DOOMED YOUTH

As a family rebuilds after devastating floods and as the homeless try to find warm shelter before the coming winter season; we – in little known Duduza – watch, with sterile eyes, at the next generation flock our busy streets on Fridays to parade their “well- earned wealth”.  These boys, still breastfeeding in adolescence, go about their business of boasting “their wealth” amongst their peers by flaunting designer label items and vomiting squalid “rituals” of Ultramel pouring on fellow “opulent” opponent.  I did mention that these boys are barely into adolescent stage thus why am I surprised by this act of stupidity?

Call me old-school but shouldn’t there be a moral fibre that our community should provide for these kids where entertainment is concerned?  Or should we again blame the likes of Mashobane who used to walk into his club in Atteridgeville with R50 notes worth the value of 5 to 10 thousand rands, throw them in mid air and watch the crowd fight each other on the floor for the loot?

I am not going to blame Mashobane or his sushi pals!  I blame the parents that failed these kids at a young age… parents who opened Spitz accounts and splashed their credit on Lacoste shoes for their toddlers while a government grant remained a critical source of income in the household… parents who forced a fake silver spoon down their kid’s throat while the only nutrition the boy knew was malnutrition.

I am no parent nor do I have a parenting manual- I am just a writer expressing his views… and what I see is a flock that’s no better than your nyaope-smoking crowd… Idolising material wealth, in thee end they’ll do anything to feed this big-shot impersonation.

In the words of Jesus: “Forgive them father for they know not what they do.”

Kev.