So why would we cherish lawlessness? Our culture should be based on better things than self-centredness
Recently my doctor, concerned about a few things in his initial examination, ordered some bloodwork to be done on me.
This involved the inconvenience of me having to fast from a certain hour one evening, before inconveniently dragging my weary bones out of bed at an inconvenient hour to be at the pathologist’s offices.
Anyway, despite all the inconvenience, I complied. And I complied so well that I actually got to the facility on the corner of Du Toitspan Road and Lyndhurst Street well before they opened I am a keen bleeder, it seems.
Waiting for the doors to open for business, I spent my time watching the traffic at the intersection; and I noticed that I was not the only one being inconvenienced that morning.
Apparently, some arbitrary goon had decided to place a no-stopping traffic sign on the sidewalk in front of the Curomed Hospital parking area. Fortunately the minibus taxis were having none of it, and were dutifully dropping off their passengers right next to that offending sign. In fact, so determined were they to show their resistance to the tyranny of that horrible sign, that they were queueing up to drop their charges.
Of course there were those horrible people in their luxury sedans and work bakkies who became impatient at these valiant taxi operators who are systematically dismantling the tyranny of arbitrary traffic rules.
In fact, come to think of it, isn’t it time we celebrated the intrepid rebels who by their actions are saying a resounding NO to the oppression of laws.
I mean who wouldn’t want to just drop their plastic bottle in the street after they’ve slaked their thirst? Or throw packets and fast food wrappers out of their car at will? We could live in paradise were it not for inconvenient laws against littering.
Oh, and if only our citizens could be allowed to conveniently urinate anywhere on our streets, or walk those fragrant streets freely, conveniently consuming alcohol straight from the bottle! Why, oh why do laws prohibit this; it would be so nice to experience freedom!
I shudder to think what would become of us as a nation if we were not allowed to use our cellphones whilst driving – I am glad that there is no law restricting this joyous convenient freedom.
I can think of nothing more horrible than having roads filled with attentive, courteous drivers.
Seriously though, it seems that we have become a people who are determined not to be inconvenienced. Drivers creep over intersections while the traffic light is bright red, seemingly all because waiting behind that line for a green light is far too inconvenient.
Yet we may have to be careful in our flouting of inconvenient laws, because what we practice for long enough we establish, what has been established becomes a lifestyle, and living a lifestyle for long enough makes it our culture, and culture is something we cherish.
So why would we cherish lawlessness? Our culture should be based on better things than self-centredness.
To the Native Americans culture, pure culture, was very important. In fact it was so important that every decision they made was based on the seventh generation principle. The principle whereby in every decision, be it personal, governmental or corporate, they’d consider how it would affect their descendants seven generations into the future.
But here’s the kicker: though Western society generally considers a generation to be 25 years; the Native American Lakota Nation considers one generation to be 100 years.
THAT is how committed they were to a pure, noble, refined culture.
So what really has been bothering me since that day observing the traffic at the intersection has not been the results of my blood test, but rather what South Africa our next generation will find, that we left waiting for them.