Translation: Admin please hide my identity. This matter is quite terrible. I am a young man living in Qoqodala. I have been sleeping with my sister’s child who is eight-years-old. My niece has always adored me. It seems she has gotten used to my having sex with her, she does not even cry anymore, but I am now starting to feel guilty about what I have been doing. Sometimes she’ll tell me that she hurts but never tells her mother. I give her sweets sometimes so that she keeps the secret.
Shocking, but frankly, not surprising. The decay of moral fiber in our malingered SA is distressing to behold. If this rate of decay is allowed to continue unabated, I shudder at the vision of a future South Africa. From tender-fraud to rape, we have become a nation of miscreants and I am embarrassed to be called a South African. We are perverted, as is evident in the demand and approval of porn channels on Top TV – perversion is the disease, pornography is the symptom. In fact, the Malema-isms tell me that as a “umlungu” I am unwelcome in my own country – well, perhaps I do feel like an outsider, not because of my heritage, but because of my brotherhood…
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