South African Political Prisoner Cornelia De Wet Back in Court

South African Political Prisoner Cornelia De Wet Back in Court

South Africa Farmers to Pay for Legal Expenses and a question about Mandela

I often receive emails from a concerned South African farmer  regarding issues affecting his farm and safety. Once again, he has raised a concern regarding the new land claims law signed into power by President Jacob Zuma. 

Giants Castle, Kwa-Zulu Natal

Another issue he is raising, after following the history and timeline of Nelson Mandela and his date of death, according to several sources that he died in June 2013, together with his ancestral funeral. The twelve-month mourning period shortened to six months in this case. One has to wonder Peter read the new book released by Zelda La Grange and found some issues he wants clarity on and comments on some of the subject matters.

Nelson Mandela and Zelda La Grange

FARMERS AND NEW LAW

President Jacob Zuma signed into law on 30 June 2014, two new laws. Land Claims to be reopened and

Land Valuation Court to be created.
To contest a Land Claim and the value of the property involved, it means the farmer has to pay for his legal team's expenses.

By the time, the proceedings and court decision is made the farmer involved will not have much money left. He should have accepted the low price and saved himself all those other costs and time wasted.
You know what that means. Farmer loses everything. He lost his farm!
Did the farmer agree to those laws?

It is theft.

Farmers who read that book know that their farms will be taken away. They believe in that book and do all that is required, so they lose their farms and income.
Farmers who believe in restitution know that their children will suffer, suffer losses, yet the farmers go along and let it happen.

The only thing to do is to call the bluff and refuse to accept any offer, court summons and registered letters.
All this exercise coming from the ANC & SACP is a blatant lie and theft.

NELSON MANDELA SOME QUESTIONS

Zelda La Grange wrote and published her book, 'Good morning, Mr. Mandela.'
On page 324 she wrote, 'The last time I saw Madiba alive was on 11 July 2013...'
Then there is a void in the timeline in the book until 5 December 2013 when it was reported that Mandela died.

It was the 11 July 2013 that Mandela was buried at midnight in foothills of Giants Castle in the side of the

valley and his body wrapped in a leopard's skin.
Only members of the Central Committee of the South African Communist Party were present when Mandela was safely stowed.

In addition, Miss Zelda La Grange was present. That makes her also a member of the Central Committee.

Now she is with Mrs, Graca Machel. Also a Communist, campaigning in Africa for women's rights.

My thoughts on the above two issues - 

I wonder who is right and who is wrong - 

I Think it is a crime committed by the South African Government 

to issue harsh laws against farmers. 

Who will feed us???????????

As for Mandela, Peter you are probably right, his actual date of death is 

surrounded  by mystery and  conspiracy...

Cheeky Comment for South African Whites to Give Up Upmarket Homes

Cheeky Comment for South African Whites to Give Up Upmarket Homes

Abused White Woman Finally has a Hope of Freedom

The story I am about to tell is a real story and a story close to my heart. In South Africa and all around the world, people hear the horror stories of abuse, torture, rape, torment, and misfortune. Reading about the stories is one way to bring awareness, but when people are involved in making a difference the whole outlook of horrors changes to gratitude and humbleness.

Natasha & Chris - September 2013

This is the story of Natasha and Chris, two people from entirely different backgrounds whose lives read like a horror movie. Natasha is almost thirty years old and finally after years of suffering has the hope of freedom.

Natasha was abused at the age of six by her grandfather. Her parents divorced and her life was barely comfortable from a young child. At the age of thirteen, Natasha disappeared, according to her account she was alone in the world with no family and somehow ended up living with Nigerians. Nigerians who were notorious drug lords.

From the age of thirteen, without any formal education and no chance of receiving any, she was given drugs and alcohol and turned into a prostitute. As the years went by, she was then used as a drug mule for the Drug Lords and traveled to China, Brazil, London, and some other countries to deliver drugs and diamonds to contacts overseas. We have heard of stories about these young women taking drugs from one country to another and being detained to face a life imprisonment, but Natasha was never caught. One can only assume it was because of her formal lack of education.

At the age of twenty-two, still a Nigerian call girl, she met Chris, who came from a loving home, had siblings and a decent education. Chris displayed talents with bright prospects for the future; he too became a slave to drugs. Chris worked in the manufacturing industry and paid a weekly wage for his services. Friday was drug and booze day; he would end up in one of the drug dealers dens for the entire weekend, fed with drugs and set free on Sunday. No money, lonely and sorry for his behavior would return home.

From the age of twenty, Chris started using drugs, his parents sent him to rehab time after time, and he would be clean for a few months, and then start the abuse repeatedly. Support groups were joined, to help. Intervention from church leaders was sought, and other family members were asked to assist. This all helped to a degree, for a six month clean slate only to return to the old ways of drugs and alcohol. Nothing helped simply because Chris did not want help. Finally, his family had enough and told him to find his way in life, and turned to tough love. Chris left home.

Eight years ago, Chris and Natasha moved in together and realizing her difficult life she had led, he wanted to help her. It would be a case of the blind leading the blind. Over the years, they moved into back rooms of houses, sharing ablution facilities with mainly black people. The type of rooms was small, dark, with limited lighting, and dirty. Often one house would accommodate up to a hundred people with no kitchen facilities and had to share one bathroom. During the weeks, he would go to work and over weekends drink alcohol. Drugs became second choice while alcohol was primarily first option. It was legal and easy to access.

Their life together was a roller coaster ride of moving from one back room to another, working, and drinking. Natasha was off the street, no longer a prostitute and began to understand there was a life after drugs. The two would try their best to stay away from alcohol and for months stay clean, and try to live an ordinary life.

Natasha found her mother several years ago and had the opportunity of visiting. She met her two brothers and bonded as best as she could. Her mother moved away and for a few years; they did stay in touch by phone, but clearly, there was no love or help for the lost Natasha.

Of Course Chris’ family continued to support the two and at the age of 27 Natasha was given the chance to go to the movies, it was the first time in her life she saw the film on the big screen. She began to enjoy some normality like eating at a restaurant, a visit to the zoo or going to church.

However, the year of abuse took its toll on her health and from the beginning of this year; she was admitted to a government hospital several times. With her deteriorating health and squalor living conditions, drinking alcohol was dangerous. Once again, Natasha lost contact with her mother, and her condition became an emotional one of rejection.

Chris for the entire year remained clean, and it is assumed the stress of the continuous fighting with their neighbors, who clearly did not like Natasha and would make living conditions difficult for her. She was not allowed to use the toilet during the day, and was only allowed to shower in cold water. Their electricity was turned off most of the time, and so the continued abuse caused Natasha to have a mental breakdown. Her behavior changed from rational to lunacy. Whether it was a combination of medical tablets received from, the hospital mixed with alcohol or drugs it is unknown. She would rant and rave, throw her clothes away, mix cat food with their food among other strange occurrences, like cut her hair almost bald. Her neighbors were annoyed with the constant noise. They took a whip, and hit her shouting that it was the only way to get rid of the devil within her. Her legs are severely damaged, cut, and bruised from this beating.

The sudden change in behavior over the past two months caused Chris to return to drugs. A drug addict we know would sell all their belongings to support their habit and two weeks ago, Chris gave his car to a drug lord as surety for a quick fix. The drug lord did not refuse; money is money, and there is no end to the injustices of their structure of supplying drugs.

This last week was a nightmare; the pair was asked to leave their room by the end of the month, and a turning point for Natasha, who finally cried out for real help. It was arranged with caring people to take them to a facility where the two would once again get help.

Thursday night, Chris got his wages, and as he attempted to enter the premises where he lived, three Nigerians with guns told him to come with them. Chris knew they were from the drug lord and did not resist. He was placed in a small dark room, stripped and his money taken. The drug lord told him he wanted all his money. Otherwise, he would kill him. Chris declined to tell the entire story of what happened to him the night he was held hostage, and was given a dose of Heroin before he was set free the next morning. So hooked on heroin and full of drug confidence, Chris said he did not want help and refused all offers for a chance to change.

Natasha was adamant; her body was sore, she could barely walk, but she wanted out, and she wanted help. On Friday, with the assistance of friends, Natasha met a social worker who gave her support and arranged for a new home for her. She had to spend one more night in the hellhole and would begin a new life with new opportunities on Saturday.

Saturday, with her few clothes and belongings packed in black plastic bags, Natasha entered a home for the destitute. At first, she appeared frightened and apprehensive about staying with strangers, but the overpowering love and humbleness soon brought a smile to her sad face.

Chris & Natasha - Friday June 27

Her new home is a place for destitute, needy, and underprivileged people. A place that is currently home to almost 1,500 white people that have experienced hardships in the past. With the opportunity to talk to some of the residents, the grateful and humble attitude of these people was astonishing. The energy of love and support flowing among the residents is a blessing.

Chris & Natasha Friday June 27 - Clearly in need of Help.

Tomorrow Natasha will be taken to a clinic where doctors will access her physical health and treat her badly bruised body. The residents of the home and social workers will give her support, and it is with gratitude that Natasha finally can have the hope of living a decent life.

Sadly, to say, Chris did not want the offer of help and is now all alone in his back room, living with the threat of a drug lord who wants to kill him. Chris is well aware that he may not ask the police for help, and his choice of not taking help will ultimately be his downfall. It is a known fact that the drug lords are merciless and cruel. Two horrific killings have happened to users who did not pay their drug bill recently.

Author’s note :

I am well aware of the heartache and suffering of parents that have children who are hooked on drugs. For many years, I have been involved with support groups, extending support and receiving support. Chris is my son, and this is the child I know, not the 'devil one' existing today.

Chris a few years ago.

GMO in Foods - Plea from South African Farmer

A South African Farmer is outraged with the agricultural and chemicals companies around the  world and their intentions to ruin the farms. This is his letter that he sent to the Farmer's Weekly for publication.

Laura,
This is a draft copy I plan to send to Farmer's Weekly.
Peter







Madam,
Please publish my letter.

            I wonder who you are?
Dr. Chris Palmer (FW, 20June) hits back at letter 'More GM outcry (FW, 23 May) with a rather good explanation. I could see his accreditation will be good coming from his employers, i.e. big agriculture/chemical company.
National Geographic, July 2014, gives a good report on what the United States and China are doing in Africa.

Therefore, we can see that it is here in Africa, big agriculture companies whom from the USA supply 70% of their own food and small-scale farmers from Mainland China where 70% of their population supply food for their population.
On any account when either is in, they will say to us, who have farmed the land in Africa since before 1900, "We do not want you, , , goodbye."

How many laws are broken, promises broken that are not justified, in order that these global giants come in? Breaking the law does not justify them to take over.
My father was still planting citrus trees at the age of 90, a few weeks from his 91st birthday, when on 9 September 2001, he was poisoned. He died right inside his house. He had had his breakfast and went to feed his two dogs on the veranda, he died while still standing up, and he had no time to stop his fall and put his hands out, as he was dead while standing. His head hit the stonewall leaving his hair on the masonry.

The police were called, a sergeant came in his van, stood outside my father's house, did not come into the house, and he could see his body at a distance of about 20 meters. The sergeant said, "I can see his dead body. I can go now and make an entry at the station. .." He drove away without even touching his body or look for any telltale evidence.
His GP was called; it was a Sunday, and he said over the phone, "I know he had a heart problem, come to my rooms tomorrow, and I will issue a death certificate..."

During 2013, I had a dream. My father came to me while I was at his house. He said to me, "I should be dead now. I am alive, if you tell my GP I will die..." then he was gone.
Also during 2013, I reported to the police the poisoning of a dead cow that happened on my farm and opened a case. A bunch of police came and said they found another dead animal on my farm and wanted me to identify it as mine. While speaking to one of the police officers, he said that chemicals are used that cannot be found in any autopsy.

Another animal was killed after I had opened a case! Therefore, I knew what he was angling at. "We killed your cow and your father.. ." This matter obviously cannot be brought to a court of law and get a conviction. It would be thrown out. Not enough evidence.. .
In addition, I knew that someone had poisoned my father. Why did the police not look further to find out what killed him? Why did his GP not see his body see what was wrong before issuing a death certificate?

We find out these things when it is too late.

I have from my own observations worked out what was possibly used on my father that killed him instantly. Black Widow Spider (Lactrodectus mactans), Grand cactus (Selenicereus) ) Indian Suicide tree (Cerbera odoera), Deadly nightshade (Atropa belladonna) and Aconite (Aconitum napellus).

I will not buy anything that is GMO if I can help it. What else is in GMOs that we have not been told about? Many products on the shelves in the supermarkets do not mention on the label whether the product is GMO or not.
Food that is not up to standard or worse has side effects and consequences.

Peter


Note to Editor.
The central theme in my letter is Big Pharmaceuticals, and Big Agriculture Companies work together to get the land in Africa. We did have the opportunity to say good-bye to him. They did not want my father, they wanted his farm. All the 4000 citrus trees have been cleared away and sugar cane planted instead, done by a large agriculture company. My brother who inherited my father's farm was forced to leave and sell to due his paying land rates and having his own farm animals poisoned, thanks to a vet and a police officer. (Names withheld.)
In addition, a very drunk President Gerald Ford gave China the right to occupy Africa's large cities and small towns and take any oil during December 1975 when he visited what was then called Red Chi