Thursday, 16 April 2015

Conversations with myself - on mysterious Facebook timeline porn

Typical porn image to lure an unsuspecting Facebook user to click
#TimeForStraightTalk #NoJudging

Ok, I need to explain this about the porn links we see on many people's Facebook timelines. This is how it happens:
1. U see a porn video on someone's timeline
2. U try to view it
3. U get asked to log into Facebook....

Not sure if they actually show you the porn that you came for but at this point, you are actually on a site that LOOKS LIKE FACEBOOK BUT IT'S NOT. It's a malicious website that accepts your username and password and then posts the same porn on your behalf so your friends fall into the same trap as you.

What to do?

1. If you generally don't follow porn links, this particular trap won't catch you out. They actually need you to follow the steps outlined above and give them your login details that way.
2. If you see porn on a friend's timeline, comment on it to alert them and share this link with them or just tell them to change their password and make sure that their Facebook settings haven't been altered to permit some app/apps to post on their behalf.
3. Whether you follow porn or not, just don't enter your Facebook login details on any website unless you are absolutely sure it says facebook.com in the website address bar.

This is probably too long already so I'll stop here. I do promise not to judge anyone who asks questions. U can even inbox on Facebook for clarity.

Saturday, 4 April 2015

Conversations with myself - on being black

How do you process your thoughts? It sometimes helps me to think through things through a dialogue in which I ask questions and prompt myself to dig up answers. I agree with the saying that the quality of your questions determines the quality of your life. I imagine myself in terms of the duality of Jekyll and Hyde as I navigate through these conversations. So I call my one self Jekyll, and the other self Hyde. Yea, it's something of a schizophrenic affair.

So this particular instalment of conversations went as follows.

On being black

Me:
1) Every nation has both strengths and weaknesses, therefore no nation is inherently better/worse than another. Nawe ke muntu ompisholo awumncinane.

2) Do not hold your breath: nobody's gonna regard you with higher esteem than your own opinion of yourself.

3) If you compare your weaknesses to the strengths of other nations - in other words: if you voluntarily subordinate yourself to others - no one can be blamed for not proving you wrong.

4) Sink or swim. 
Case 1: I used to have a friend who had a phobia for cats that completely paralysed her. One day, she saw a neighbour's cat as we were walking to the car and she not only froze, she gripped me firmly and I discovered that she was stronger than me. We both couldn't move. Of course, the cat wouldn't bite but if it did, it would bite both of us.
Case # 2: Another friend, a decent swimmer, had an encounter where a friend who couldn't swim almost drowned, but clutched on to my friend, who was nearby, trying to support himself. In the process, de-functionalized my friend who might have saved both of them if the drowning fellow wasn't all over him. My friend eventually wrestled himself out of the guy's grip and escaped him. Fortunately, someone else helped the grappling drowner.

My swimmer friend explains that one of the things when lifeguards perform a rescue operation on someone who can't swim (like me, might I add!), they approach the person from behind because, as the saying goes, a drowning man will clutch at a straw. And looking at the image above, I'd bet it's easier to give a drowning person something they can clutch on, which u can then pull and help the drowner. Anyway, I digress! 

If, you find it hard to find a sense of pride in yourself, even if you honestly believe that blackness is an incurable condition you were born with, the least you can do is to appreciate that you might be wrong - be open to correction. Stop insisting on proving your point by imposing that lowly opinion on other black people. They have enough to deal with as it is. If you will insist on drowning, do everyone this favour: drown alone - don't drag the lifeguard or other swimmers with you to rock bottom. It's natural not to know how to swim, but it's wrong on many levels to clutch at someone else undersea and grip both their hands - drown alone if you will! The few black people who are upwardly mobile shouldn't be made to carry the weight of those black people who (may/may not be upwardly mobile, but) are  determined to pull down on blackness - this is unfair. Serve your nation: drown alone if you're not gonna try to, at least, let others rescue you.

5) Do not hope for miracles. Hope is not a strategy, anyway. If you don’t consistently spend less and/or sustainably earn more, you won’t get rich. That thing about miraculous prosperity, I’ll leave that for another day.

6) Live truthfully: acting rich is only convincing to those who are less fortunate than yourself (or perhaps equally unfortunate), and it sets them up for a further burden of perpetual misfortune. As a matter of fact, such pretentiousness is transparent to those who are actually rich and leaves it up to them not to manipulate you, seeing that you’re so desperate to convince yourself and your inner circle that you are successful. What do I mean? Well, conspicuous consumption (buying stuff for social status), among other traits, is what unsuccessful people resort to in the absence of actual success and leaves you at the mercy of anyone with the means and desire to sell you the feeling of being successful.


Why can they manipulate you? Good question, self: because you value their opinion more than your own, so you’d pay them if they affirmed you.


Point I was trying to make before you asked, is that false success costs your children. They pay for your social status with their chance at true success and they inherit (from YOU, of course) the burden/curse of keeping up appearances.


7) Talking of keeping up appearances: YOU CAN NEVER BE BETTER AT BEING WHITE THAN PEOPLE WHO ACTUALLY ARE WHITE. The prospect of being a secondhand white person and still having weaknesses that actual white people don’t have - such as having the unfortunate heritage of being oppressed for many generations - leaves you at a much worse place than just looking at facts (such as being a descendant of slaves) in the face and actually standing on the shoulders of those who came before you, rather than adopting cultures that were NOT evolved with your best interest at heart. What does it mean to be white, you ask? Well, it’s the province of white people to determine what it means to be white, but I can extrapolate. I can tell you what being white does not mean: it does not mean being interested in teaching you what umemulo means, or incwala, or seanamarena, or what lebollo/koma/umgonqo is actually about. If you will desert the quest to discover what that was about to begin with, and discard it as “barbaric” - if you will take the easy way out (by assuming another nation’s concept of being progressive) - well, the joke’s on you.


I can tell you that it doesn’t make sense for white people to be interested in what exactly is isikhakha, or why ibheshu made sense when other nations were already wearing pants, or why there’s nothing non-modern about carrying your child on your back. As a matter of curiosity: why will you only consider it if you read (or worse yet, heard) that some “researcher” says it improves the mother/child bond when it’s common knowledge to your grandmom back home? Why is it hard to fathom that your grandparents were black before you were black and therefore know much more about being black than you and the “researchers” (and those who cited them) combined?


Self (interrupting): Do you hate white people?


Me (indignant and dismissive): With all due respect: don’t be a jerk.


Me: (Moving along) Be white all you want. Hell, be burgundy if you please, but surrendering your right to self-determination - and subordinating your history and that of your children - is not what white people would do. So if you really ARE hung up on being white, start with determining what and who exactly you are. Nobody taught white people how to be white. Be a bit diligent about your mimicry. Do it properly. Consider this: Chinese manufacturers get to produce stuff even for American innovators because…? They can reproduce really, really well.


Self: K, but let’s be honest, you do hate white people, right?


Me: I don’t mean to be unkind or anything but you’re really being mindless about this. It has NOTHING to do with how I feel about white people at all. Get your mind out of the gutter and let’s reason together.

8) Lastly, being expressive is more important than twanging. These are not the same thing. While some white people might twang, it’s for reasons other than that they heard some other nation doing it: it’s native to them. So if you really want to be white, be original.

Yea, it's a pleasure.

Tuesday, 6 January 2015

 

Well, happy new year!!


So you really want to [insert new year's resolution here]? Don't post it on Facebook; commit. Here's my take on how to commit:

  • If it's to lose weight, sign up for a marathon happening in about 9 months, preferably far from home so it costs you money. Book the flights and accommodation already. If that's too drastic, read on:
  • Don't just sign up for gym, buy target-size clothes. If you're trying to be a size 32, buy gorgeous size 32 clothes.
  • If it's to start a business, quit your job.

Committing means: part ways with the comfort zone and burn your return bridges. Make the achievement of your goal the only sensible option. Make failure a ridiculous loss since there's the option to redeem the expense you've already made. Make it stupid.

After all, you always win some and lose some, make your wins intentional.

Wednesday, 24 December 2014

Broke and famous - a musician's headaches


Last week, I had the worst headaches of my life and I had all kinds of tests done, including a brain scan. Also went to an optometrist to make sure the headaches weren't caused by a change in my spectacles' prescription. All of these tests said I was healthy.

After all the consultations - thousands of rands later - I was helped by a nasal decongestant which costs about R20. I got immediate relief!

Now, did I demand my money back? No, that's not how life works, right? (Topic for another day!)

Why am I telling you this? Well, I got thinking about artists. There've been reports of Zola 7 being broke and later that he's making a comeback. Stories of rags-to-riches-to-rags aren't new. But I digress....

So all this payment could have been for a musician's services,right? If I hired a band, whether they play 5 songs or 50, I'm meant to respect their craft and PAY them their fee without trying to negotiate discounts or any such insulting stints. That's just how life works, isn't it?

Well, if only. I need to keep this article short so I'll wrap up with this call to action: next time you do hire musicians, pay them - and pay them upfront if you can, out of respect for their craft. I won't go into the comparison with how much more AMERICAN musicians get paid to appear here. No, the difference is not necessarily qualitative. Our musicians are better respected outside of SA. We just suck at supporting our own because we believe that consuming anything foreign makes us better. I'll actually just stop here.

Yea, I said it.

Monday, 22 December 2014

How does a blind programmer program?


Around 2004, I worked with a blind programmer, David, who was just amazing as a person, a programmer, and I later discovered he's part of a rock band where he plays a few instruments (including piano and guitar), singer, songwriter, and studio engineer.

Except for having a Braille printer attached to his PC, and text-to-speech software that read stuff out to him when he so chose, here's a few things about David:
  • Amazing memory. Shortly after I met him, he and I had to attend a meeting in the Johannesburg CBD (17 KM away from our Randburg office). Johannesburg is a very busy city with many one-way streets. I drove and he guided me thru the most efficient routes (from the passenger seat). He knew Joburg really well so he directed me from Randburg, all the way into the basement parking lot's entrance. Probably not a big deal but I was blown away.
  • He knew himself really well: We were late for that meeting so we had to hurry. When we got off the car, I unwittingly wanted to hold his hand and patiently lead the way. He politely asked to rather hold on to MY hand and told me to walk as I normally do. When we got to the security reception (where everyone's required to sign in) I knew what I was gonna do: slip a pen into his right hand and guide it to the dotted line. David politely asked me to place his LEFT thumb on the dotted line and he did the rest.


David was a senior programmer and really wasn't disabled. We worked for a bank and he was allocated to projects as one of the senior developers. You never felt like you needed to treat him with kids' gloves or anything like that - he was a solid programmer. He knew his stuff really well and most importantly (for me), he was a hell of a kind guy who was patient with junior guys, had a great sense of humour, and was totally self-reliant. 

Hell, this guy gave me an impression that he was more able-bodied than most sighted people. Taught me a hell of a lot in a short space of time.

Friday, 7 November 2014

Music career: fame, fortune, or both? You choose!


As technology continues its onslaught on job security, musicians/artists need one of these:

  • A complementary second career; preferably in IT. Not as a fallback plan, but as a necessary mind expader to help you think outside the traditional musicians' mindset of thinking that spending yourself perfecting your craft is limited to singing/playing an instrument. IT is particularly lucrative because if you can't beat it - if you continue to be out-thought and sacrificed at the altar of piracy - you had better join this revolution.  It will help you navigate the broader landscape. Better yet, it can position you as a fierce competitor for traditional record companies.
  • Budget to pay a technologist like me to halp them navigate the technology landscape. (Yea, I had to throw in the shameless self-promotion)
  • An ability to roll up your sleeves, grit your teeth, and accept the traditional recording contract's terms, conditions, gigs, chronic brokeness, warts, and all.

Choose or you get the third option by default.

Wednesday, 24 September 2014

New driver's tips


Dear newly licensed driver. Forget what they taught u. Here are the actual rules of the road. You won't get a ticket or fine and your driving experience will improve.

  • Go easy on the hand break. Don't use it at stop signs and traffic lights. Just use the foot brake. When u stop, get ready for the next take-off,don't only think of it when the light turns green. Clumsy drivers are a criminal's preferred target. But always use it when the car is parked,of course
  • Minimize the need to change lanes. Prefer the middle lane, the fast lane attracts hooters and middle fingers that paralyze u into making mistakes.
  • There is such a thing as driving too slowly. Flow with the traffic's average speed. This will save you from unnecessary stress and accidents.
  • Sit comfortably. Don't religiously keep both hands on the steering wheel and your nose up (did they teach u that too?!?) Relax,your right foot makes the car move faster,not your hands - you don't push the car forward by the steering wheel with your whole body.
  • Don't observe mirrors every 8 seconds anymore. But do pay attention to which car follows u for longer than 5 minutes and be aware of the nearest police station so u can go there if it's hijackers.
  • When a large truck is in the next lane,keep calm and stay in your lane. Go faster or slower to keep away from the unnerving effect.
  • I know everyone uses phones and all kinds of stuff while driving;don't give in to that peer pressure. You're fine without that.
  • Strap baby in the back seat! No child stands between seats! Don't take this personally,just do it. Accidents happen to all of us and you don't want the guilt of what happens to unstrapped kids.
  • Never drive without your safety belt on and your license with u,and diarize your license disk renewal - you WILL forget it. When u fill up, do let the guys check your oil and tyre pressure (u have to know what this must be). Before long trips,get a pre-trip inspection.
  • If in an accident,don't own up even if you're wrong but don't be impolite. Exchange insurance details, and get the cops. Get details of witnesses. Take pictures of the scene. Secretly put on your cellphone recorder in case u need evidence (I didn't tell you this!)
  • Observe this and you'll never be requested to buy any strange cool drinks for any traffic cop.
It's a pleasure.