This is not a funny post. This is not a silly post. It is an honest and angry post. It is a rant about a city that I approached with optimism and ended up strongly disliking. So if I offend any 'Durbanaats' reading this in the process, I do not apologise because I strongly believe it is YOU that makes this city what it is today and today YOU have made me want to get the fuck out of here:
When is it acceptable to sit around a dinner table and talk about how much you loathe it when your kid invites a black kid over to play. And how the thought of ‘it’ using your shower gives you the creeps?
When is it acceptable to say you are a ‘Christian’ (70% of Durban Town) and then call someone a 'Kaffir' to their face?
Why am I finding that the only conversations I seem to be able to have with women in this town are about boob jobs and finding rich husbands?
Where’s your authenticity?
Why do you all moan about the fact that nothing ever happens in this town instead of getting off your asses and actually DOING stuff?
Why are you like this?
What happened? Did you somehow get left out when the rest of the country decided to get real and wake up?
Durban Town, I’ve given you six months of my life. I’ve tried to give you the benefit of the doubt but have ended up just feeling embarrassed for you.
I’ve had it.
The only people in your province with any real integrity and heart are the Zulus.
The end. Phew.
does this mean you're coming home? we miss you.
ReplyDeleteYes, ditch those Durbanites, come home.
ReplyDeleteWena hamba lapa lo kaya.
Ngi yeza ekaya mina ufriendies uawesomeness.
ReplyDeleteCome home Racheltjie. I'm tired of pretending to miss you ;-). You're going to have to delete your blog when you come back though.
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