Is Cape Town safe? Everything you need to know about the water crisis

The farmers saw the drought coming and sent out warnings, nobody listened. Their intimate understanding of signs in nature was laughed off by the “experts.” Sorry, climatologists frequently get it wrong. Listen to the right people, avoid disasters.

Also, Mayor Patricia De Lille was in total denial in the first quarter of 2017. She and Premier Helen Zille failed to implement water restrictions in good time, allowed water to be wasted.


Blaming Game Revisited #ThinkWaterCT

Via Whatsapp “By Bart Henderson
– leading Author, lecturer, analyst and columnist. Responsible for major fraud investigations.


I’ve been asked a few times. So I’ve taken a bit of time to answer to save airtime and circumvent the inability to do so adequately on whatsapp or Twitter

So let me get this straight. #Drought #WesternCape #DayZero : This has taken me quite a while to figure out. Cape Town is facing running out of water. A major metropole. The implications do not affect Cape Town or Western Cape. The implications affect the whole nation.

Granted the citizens on the coal face are Capetonians but make no mistake the citizens of South Africa will feel the pain.

The Cape is a material contributor to the national economy. There are millions of citizens around the country who have family, relatives and friends living in the Western Cape.

What is staring a major metropole in the face is a reflection of what is and has been happening in increasing numbers of small and large towns across the country.

This latter fact has been largely ignored. Out of sight out of mind. Its out in the open now.

This water crises is about BULK water supply and who controls it.

That’s it, nothing more.

It’s about power.

Under law the Western Cape government can NOT supply BULK water. This means under law Western Cape Government cannot build dams or engage in any activity related to making provision for their own future water security.

Bulk water supply is the exclusive purview of the National Department of Water Affairs and Sanitation (DWAS) under a Minister in the ANC Government and this purview extends to every drop of water stored and supplied in BULK (Dams and one day DESALINATION PLANTS) in the whole of South Africa.

As recently as 14 December 2017, the Minister of Water Affairs sent a letter to Hellen Zille instructing the Western Cape Government, or advising if you prefer, that Government had appointed Umgeni Water out of Kwazulu Natal to come solve the problem by building a desalination plant in Cape Town.

The directive goes on to reference a site at the V&A Waterfront, the exact site earmarked by the Western Cape Government months ago in their emergency response to the looming catastrophe.

However in the case of the Western Cape Government response, their plans are in a far advanced stage, with EOI and tenders in some instances concluded.

Changing course now will delay the building of this desalination plant by months.

So what gives?

Well Umgeni Water is where Government redeployed Dudu Myeni after she brought SAA to its knees.

She is a master of obfuscation, dishonesty, deceit and deception.

The Ministers directive is meant to portray Government taking charge and coming to the rescue, when in fact it’s about who controls the capital expense and who gets the tender.

In October 2017 newspaper reports indicate Umgeni Water might soon be in need of a R3billion bailout.

Newspapers also ran stories regarding an interim Board being appointed at ’embattled’ Umgeni Water by Minister Nomvula Mokonyane.

Newspapers reported a letter to Mokonyane, lawyers acting for asset manager Futuregrowth accused the minister of illegally appointing Msizi Cele as both Umgeni’s acting chief executive and accounting officer; illegally replacing Cele with Thami Hlongwa in both positions; and giving herself the power to appoint chief executives.

Futuregrowth holds Umgeni Water bonds as Asset Manager for Old Mutual.

So let’s get this straight.

You have a patently tainted SOE dispatched with alacrity to solve a water crises by a Minister in a patently tainted Government controlled by a patently tainted Zuma cabinet in a Province controlled by an opposition party, in the greater interests of its citizens who voted against you.

A province that already has the distinction of having the only major metropole with its entire main line shut down. Another service under the exclusive purview of National Government provided by SOE Metro Rail and Transnet.

Imagine the SOWETO main line being shut down indefinitely.


I don’t think so. But that’s another story.

It’s about many, many things.

But really it’s about the HIV/AIDS pandemic and Government response under Mbeki. When we turned to beetroot and cabbage remedy mentality in response to a catastrophe that many suggest claimed 300 000 lives.

I strongly suspect it was the realisation of money to be made that shifted government policy from beetroot to condoms and ARV’s hence their obsession with the supply of former and latter with safer sex campaigns almost non existent today.

It’s about the demonstration of total contempt for the value of human lives.

It’s also about gross mismanagement, gross inefficiency, gross negligence, gross incompetence, gross ignorance, gross shortsightedness, ostrich mentality and State Capture.

Which in turn are all about who has the power and who controls the water once it starts flowing again because they will control the revenue and the province and with that a leverage of power.

Which point to deliberate and consequential political, economic and industrial sabotage on a devastating scale by the ANC central Government against the entire people of the Western Cape.

If you think of the current national government as some benevolent uncle you are deeply mistaken as mistaken in thinking National Government is dealing with the crises with any genuine intent, appetite or desire much less honesty, transparency or genuine concern for its people.

Do you really believe after years of scandals, of corruption, ineptitude and plunder the Government has all of a sudden turned some invisible corner?

After being fed a daily diet of bile, a diet of abuse of power, abuse of state, abuse of resources and revenue, of patronage, State capture and haemoraging economy by National Government are you still going to suggest this crises belongs anywhere else whatsoever other than on the shoulders of those who own it?

I think not.

If you think Provincial Government are getting any bi-partisan co-operation, to resolve this crises from Zuma”s government you’ve got flies in your brains.

The Western Cape is the potential trigger point for a hoped for and intended national disaster I am increasingly coming to strongly suspect.

Business Day, 29 January 2018 – “Cape Town risks having its municipal bonds cut to junk by Moody’s because of its water crisis.

“Two of Cape Town’s main industries, tourism and agriculture, are likely to decline [because of the water crisis], reducing employment, gross value added and tax income,” Moody’s associate analyst Daniel Mazibuko wrote in a research note released on Monday.

“Other effects include threats to public health from poor sanitation and, more generally, to social order, which is significant given Cape Town’s marked income inequality.””

What this is saying in a nutshell is that Cape Town as ground zero is potentially the epicenter of potential civil unrest which will start among the poor and spread to engulf the entire pininsula and beyond.

If ever the time and opportunity were present to fan the flames of anarchy, dissention and revolution in this country for the many being primed to hate by a post Mandela ANC, this is it.

It has the potential to prove the ideal recipe for state intervention leading to a state of emergency, the imposition of martial law and very possibly lead to wider civil unrest and even civil war.

All of this while Zuma remains in power and ultimate control of the ANC Government and supported by a minority by smallest of margin of most those belonging to the ANC Political Party.

So when next you read or talk about the crises in Western Cape ask your self who stands to lose most by not finding a solution and who stands to gain most by one not being found.

Then ask yourself who has the power to do something.

If the one with the power to do something also happens to be the one who benefits the most from infrastructure, service and delivery collapse, it stands to reason they have a conflict of interest.

It is a conflict that arises naturally out of the conflation of Party and State, where the political party sees itself as the State because they are the majority party in Government.

Which of course they’re not because we are after all a multi party Democracy.

The ANC furthers the aims of its supporters and State furthers the aims of the people.

There is not a shadow of doubt in my mind that the crises unfolding in the Western Cape is in great part attributable to a corrupt and dysfunctional ANC.

There is little to sweet bugger all Western Cape Government can do about it except try alert people and do whatever they can to get people to use less water.

This in the face of social media campaign’s of ‘unknown’ origin openly encouraging the grand scale wastage of tap water to push the City of Cape Town over the brink and into total anarchy.

In my mind this is no more or less just another opportunity to open a new front in a political, economic and ideological war steeped in race based dogma and hate.

The sooner the people of the Western Cape realise how much they are despised and resented by their ANC government and the sooner they realise what their elected Provincial government is up against the better.

So thank all of you who’ve been asking for my analysis of late of the situation in the Western Cape.

After many attempts to answer on the fly and time it takes I decided to write it down so you and others who want can read it at your leasure.

Please if you think my analysis or hypothesis have merit please send to your friends.

Finally, vasbyt. Be kind to one another. Stand together and help anyone you can. Above all SAVE WATER as if your life depend on it. Start petitions and demand Central Government release your taxes to Western Cape Government to build desalination plants now and to fund other measures.

If it’s about control, Province can build it and allow Government to buy it back.

So stop shouting at Province and start shouting at Government.”

My comment:

A badly researched article and clearly biased.

He mentions Metrorail, a system that had worked rather well until student protests aka #FeesMustFall or #RhodesMustFall ruined it by burning more than one hundred carriages to ashes. Premier Helen Zille never even paid attention. When she did, it was to beat the victim, Metrorail, with a stick. She never did anything to help.

Such a pity Patricia de Lille said, less than a year ago, there was “no dire crisis.” Irresponsible conduct by the Executive Mayor.

Helen Zille realised the crisis by November 2015, ran to ANC Government in Pretoria, asking for money. At the time, who would have taken her seriously as there were not even water restrictions implemented at the time.

The pot calling the kettle black?

Gross negligence, even reckless management at all levels of Government. Did they plan this together?

Dreaming On #nosignal

Bennie came to me with a book about Joseph and his dreams and how his brothers wanted him dead. That was around 1989-ish and he felt compelled that the Spirit of God was upon him to give that to me. Over the years, I saw the purpose of that humble little gift from a friend.

Dreams were given and came true in their hundreds. Amazing then, that the one who had penned down so many of them, still don’t believe but ride unicorns in her own world of make-believe.  Yes, some cannot be convinced regardless of all the evidence.

One such dream was given in 2003 and transpired in the fullest detail only in 2016 – 2017!  People nowadays want instant fixes but God’s timing simply ain’t ours.

People want something to believe in and some choose dead men to worship as an idol, as a last straw to hold on to. The Living God appeared in the body of Jesus Christ but He gets rejected. Let’s see how far that will take one – maybe also being rejected by Jesus in the end?  Figuratively speaking, losing signal, no connection with the unseen.

Sometimes, just sometimes, the Kingdom of God appears in formats we don’t want to recognise as it doesn’t fit or biased opinions, or maybe our lack of education. Readers are leaders but so many just have no knowledge – a free choice, yes. It can cost one your salvation in the end and the alternative is not something you want to consider.

No, I am not a religious nut – I am not even religious. Even so, I have met the Creator and got to know Him intimately when He took me aside for fifteen years.  Did it make me a better person?  By no means!  In me, then, proof of His endless mercy and grace as that is what is needed – and still is – to redeem me.

Yet I am chosen as a messenger, as someone testing His people to find what is in there – can we find metal or is it just slag, muck and dross?  Remember Jeremiah 6:27-29??

Like the other few hundred dreams that had come true, some more will. Will a few then believe?  Or won’t they realise why their signal to God, their coverage by Him is now lost?  Why boot camp (the soldiers have a great F-word for the physical trials that accompany that) is the new normal, as life took a turn for the worst?  That a season of Grace had passed because the spilt blood of Jesus Christ is mocked?  Can a dead man save you – mine saviour is alive, His grave is empty. I don’t hold on to dead men at all. I just see no point in that.

When God does as promised – and surely He will – people will start believing but that would be too late as they had denied Grace. Their next lesson to learn will be that faith is needed for salvation.

I stupidly asked God for more faith than Abraham had – some thirty-odd years ago. God granted it, said He doesn’t do DHL, to collect at Reception. Boy, has this been a crawl after the holy grail!  Thirty years of extreme hardship, trials, tribulation, one test after the other.  Of course, as every special forces soldier will tell you, you can’t chicken out fifty yards from the end – you have to go all the way for selection. Too many want the spoils but won’t do a bit of self-sacrifice.

Now let me tell you – being a believer doesn’t make you a better person, just a pardoned one. And, that is where Grace kicks in as I also don’t deserve the prophetic anointing that I have, yet I have seen it in operation time again since 1985. My dis still points in the right direction, despite myself, who I am. As Grace saves me at every turn and, boy, do I seriously NEED this!

So, to all the doubters, critics, exploiters, abusers, naysayers – the heat is on, let us see who was right: God or you, as that is what it boils down to. Let us see if God lives up to HIS dreams in the end, or whether I am just the next con man. A word of caution, though, as there is a thick file on proof that dreams had come true. God has a head start here and you need to catch up on this.

God doesn’t lie and, if your one does, he then is no real god!

Some flourish on Dogville instead of seeking eternal life. Perhaps great advice to click on that link and read it, to some it even may be a mirror. It also reminds of the mission of the twelve, and of the seventy – who went out without a purse and brought His peace, ate what was given to them and, when the attitudes secretly became sour, shook the dust off their feet and left, taking His peace with them, away from those homes. 

Eric Lomax was The Railway Man in a very hard way – who remember Bride On The River Kwai? He sacrificed tremendously during WW2, as did the Marine from Mandalay. True stories and not much different from mine.

People who don’t have His Spirit don’t understand the things of the Spirit.  To them, it is utter nonsense, illogical.  Yet HE is the Dream Giver who has so much in store for you.

Careful when you welcome someone into your house as some had received angels unwittingly. You never know who knocks on your door.  Do you see that person’s need or, instead, where and how you can benefit, maybe make an easy buck out of the plight of others?  It is when you start exploiting people and you think they didn’t notice, that you are so lost.

My wife is a good thermometer.  As I am writing here, she became increasingly stressed out, crying inside for weeks – as we were in Dogville for a bit. She was being terribly exploited and secretly told me so many times she wanted out. Eventually, she became obstinate and, totally out of character, we started arguing over the past two, three days. We are not used to this as we are the biggest pals. Which is why we are still married after so many years and are still in love.

We were taken where we didn’t want to be, to do His duties we didn’t really want to do – we also crave a regular life. Yet He sometimes want to investigate crimes of the heart and then send in His detectives. Not a job I would recommend, to be very honest. Don’t ask to do only His specific and perfect will as it may take you on a very different path than the average person. Hindsight somehow never comes in good time.

So, if someone dreams of losing signal and doing boot camp and you have see this before, know what it means but cannot warn the citizens of Dogville, what do you then do?

You tell me.


South African Transport and Allied Workers’ Union (SATAWU) commends newly appointed executives at the Passenger Rail Agency of South Africa (Prasa) for the swift manner in which they dealt with problems on the Western Cape’s Central Line last week.

Prasa’s newly appointed acting Group CEO Cromet Molepo and acting CEO of Rail Mthuthuzeli Swartz moved swiftly this week to form a steering committee after a vandalised section on the Central Line caused a test train to derail. The train was testing the line in preparation for re-opening after service was suspended for a week following the murder of a security guard at Chris Hani station, Khanyelitsha.

A day prior to the derailment, Molepo and Swartz had convened a meeting of stakeholders including SA Police Service (Saps), labour unions operating within Prasa, SATAWU and Untu, and other interested parties. In that meeting, stakeholders agreed to restore service to the line which caters for commuters from Khayelitsha, Philippi, Mitchell’s Plain, Bishop Lavis and Langa. As a result of the meeting, a memorandum of understanding (MoU) would be signed between Prasa and Saps to reintroduce railway police to safeguard commuters, employees and rail infrastructure, Molepo said.

But unbeknownst to those attending the meeting vandals had cut out section of copper wire on the line subsequently causing the test train to derail.

Unruffled, Molepo and Mthuthuzeli went to assess the damage the next day (Thursday) and later held another stakeholders meeting where a steering committee comprising representatives of Prasa, Saps, labour unions and their federations Cosatu and Fedusa, and the South African National Civic Organisation (Sanco) was formed to address the various challenges facing the rail agency in the Western Cape.

SATAWU commends Molepo and Swartz for putting in place stringent security measures on the line – something SATAWU in the Western Cape has been calling for since 2016. Sadly, our calls fell on deaf ears, as Prasa regional management refused to act even after Saps offered new recruits to reinforce security on the Central Line. To date those new recruits were never assigned to protect the Central Line, which also happens to be the city’s busiest. The recruits were, however, posted on the Southern Line which services the predominantly white affluent suburbs, leaving commuters on the Central Line, which runs along less affluent parts of the city to endure criminality daily.

Given Molepo and Swartz have already set the standard, we expect them to continue delivering. We therefore call on them to address the historical imbalances regional management has so far been happy to perpetuate and ensure that railway police are proportionally assigned based on need.

We also call on Swartz, under whose direct authority rail falls, to address overcrowding on trains.

SATAWU looks forward to working together with these two executives as they continue the hard task of turning Prasa into an entity that provides safe, reliable and affordable transport service to millions of South Africans.

For media queries or to arrange an interview contact:

Jack Mazibuko
Coordinator SATAWU CEC Task Team
+27 51 813 9025


Zanele Sabela
SATAWU Media Officer
+27 11 403 2077

It Is NOT #Metrofail

People vote for your future and mine, they make choices based upon opinion and not fact. This is what scares me about democracy – that reason sometimes have to yield so that delusion may flourish.

Free speech is a right, not a duty. It has to be used with circumspection.

Human nature is to be negative, destructive. It takes civilization, evolution, self-control, not to become destructive savages. Some people are just that – savage, if only with the tongue.

Discrimination abounds, one fifth of the nation live with some form of disability or another and suffer a most terrible silent discrimination.

If all were of a specific race, would that still have been the case? Yet a top provincial leader openly used them as a political pawn and went on to call me “clueless” on Twitter. So I proved her wrong and did the job she was called upon to assist with. Former Minister Dipuo Peters, Prasa ACEO Mthura Swartz shone in reaching out to the forgotten, voiceless sector of the community. They stepped in where the private sector, in this case the Golden Acre, dismally failed.

So much for the Prasa critics. It is so easy to gang up the Earl September and Brett Herron, even Helen Zille, way and be outspoken hypocrites. To such, I say: get your act together as you are part of the problem and by no margin a way to a positive outcome.

Show some real, pro-active leadership and be selfless.

It was easy to be oblivious, to not seem to notice, to allow harm to be done while looking the other way. Terrible leadership, whitewashed with a sudden zeal to prosecute the perceived offender into submission. Failing to realise who the victim is. Just another proof that discernment is in deficit at the top.

It would take a commoner without any social standing to see truth.

Central government’s disinvestment over three decades, their passivity in funding and protecting our essential services, was followed by an arrogance at provincial and government levels. When it was time for leaders to employ the troops when #FeesMustFall or #RhodesMustFall spilled over, resulting in arson, sabotage, looting and common vandalism, they remained mum.

The hooligans found unexpected support in the form of passive onlookers who seemed blissfully unaware of the micro civil war raging between the lines. Railway lines.

When these leaders finally woke up, it was to beat all and sundry going by the name of Prasa, fiercely into submission. Did they ever realise that it were their own communities, not even Metrorail, that were the real problem? That they gave licence to this radical culture of destruction by being passive onlookers, or just even just passive. For onlookers are prone to notice.

Society follows the bad examples set by said leaders and influencers, then replicate. Negativity abounds in the city of Whineberg.

Did Zille, De Lille, Herron or September bring forth anything constructive, did they bring positive news of rebuilding our railways?

No! They want to take control yet cannot even properly manage their own heavily subsidised, often-failing service. Perhaps if Brett Herron sees in the blind spot of his own Jo-Hari window, the beam my be less obfuscated.

I have on good authority that tabloid “journalist” cum activist Earl September travels on a FREE monthly Metrorail ticket but bites the hand that feeds him. It is disgusting to see how a journalist can harass, pester, to get attention drawn to himself. It reminds of the transport manager with toilet paper holding his buses together.

People make public displays of their own importance. If only they were as diligent in getting a real stitch of work done.

If people took themselves out of the equation, did not try to score political points but really attempted to benefit society through fair and just, also diligent, service delivery, perhaps we could see a turnaround in Prasa, especially in Metrorail.

We are South Africans. We, not government, own all national assets. These are given to government to manage on our behalf. Political leaders are public servants whose duty it is to manage our communal property for our benefit. They are servants, not masters. The aforementioned, egotistic “leaders” are in positions well above their pay grade. I have, in the past, proposed to them the idea of leading by example, in showing others how to resign.

Meanwhile, we have basic and essential needs to address. Cape Town has 700,000 commuters to transport every day. That equates to 8,750 buses, yet absolute idiots even in leadership positions ask Metrorail: “Why don’t you provide buses instead?”

Imagine that. A magic wand and abra kedabera, 8,750 buses appear instantly. Of course, in the minds of the delusional free speakers, this won’t affect the already congested roads at all. This kind of logic reminds of the travel guru who said that Voëlvlei was 500m deep.

Such people vote for your future and mine. Such people become public servants by the grace of such votes. A few instantly morph into despots, dictators, autocrats. Who gang up instead of teaming up.

So, can we fix Metrorail?

Loot the stores of Shoprite every day, kill their staff, set their stores on fire. How long will you have food?

Metrorail is still providing a rail service, despite rolling stock badly vandalised, staff constantly having to duck to avoid being hit by flying objects, verbal or material. A tenacious lot, these Metrorailers.

There is a spark left, kindle it, nurture it, bring it on, let the fiery passion of the #RailLoveRevolution grip your heart.

Stand up for Metrorail.

Stand up for what is yours.

Real vs Crazy #Christianity 

On the other side of the globe, they are jailed for their love of Christ Jesus. Tortured, pierced, decapitated. They get evicted, with nowhere to go. No shelter against desert sun, wind, cold at night. Nowhere to draw water or get food.

They jubilate because of their love for Jesus, thankful for their salvation from sin, death and hell.  And they think that free Christians in the West think of them all the time, care for them, love them and pray for them.

In the West, Obama point blank ignored them and their plight. He did not intervene when he saw their persecution. Hilary eas going to add to their burden, than God that Trump had won, if only for this reason, nothing more!

What goes on in the free West?

Will I be saved if the Old Man is fighting fit in me, if I feed it prime steak and the best wine? Does PETRA Band not sing a cool tune about “killing the old man” in you.  Is it not Jesus who should be fed instead? How does Hollywood help with that?

Falling asleep to a TV series filled with bad attitudes and fictitional fights. Getting upset about the domestic fights in a fabricated story on a tiny screen at the bedside. Waking up to it, continuing the next day, 5am with the same.

Taking that dark attitude with as the wingman for the day. To lash out at those around you.

No sign of the Holy Spirit, yet Saturdays go into a trance, say “tik tik tik tik tik” in “tongues” and feel spiritually moved. All in the flesh, all for the show, or for self-righteous justification.

Where I live, there is this Christian who does weird things, for a reborn Christian. She refuses to thank the Lord before eating, as she says one doesn’t need to be religious about it. Through Moses, the Lord said we should pray before and after meals, as this would instill in us a sense of gratitude.

In eighteen months, we have eaten most meals together. At two meals, there were no complaints while, at two more meals, compliments to the chef. All other meals are marked by a constant complaint about what is wrong with the food. I may be wrong, but my own idea is that the dining table should never be a place of animosity or confrontation. Conflict tastes bad. It ain’t no spice.

What if she loses her job and end up eating scraps, cannot drive her car but must walk? If walking a kilometre between car and the shop is too much for a healthy person, how would she react to walking with a limp, or crutches, or rolling along in a wheelchair? Would healthy walking then look a tad more attractive? One really can’t but help to wonder.

The Lord has His ways to teach people. 

In traffic, while driving in any way other than legitimate, also switching lanes without indicating, traversing solid lines, closing gaps so that others can’t find their way in from an on-ramp. When she occasionally, maybe once in three months, do give someone a gap, she whines, moans and bitches because the other driver didn’t stoop to grovel in gratitude.

Constantly, the finger points, the tongue lashes. Others are shouted at, as they are monkeys, in her unqualified opinion. Joy had left me long ago, as nobody can remain positive and jubilant in such a holy hell.

Literally as wide as she is tall, she does not attempt to bring her weight under control. There is no self-control but rather indulgences as described in 1 Corinthians 5:9-13. I eat Greek salad for desert but the Greek prefers double thick caramel shakes. And it shows.

Such is the gossip that comes from work, the boss, the colleagues, even the clients suffer under a sharp tongue, in absentia. Just nobody can do right, as only one is perfect and don’t you even think the honour belongs to Jesus. No,sirreee, there is one more pure and perfect than that.

Such is the leadership at church, those who don’t just speak in tongues but make the weirdest sounds. Nothing like the typical glossalia. You have to visit a bovine feedlot to get a better idea.

My Muslim friends and a few animists, Buddhists and a Hindu say they can see that God has blessed my wife and I, how anointed we are. At church, we are told that we are in bondage of spirits by such as described. Guess where I prefer to spend my time and with whom.

If we must fellowship with people of faith, what are our options? Trains I travel on, have luxurious lounges with fully equipped bars and the folks do make use of it. I have my coffee. We have a wonderful time together, make friends, I share about my life with Jesus in a language they understand.

The Rasta in the wheelchair, poor as,a dog, rolls up to me, greet me with a “Yah man!” He goes on to say there is only one Jesus and that I should never worry as Jesus is right next to me, always. “Praise Jesus!”, he says, before taking his wheels down the road.

Raj grows his beard, prays five times a day. He says he wants to grow in his relationship with God, only do His perfect will. The world, he says, must wake up to repentance, to make things right with God, as Jesus wants to return. Not bad for a Muslim, eh?

Someone had this catchy tune called Blurred Lines three, four years ago. A very sexy video along with it, making me drool and blush at the same time. The deeper message is that we have choices, that life is seduction but that doing the right thing also is an alternative. When life throws you blurred lines, choose right.

So I visit the coffee shop. A Lesbian traffic officer, a retired Parliamentarian, a thirsty engineer, a photographer, also a handyman, another photographer, a busker, then also a painter and songwriter, a street preacher, the list of regulars is long. We’ve known each other for over a decade. The waitress’s daughter has a cancer. We all pray, whether we are saintly or not, maybe even speak in alternative tongues the navy could interpret. We care, we share, we laugh together, crying is a community thing. That cancer really bothers us.

Yes, there is love in that coffee house. Maybe true church is in the club, or having a coffee amid sharing yarns, or just where love is needed and received.

No sharp tongue required.

Hungry Shark 

Franchise food usually comes in a nice package, maybe with nice music and some catchy corporate theme. It also comes, usually, at a price sustained with preservatives, chemicals and enough packaging to build a new floating continent in mid-ocean. 

Back to our roots we go, to a good old fish & chips shop, that also sells Gatsby’s (this is awethentiq Cape food!), burgers, hotdogs, jaffles. Jaffles? Sure, they even have that, come educate the kids. The jaffels are divine, we love it. 

While really a take-away, there are two sit-down tables ultimately seating eight hungry sharks. 

There is an African Grey parrot, one that doesn’t swear yet, a fish tank and hand-built model tall ships. It is clean but rather basic, the way it should be. 
Here at Hungry Shark, you can eat to your fill and some more at a fraction of what the snazzy franchise would have charged you. It is like a real sit-cafe in a dusty village out there, yet right here in Goodwood, 52 Voortrekker Road, seven miles from Cape Town central and accessible via Metrorail, Golden Arrow bus service, any of many minibus taxis that will drop you right on the doorstep. Or on foot, or by road if you are 

Go do something different for a change. So many combo specials, family meals, divine fish cakes, you name it. 
Call them on 063 157 2050 to order.