature will do it for us by means of food shortages, plagues or afflictions that will reduce our numbers.

War may help to diminish over population; in fact a good size War may be a good idea right now but the wrong people will die.  I don’t see War as the solution.

So we come to generations.  In human terms one generation roughly translates into 25 years, or four generations in every one hundred years.  New generations produce more migration and changes in cultures of nations and races [the latter distinctly the opposite of races by skin color] and this may increase the possibility of War …..

That gets me back to where I started and it is now 1:36 AM on this new day.

Maybe a good size revolution, make that plural for the world round, will be the initial answer to curb the excesses of the rich and the privileged that are only interested in getting richer, for whatever reason I have never been able to understand.

The French Revolution was a good thing in more ways than one.  Signs from America and Africa signal the possibility of such action and it may become impossible to stop it; it surely will reduce the influence of the “undesirable” in Politics and control of the Money supply in goods and services.

My oh my, here I almost forgot about the reason for this Post.  I am now just into my fourth generation [at 77 soon to be] and can’t have much time left.  All the Great Books of all the Great Religions more or less concur on the lifespan of three score plus ten, and I am now in three score plus 17 well over the period of grace.

But I just recently managed to prevail over an adult life long affliction of the mindset that I was born with.  I have a fight on with two bastards that asked for it and I am going to let them have it before I pack up to go home to Centurion, to be followed or preceded by going Home to the place across the river, or the sky as you may prefer, to join my parents and my two beloved brothers.  I am hoping for the first one because that is the only one I can influence.

This Post is dedicated to Iowa Jim and Jay from NC USA.  Thank you guys.

Ike Jakson

saka Americoon in Americus GA

Going Blind Getting Old and going Home

April 16, 2017

This story may be a long one by the time I am trough with it but the Idea behind it and the scope of the overall Vision [yes, that would be the relevant description now] hit me in one single flash, much like a bolt of lightning that rips the skies but lasts only seconds, though the one in the mind covers the entire life of one person and stretches over all eternity of life past and still to be.

I will record more of it in WordPress for posterity so this is merely the gist of it, and I am looking for thoughts, comments, criticism and other viewpoints.

The bolt of lightning made me realize how blind and insensitive I had been when I had two good eyes to the plight of those with infirmities for whom public awareness started to erect walking ramps on corner street pavements and entrances into public buildings.

I am at present bumping heads with a petty witch practicing as an attorney to a crooked business man and was surprised that she started using it as a weapon against me when I informed her of my eye impediment.  I have always had little patience with vicious people and, giving her a quick measure went for her jugular; must add I was very rude to her and knew that I was risking a lot but I ripped into her in a Court Document.

She complained like a stuffed pig but I was pleased to notice that the Magistrate didn’t say a word about it in his judgement and ignored her as if she wasn’t there.

Just yesterday I was about to pass an old guy with a walking stick in the street when I realized something had changed in me and I slowed down to get into step with him.   At the next street crossing I realized he was watching my feet as well as his and that he smiled.

I knew he understood and for a moment I was flooded with emotion.

Just for the record.  I was born in Small Town South Africa in 1940; went to work in Cape Town 1959 to 1965; transferred to Johannesburg 1965; ended up in Centurion [then a separate city to Pretoria] in 1971 and retired from there in 2001 to Small Town South Africa where I settled in the vicinity of a small Dorp called Piketberg in the area of my birth end of 2002 about 160 miles North of Cape Town.

Piketberg turned out to be one big fuck-up and probably the “kakste” town in the land, the Horse Poo Capital of the World, and I have just decided to get out as soon as I can settle all my things and move back to Centurion by latest early next year.

Small Town South Africa of our childhood days has gone; it is no more.

Watch this Space.  There is a surprise reason for it somewhere and I am grappling with the facts to pin it down.

Ike Jakson

saka Americoon In Americus GA

Of Time and a World view by a good American

March 24, 2017

From a Facebook Post by my ole email, Jim in Iowa.

 Verbatim, no editing.

 “Last month, a world-wide telephone survey was conducted by the U.N.

The only question asked was: “Would you please give your honest opinion about possible solutions to the food shortage in the rest of the world?”

The survey was a complete failure because:

In Eastern Europe they didn’t know what “honest” meant.

In Western Europe they didn’t know what “shortage” meant.

In Africa they didn’t know what “food” meant.

In China they didn’t know what “opinion” meant.

In the Middle East they didn’t know what “solution” meant.

In South America and Russia they didn’t know what “please” meant.

In the USA they didn’t know what “the rest of the world” meant.

And in Australia, New Zealand, Canada and Britain everyone hung up as soon as they heard the Indian accent.”

 Do allow me just a small point on Africa, ole Friend, seing you admit the truth about America.  We have more than 50 countries in Africa, with a combined population of over 1.2 billion.  They don’t agree on anything.

 We get on well with Russia [you lost out on that one]; we buy Chinese pick-up trucks at half the price of a Ford and the Korean Kia has just about taken over the luxury SUV class.  A Kia owner wouldn’t take a second look at a Jeep Cherokee.  You lost out badly on that one.

 Thanks however, you made my day.

 Ike Jakson

Aka Americoon in Americus GA