Retrenchment and the loss of identity – why being dissed is a doozy

Retrenchment and the loss of identity – why being dissed is a doozy

 

Retrenchment is a strange devil – it’s something so scathingly passive-aggressive, we don’t know how to respond to it.
In a sense, as the Section 189 documents relevant to the South African retrenchment process will tell you – you have lost your position through “no fault of your own”. But any person who has gone through it will know that “no fault of your own” is as vague an HR term as are innovation, agile and core competency in the pretentious sport of jargon-slinging.
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Shoes, pants, proximity and conversations

Shoes, pants, proximity and conversations

You know it’s gonna be an interesting day when you put your shoes on before your pants. At five o’clock in the morning, rectifying this pants-shoes situation feels a lot more complicated than it really is. It’s an arduous task filled with loads of sighs, but soft sighs, cos you don’t want to wake your family.

Nevertheless, pants and shoes in place, I set off for my morning walk, hoping the world wouldn’t put me on before its pants today… (more…)

Loving thy neighbours… or not…

Loving thy neighbours… or not…

I don’t like neighbours. Punt. Klaar. Of nie?

​Now-now! Hold your horses – no need to get your grump on. This statement carries no offence and is more of a generalisation about my own character than any one of the people who happen to live in my proximity. I’m sure there’s a chance my neighbours don’t like me either. But both the neighbours and I would be presumptuous in this belief. We would be uttering our discord from a position of ignorance since we can’t say, objectively, that we don’t like each other. After all, we don’t even know each other.

Of course, I am not referring to any neighbour in particular, nor any neighbourhood for that matter. I think my peevedness with neighbours and neighbourhoods are unfortunate side-effects of my rebellious nature. I inherently distrust and loathe any bandwagons or conventional social hierarchies. I test the merits of authority before conceding to it. I dislike compliance with anything that sprouts from an unchecked group psyche… (more…)

Overcoming bigotry in South Africa

Overcoming bigotry in South Africa

Hatred – any kind of hatred – is about fear, first and foremost. I have experienced hatred in myself, I have felt it, acted on it, been it before – and it has always been about fear.

It is a fear of losing control, a fear of change, a fear of loss, a fear of being exposed or having to face your demons. It is a fear of not being able to face reality. (more…)