Girl, Run!

In light of yet another tsunami of violence perpetrated against Namibian women and children, I feel obliged to warn our sisters against some of these filthy f***ers.

It’s all good to toyi-toyi in the street, ask the courts to refuse bail and produce placards to condemn gender-based violence after the atrocity, but since so many women are maimed and killed by those closest to them, I think we need to be a little more proactive.

First, I have to apologise that, again, I have to alert the victims and would-be victims. It’s because the perpetrators simply don’t get it. Most of them don’t even think they’re doing something wrong or simply don’t think their behaviour is problematic.

Can someone please explain to me why we try everything to have sex with a woman but then denigrate her? It’s hilarious. So, your d**k is so toxic that it poisons anyone who comes into direct contact with it?

See what religious societies breed?

All religions preach violence and magic and argue against logical and practical conflict resolution.

Instead of first do no harm, we believe women are less than men, that the universe should be tamed to serve us, that if we won’t adhere to the outdated rules of an invisible but omnipotent and jealous god, we’ll burn in hell’s eternal fire.

The violence is indoctrinated from our first breath.

These guys don’t deserve the sweet nectar that is the care, attention and love of a woman:

How do you even enjoy anything while you don’t know what your offspring is eating or that they are safe and cared for? And you have the audacity to proclaim to the world on social media that you were spanked by your parents and you turned out OK. No, you didn’t. You turned into a financial abuser who doesn’t care for your responsibility and who cannot look after themselves financially. Sleg!

Be careful of these assholes. They keep you from your family and friends so that they don’t see how they abuse you. They highlight a single incident of what someone told another and justify that as the general behaviour of women. Men like this manipulate a woman to the extent that she doubts her own sanity and decision-making. Avoid them at all cost. If you see the signs: Run!

They justify their f***y behaviour by pointing to women who go about their business making their own choices and minding their own goddamn business. They say that women also abuse men by “eating their money or abusing them emotionally” and feel that because they know of one woman who got her own back, that should serve as an example against the avalanche of despicable crimes men commit daily against women and children. Most of these troglodytes are still under the impression that women exist to be of service to them and their enjoyment.

Someone once asked: What are you doing with all that spare time? Save the world? Or are you too busy sliding into people’s DMs and inboxes like a freshly showered snake to just say “hi”? Voetsek! Show some respect. Write out the words and if you don’t know how, find out or get yourself a phone that can complete or correct your spelling. This guy’s lack of communication skills will be your downfall, my sister. If he’s not 12 and can’t write or tell you how he feels, he’s going to have to show you who’s boss.

First of all, f***of! You should just say you are too broke or stingy to take her out or that you don’t rate your chances and therefore want to trap her in a confined space where she’ll feel scared to say no. Be upfront. You know you want to lure this woman into your shitty buitekamer and force her to have sex with you. These are the kind of filthy assholes who ask “what was she doing in his room? Why was she in his bed? What was she wearing? Why did she walk alone? Why was she drunk?”

Guys who believe they have earned eternal gratitude and an instant relationship because they bought one round at the bar should sit the f**k down. You can’t lord over anyone because you bought them a beer. Go home, you silly child. No one forced you and no one is f***ing you for a beer. And no, you didn’t lose or waste money if you bought drinks for women and they don’t want to go f**k you in the parking lot.

We know you are just trying to d**k-ride the minister because you hope to get a tender. No one in their right mind would make sense of the behaviour of this disaster of a minister. Girl, if you think you like him, ask him where he stands on Penda. If he comes with some “ja, but the minister is right. Soldiers should be left to….” Run! This motherf**ker is crazy and will justify your killing with silly arguments like “she provoked me by asking who called me at midnight”.

We all know that guy whose father had the lokasie shop and always wore the latest and best. He had a car in high school even though he was as thick as a brick. Now there’s no more business and this guy still wants to be respected in the kasi, even though he’s always on a zula spree in his 1995 BMW. Guys living on other people’s past glories are as dangerous as a scorpion at dusk. If dude can’t pull himself up by the boot straps or organise his own hustle, you need not give him the time of day. Don’t be dazzled by the shiny car or chain. He’s just into you because you have your own place and he needs somewhere to sleep.

Stay safe.

– rambler@namibian.com.na; @NamRambler on Twitter; The Rambler on Facebook

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