Day 15 - The Hot Cross Bunny

Two weeks and one day. Post fifteen of 365. The sun is shining in a light breeze. I’m feeling good. It seems my considerably better half and our jointly constructed off spring are happy too. The off spring are considering the heights of their sugar rush tomorrow morning, my daughter, who is 98% sure that the easter bunny doesn’t really exist, is planning on how she will keep her eggs from her younger brother.  The Sharks are playing today in Durban in a game that they should win, there are holiday makers everywhere (with the combined Easter public holidays and the schools shutting its another longish holiday), people, for their own reasons, are in a festive mood, and no doubt a chilled beer or two will be drunk later around the braai / BBQ.

This will be the first Easter in my kids lifetime that I will witness the passage of the Easter bunny through our garden. Having owned niteclubs forever I have always got home too late – or too early depending on your outlook on life – to witness this ritual. I have in the past chuckled to myself. We have a tradition in our family of leaving out a glass of milk and a carrot for the elusive rabbit – and my job for the last 10 years, on arrival from the club was to make sure the milk was drunk and the carrot eaten or at least chewed upon. Now picture the scene; dodgy nite club owner comes home, invariably after a drink or two, trying to keep quiet so as not to awaken the sleeping kids he chews on the milk and drinks the carrot… you do the maths! At least I didn’t have to do the rabbit footprints down the passage. My wife, being the ever thoughtful one, always ensured that the biggest carrot she could find was always left out for me. Christmas too was also a good time, mince pies and a glass of milk. At four o’ clock in the morning. With my Christmas spirit on.

I often wonder what motivates people to do certain things. On the local news this morning it was reported that a church in Chatsworth was busy erecting a 50m high cross, the on site news reporter breathlessly telling the watchers that it would be four times higher than the church building itself and higher than the Statue of Liberty. Now I’ve been to the top of the Statue of Liberty and am pretty sure that its quite high – the steps seemed to go on forever - and am pretty sure the view from the top is better too. I’m not against the cross in Chatsworth, but I do think the money raised to manufacture and erect this Christian symbol could have been better spent carrying out anonymous Christian acts of generosity. And I wonder how they got planning permission for it. In this day and age when the world is full of liberals and no one, it seems, is ballsy enough and prepared to put their name to something that might be controversial. I’m sure the Muslims will have a thing or two to say about this in due course. Unfortunately for them it might be a bit small for them to fly a plane into. I can however recommend a few alternative targets in ‘texas.

On the same news program, it was reported that over 30 people have died on the roads so far in South Africa since Thursday, today is Saturday and its now about lunch time. More than 30. How many people die on the roads in New Zealand or Australia and England? In 3 days? In December more than 1000 people died. In one month. I have previously eluded to my favourite subject of persevering stupidity, and this is a good example of this. Every holiday is the same. And our erstwhile police departments still think that hiding behind bushes speed trapping people is the way to go. Do you not think that if the police took a more proactive and educational approach and actually patrolled the highways and byways, positively correcting bad driving habits, the death toll and stupidity would decrease? Do you not think that if they set the example and were themselves law abiding the death toll would decrease? Do you not think that if they were paid more, recruited better and trained more effectively the corruption would decrease and the moral would increase? Do you not think that if they – and this now applies to all who apply laws and penalties -  applied the law evenly and without fear or favour that the country would improve? Obviously there are those serving who are worthy of being respected, you I respect and this is not meant for you. It’s the rest that piss me off. I have moaned repeatedly in the past about countries like Britain being police states, but hell, their system works and people are, in the main, law abiding and their country’s moral fiber is bound tightly. And they have invested in the resources to apply the law.

To anyone reading this, my wishes to you for this time. I hope your medical plan is up to date and covers visits to the dentist. Now, which supermarket was it that had a special on rabbit………..

Until tomorrow. God Speed.