Placing the blame for all the world’s miseries on gays

OUR WORLD is bleeding. One person’s death seems to be another’s bread. Hatred, fear and resentment wherever you go. And the same people in whom we have entrusted our country’s well-being is letting us, as a nation, down. The national bus strike brought commuters to their knees.

Many who were bound to travel over the Easter period had to cancel. Ironically, the unions walked away from the negotiation tables with an offer that was so meagre it was not worth bringing the entire bus service to a screeching halt.

Over in Syria, 68 children died on buses carrying evacuees from besieged towns last Saturday in a bomb blast. How sick can you get? Wait, there is more: A chemical attack on civilians killed 74 people. Do you kill your own people like rats?

Moving on to Chechnya, we have concentration camps for gay people. They are tortured and some even killed. I never thought that after the terrible Holocaust we would ever see a concentration camp again.

Late at night we, the homeless, will sit and talk about these issues. We can’t figure it out. There are many gays, bisexuals and transgenders among us.

We can’t understand the fixation with gays. Pastors come to Africa to preach against us (so much for “thou shall not judge”).

When I hear the word pastor I get a rash. It’s like we are the cause of all the issues in the world. Do they know something we don’t? Are we the so-called New World Order? Rumour has it that Sir Elton John is head of the gay Mafia. Now that dagga is legalised in some countries, these guys should roll a joint and… chill.

As everyone knows, there are many illegal churches popping up. I kinda figured it out. The true purpose of it might be money laundering.

See, churches don’t have to declare their income. They also don’t pay tax. All the money made through drug sales can now safely be deposited into an account via the church.

When you live on the street, you see everything, hear everything but say nothing.

I am sure that you must have noticed recently that begging is on the rise. Wonder why? It has almost become impossible to try to earn a living on the streets. Recycling is frowned upon. Meanwhile, recycling is bringing the city thousands of rand in revenue. Washing cars is a no-no due to water restrictions and we are no longer allowed to park cars. If we have no self-supported means to help ourselves the next logical solution would be to ask (beg). And we hate it.

Now, what if you, dear reader, can’t help us? We are not all born thieves. Opportunities might create themselves. The city is holding some of us hostage. Our backs are up against the wall.

The city should issue vending permits to us to “walk and sell” items like chips, ice cream and so.