Shame Game

In this era of Political Correctness gone mad [1], it’s good to know that it’s still considered acceptable to portray white South Africans as the evil bastards they are — at least it is, if the games I’ve been playing are anything to go by anyway.

Which is nothing short of miraculous, when you stop and think about it.

Because, let’s face it, there’s little in Life that is as satisfying as the wholesale slaughter of white South Africans, is there? [2]

So, you’d’ve thought that would’ve have been one of the first groups the bleeding-heart pinko commie liberal bastards would’ve slapped a cease-and-desist preservation order on, wouldn’t you?

But they haven’t. [3]

“Kief”, say I, “that’s lekker!”

[1] I mean … never mind BAME/people of colour, women, the differently abled, et al … you’re not even allowed to make fun of people with ginger hair any more!

Or freckles.

FFS! … Next thing you know, you won’t even be allowed to observe that the left-handed are disgusting, unnatural freaks of nature and should be destroyed at birth.

[2] Couldn’t happen to a nicer, more deserving bunch of people — they’re animals … worse even than the Dutch!

[3] Maybe there is a God after all.

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