During
the time of National Party reforms in the seventies and eighties, the
cliché "adapt or die" used to do the rounds. Nowadays, given the
highest murder rate in the world, this should be modified
slightly to read, "adapt and die". For the endemic social violence
in South Africa is probably incurable.
South Africa used to have a problem of political violence. It was not as
bad
as elsewhere in Africa, but for some reason elicited hysterical international
condemnation.
In the same
way, South Africa's so-called liberation movements who were at
one time fanatically convinced of the need for violent and bloody revolution,
laid down arms and bombs upon being told that F.W. de Klerk would surrender
power unconditionally. Solving political violence is often intractable,
but not impossible.
South Africa
currently sacrifices about 87 humans per day to violent crime, or 32
000 per year. Those are only the ones who actually die. Scores
of others are injured, maimed, traumatised, robbed, raped, burgled
and so on. In any suburb today an entire history of murders, hijackings,
and other violent events can be written, "One lives in fear in one's
own home. One does not sleep. One
prays for protection, yet only more fears come."
Of course, it would be preposterous to say that all young black men are
prone to violence. Judging from our daily experiences in crime-torn South
Africa, however, a sub-section of that population, large enough to cause
more havoc than even a well-equipped guerilla army of a few thousand
men,
has taken up practices such as heists, hold-ups, murders, sexual violence
exacted upon women and children, and so on.
Explanations for such deviancy are manifold. The ubiquitous answer of
it
being due to apartheid might have been satisfying if other African societies
never subject to group areas and a homeland system did not display similar
traits. The Congo, Liberia, Sierra Leone come to mind. There is a whole
nature/nurture debate around black violence, except that no adherent
of the "nature" side would publicly admit to being one, for fear of being
branded a
racist.
America has a gargantuan prison population of two million, over half
of
which consists of African-Americans. This is despite their minority status
in the USA, comprising only 12% of an overall population amounting to
290
million. South Africa could neither afford nor succeed, given the dire
state
of our criminal justice system, in jailing a similar number of black
male
offenders. Currently, only 10% of murderers in South Africa get arrested
and
only 6% are convicted. Any murderer therefore has a 94% chance of getting
away with it.
If by some miracle all serious criminals in the country had to be caught
and
imprisoned, the prison population would surely treble or quadruple from
the
present 200 000, which is already high by world standards. Few whites,
if any, commit violent crime and there are only 3900 of them in prison,
mostly for white-collar offences such as fraud or insider trading on
the stock exchange.
All that remains in the world's most violent society, is precisely
to adapt
and die. Twice as many South Africans of all races now die of murder
than of
road accidents.There are already three times as many private security
personnel as state-employed policemen, and even they do not succeed in
containing what has
become Africa's only peacetime killing field.
"I killed them because they were white." These famous words were spoken last
year by William Kekana, who participated in one of the most horrendous
incidents in which the entire family of Mr. Clifford Rawstorne was wiped
out, consisting of his fiancée, baby, as well as his own mother.
Even this
massacre of an entire family would not have made headlines, were it not
for
the fact that one year-old Kayla was executed on her very first birthday
with a shot in the head. Needless to say, the two adult women were first
raped before being killed.
All in all, South Africa has got remarkably used to its new-found status
as
the crime capital of the world. The high-rise districts of Hillbrow and
Berea in Johannesburg have been officially designated by Interpol as
having
the highest murder rate in the world, that is, 600 people per 100 000
population members per annum. Consider for a moment that such a figure
represents 12 times the rate found in inner-city ghettoes in the United
States, often seen as no-go zones by many Americans.
News about
killings or shoot-outs no longer elicits the slightest surprise.
It is part of our daily existence, and one assumes the lethal risks
attending to something as simple as going shopping or driving to work.
My
wife, for example, has twice been to the local shopping centre where
in the
one instance a shoot-out was taking place in the parking area so that
she
had to hide between the cars with our 18 month-old son in her arms; in
the
second case an armed robbery had just taken place with the robbers casually
strolling by with their guns and their loot.
Around our local school in the past week there have been two car hijackings,
as well as one murder. It is not really considered to be an exceptionally
violent area. Most of this is not even reported in the press, because
there
really is not enough space and ordinary crime is no longer newsworthy.
It
needs some further sadistic element to make the front page, such as babies
getting killed or raped, or elderly farmers being tortured to death.
Farming
in South Africa is now arguably the most dangerous profession in the
world
with more than 1600 (1759 is closer to the real number!!) farmers murdered
since 1994, often in macabre and dehumanising ways.
To the outside world, white South Africans are congenitally evil. If
our
murderers and rapists had been white and their victims black, Europe
or the
United States would long ago have sent an expeditionary force to put
a stop
to it. At present, news of white suffering in South Africa inspires the
occasional yawn in Western capitals. This is why a recent article in
The
Despatch, detailing the rape of a dog by three black men, gave me some
hope
that a chord will be struck somewhere in the coolly indifferent breasts
of
our fellow-Westerners. Even if the lives of Louw Rabie, Brian Hahn, Lisbé
Smuts-Smith, Kayla Rawstorne and tens of thousands of others are of no
value
to them, perhaps they will take pity on the mongrel bitch in Grahamstown
that was recently raped by three black men. Or perhaps two black men,
as the
third one protested his innocence upon being dragged out of the shack
by
screaming, "I came here to relieve myself. These two were raping the
dog
when I arrived!" Cruelty to humans, especially white humans, is today
a
normal feature of our society. Cruelty to animals, or non-consensual
sex with dogs, may still evoke some sympathy, not only locally, but also
internationally. I
therefore feel sorry for Masganda - the name of the dog concerned - who
was
rescued with a bleeding vagina and in need of veterinary attention, but
perhaps this lowly creature of uncertain lineage could become a martyr
for
our cause in alerting opinion-makers and political leaders of our plight.
Cycling has become a popular sport in South Africa. However, its
practitioners regularly get shot at by gangs of black youths in the street,
so that many of them carry guns and knives for self-defence on their
bicycles. Most of the time, however, whites are helpless victims of crime.
The
government has recently passed a new gun law which makes it difficult,
if
not impossible, to own a fire-arm. They have also abolished rural commandos
of military reservists entrusted with crime-prevention in the country,
without any police units replacing them. Occasionally the newspapers
carry
stories of crime victims successfully defending themselves against attacks,
offering armed resistance. As a result of the new gun law, this
will soon
end and we shall simply be able to hide or flee from our assailants.
Defending oneself against a marauding robber or rapist might be a
manifestation of racism, and is therefore frowned upon as being a kind
of"right-wing" response.
Being robbed of one's vehicle or household belongings is now considered
quite normal, and often people ascribe escaping with their lives to their
own astuteness, such as being friendly to the robber, helping him load
the
effects into a vehicle, not looking him in the face so as not to recognise
him afterwards, et cetera. A friend of mine in Kempton Park kept up a
reasonable conversation with the thieves emptying his house, tied up
as he
was with a gun pointed at him. He survived, although his elderly mother
was
badly roughed up and had to be hospitalised. In other instances, of course,
people are not so lucky and they become just another murder statistic.
Then
they simply adapt and die.
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