One of my oddest dreams when I was young was to become an army commander to take charge of an army and issue orders and tough instructions. Sort of like boss everyone around and smite those who don’t seem to obey my orders. This would be awesome powers I thought to myself.
What a pipe dream this was, to entertain but, I was young and entitled to dream. At school I was bullied by this huge guy who had big muscles, big head, big hands I mean this fellow was built like a huge monster- Hulk.
Bullying 101 is not cool!
Every time I saw him I would freeze like a twig. The world became very bleak, but my biggest fantasy was to possess the power to shrink or evaporate at will when I snapped my fingers. This chap would terrorize the hell out of all of us who were small and tiny. I was unable to run or shout when he took my lunch or sweets during the lunch break, as if this guy had super powers to control my existence.
This was one of my worst nightmares growing up. Although he bullied 2/3rds of the school kids at school, he was like Goliath but very ugly and mean. Going to school when you are bullied is not a very exciting experience to any sweet fellow like me.
There were those who tried to stand up to him- but never had a chance to conquer him he destroyed them just like that. Except for Joshua i.e. Boikana my classroom mate not very close but friendly guy. Joshua was never intimidated by “Sydney” the bull-dog as we called him. I admired Joshuas’ courage and strength of character. He was the guy who was not afraid of anything. He later on became my close friend and I wanted to learn the secret of being brave and courageous.
Schools as concentration camps to promote fear!
School is not a very good place to grow when you are young and fallible. It actually looks like a glorified concentration camp that had invisible silent emotional walls waiting to torture and cramped you in. Young as I was I did not have a big brother to protect me against any bullies at school or on the streets from home to school and back. I was always alone almost ready to fight my own battles in order to survive.
Life is the same for most people if not for a majority of us. We get bullied by our financial circumstances (poverty is a bully), we get bullied by society’s rules, dogmas and mental negative conditioning and no one to look up to for our solutions. We get bullied by Eskom rising electricity tariffs, Petrol suppliers raising the petrol price, traffic cops issuing unlawful traffic fines and sometimes police officers who are suppose to protect us.
I sometime wonder why do we have to put up with this entire S*#%$&t. At which point does a normal person have to keep taking all the crab from everyone, often this crosses my mind; even when it comes to paying for goods and services at the till counter.
If you visit “Hello Peter” website they are inundated with poor customer service complaints that translates to companies bullying their clients. Although this might not be true to your thinking – to me it is my truths. If corporations treat customers with discontent it means they have the power to do whatever they like, therefore they’re bullies. Otherwise no one would complaint if this was not the case, is it?
Customer service at some stores and shopping malls is so bad that we have given up complaining or fighting for our rights. Everywhere you go there is someone bullying another to gain the upper hand and control or abuse good fellows?
Victims of bullying need help and support!
Bullies take advantage of our weaknesses they thrive on our fears, vulnerability and kindness. Physically bullies can appear strong and fearsome – but inside they are scared and suffer mental emotional hormone imbalance. When you become a victim you begin to question their behaviour and tactical terrifying tricks. Often it is our imagination and the way we think and deal with circumstances challenging our surroundings.
At schools and colleges in South Africa this incidences go unnoticed or unpunished. It is treated as a “no big deal” issue. For our youth in South Africa, I believe suicide is gradually increasing because schools are ignoring this bulling phenomenon.
Our young are traumatized to a point of wanting to kill themselves. Few parents even know this might be happening to their kids. When I was young I was bullied and hated school because no one knew the emotional trauma I was going through.
Political parties are no different from school bullies, there is one such party that is running havoc to a point of delirium and uncontrolled state of mental intoxication. I don’t have to name names they know who they are. Where do political parties report someone who is bullying them in the classroom? “Parliament”.
S.A. is a great country and we need each other!
How many of us today possess the courage to stand up to bullies? How many of us are intimidated by bullies like Sydney and are frozen to even say anything that hurts them? How long are we going to keep quiet and be silent because we are so afraid society will judge and reprimand us for standing tall like Joshua i.e. Boikana. At some point in our lifetime one has to stand up and fight for what they believe in. Silence is not always golden – in my view silence can sometimes be poisonous to the health of a society.
The taxi drivers are also faced with endless wars and bullying tactics fighting over lucrative taxi routes. Where do they go if someone is bulling them? I suppose Thuli Madontsela is the place for them to go to is it not? It seems to me that wherever you look bulling does not end up in schools only- it is everywhere.
I tried to find answers to this silly question, if God is so far away and not aware of all of this- Who takes care of business during that day to punish those who bully us? Spouses and friends are the next of keen to hear you cry, but to what extend can they escalate your problem to bring it to the attention of the Almighty?
We need brave heroes like Joshua!
Whereas, I am not a politician, so I would use my 7 day borrowed powers to make things right instead of bully everyone to their displeasure and curse me every time I climbed the podium to give a political speech. Bulling is not only a physical thing; rather the whole concept is psychological and has deep emotional scars on the life and after-effects of a victim instead.
The question that has been bordering me for so long until now is what are we as a society doing about it? If you are a victim for so long, and have not snapped like “Bruce Almighty” what are you waiting for? I do not have the answers for anyone, but what I now know and have discovered is very surprising and shocking revelation -:
The question I asked was this, and my theory has always been “If God owns us He therefore controls the universe and knows all our intentions”, why does it take Him so long to resolve simple problems?
“If God is so far away and maybe unaware of all of this- Who takes care of business during that day to punish those who bully us?” Close to what I was not expecting to hear as the answer to my question was this reply: “The Universe Doesn’t Give a Flying Fuck About You” by Johnny Truant. Johnny is an author his experience and knowledge blew my mind it is so profound.
Read it and when you are done please let me know your thoughts and your findings. I do care about how you feel today. Otherwise I would not write this message to you to raise my concerns. Lets do something about it.
Peace be with you:
Leave the world a better place than you found it!