Posts Tagged ‘People’

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

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.

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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

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

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

The three Great Presidents of the World must meet

February 2, 2017

I ran the first part of this as an Open Note in Face Book just a few days back:

 “Can an Old Sefriken Guy call for a meeting between the three Great Presidents of the World, names in alphabetical order, Jinping, Putin and Trump?

Yes, it is my view that they should meet as soon as possible.

Preferable they should do so on neutral ground, like say, Iceland where two others previously met.

They should meet as full equals and all arrive with their spouses First Ladies and hands of friendship extended. There should be no conditions, demands or threats, just sitting down over a few drinks and become friends.

I reckon that is what the World needs today.”

 It received some attention but not nearly the serious discussions I had hoped for.  Perhaps I was vain.

 But this is a first for the entire World, having three Adult Men as Presidents in the three largest Independent Sovereign States in the World.

 We are moving through a phase of transition in the ever moving Cycles and Circles of History and World Events.  The present Cycle could be crucial to guide us for what must come if we don’t adjust to the Times.

 We simply have to get these Men together to form a Team.  I have high hopes and will return with some thoughts from the position at the Southern tip of Africa where I sit as a Sefriken.

 Ike Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

Only Thirty more Days and Nights

December 21, 2016

Morning of this day Wednesday, 21 December 2016 has already broken over some parts in the Western Hemisphere and count down has started.  In just a few hours from this moment the entire Globe will be counting.

 After 8 long years we will count the last 30 days and thirty nights of the Bama and his pathetic family in the White House in Washington USA.

 The freak of a Man he is he has always wanted immortality but that even escaped his Role Model and the Icon of his dreams one named Nelson Mandela, whom every idiot in the World 20 years ago thought would make it but did not and vanished into obscurity in a mere three years.

 Bama and your ilk, in the name of God, GO!  The World with only a few exceptions bids you Farewell.

 Ike Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

ikejakson@gmail.com

Merry Christmas 2016

December 18, 2016

Just 7 Suns from today will get us to Xmas morning 2016 and I shall start early this year because it will be my seventh one of Grace.  I hope for many more and my personal medical attendant says he cannot find any reason why I should not reach the ton; on my side I don’t want to rob anyone else going for it and thus as a human who has had his fair share:

Merry Christmas to all of you who contributed to another one for me and my cousin and Uncle Oom Wennie in my absence from Facebook.

Thank you Folks.  We have family in Oz, Paraguay, Netherlands, Ye olde country England, and quite a number with Uncle Sam.  Thank you all.

Let us remember the good things and the Blessings of our Lord God and Creator during 2016.

The year 2017 will be another year to deal with; for now it can wait.  I love you and yours for 2016.  Enjoy.

Merry Christmas 2016.

The Jury Verdict on Nelson Mandela has just been announced in South Africa.

December 9, 2016

Well Guys, we all know the verdict on the Media by now; we don’t count in their eyes no matter what and I don’t see any possibility for change except to curtail or even eliminate Freedom of the Media drastically.  The original concept of Freedom of the Press, and that’s all, may do it but I am afraid the damage has been done.

When I mooted the Media Test for all of you on December 1st in Facebook and suggested 8 days I knew the results that I expected.  The extra day since then merely confirmed the Result.

On February 10th in the year 1990 a man walked from prison after 27 years, illegally and disgracefully detained according to the Media; some reported it as illegal incarceration of an innocent man.

He died three years ago on December 5th 2016.   I watched a substantial part of the Media from December 1st until yesterday.  It is almost another 27 years sine 1990 and, surely I thought, a few people would remember him.

Nobody did; the Ego died.  I did not see anyone referring to the hoopla of 1990 or his demise into obscurity over the past three years; so much for Media Power?  The Jury Verdict sums it up so well in utter silence:  He was yesterday’s Icon and Hero; may he rest in his own place of Destiny wherever that may be.

Let us carry on with our Lives.

 

In Americus GA saka Americoon

ikejakson@gmail.com