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National News See other National News Articles Title: Magnificent Cape Town, Quiet Windhoek, Sane Africa My last night in Cape Town was spent at 91 Loop Boutique Hostel. Paying $33, I had a rather large, if very spartan, room, with my own toilet. With six beds, it was clearly intended as a dorm space, but tourists were still scarce, thanks to Covid. A filling breakfast was included, and it wasn’t just a buffet, but prepared to order. As is usual at any hostel, the clientele was mostly young. I noticed a Southeast Asian, a rare sight in Cape Town. (During my three-month stay, I had met a Vietnamese-American and a Filipina, both under 30. As we chattered over coffee, they kept their masks on between sips. When I said I didn’t trust the Covid “vaccines,” the Vietnamese-American got even chillier. At least the Filipina smiled with her eyes. Neither understood why I’d stray outside Cape Town’s safest zones, or take a taxi van.) The Southeast Asian at 91 Loop was a Filipino nurse working in Qatar, where he had spent six years. Before that, he was in Saudi Arabia. Eric had the confident, easy manner that comes with knowing you’re good looking. (God has blessed me in the opposite direction, however. If I was handsome, I’d be unbearable, even to myself.) Applying for a job in Springfield, Missouri, Eric had just taken a test in Joburg. As everyone must know by now, American hospitals are constantly recruiting foreign nurses and doctors. I had to warn Eric about leaving Qatar for Springfield, “You must know Filipinos in the States? Ask them about the situation there. Also, make sure you can save while working in the US. You don’t want to regret leaving Qatar.” After twelve years abroad, Eric had stashed away enough to ponder opening a mini hotel back home, “In Bukidnon. I’m from the same province as Manny Pacquiao!” “Your next president!” “Ha, ha!” Investing in tourism during a worsening Covid crisis is not exactly wise, but hey, he’ll figure it out soon enough. In any case, Eric hadn’t been home since Covid was launched. His last two vacations, he spent in Georgia and Armenia. Overhearing our conversation, a young man at a nearby table introduced himself, “I’m sorry, but I hear you guys talking about jobs overseas?” “He’s applying for a job in the US. Where are you from?” “I’m South African, but I want to get out. It’s horrible here.” Thin, Dean had a worried face and defeated posture. “Are you from Cape Town?” “Just north of here. I just got cheated. That’s why I’m at this hostel. A guy rented me a room he didn’t own.” “How much did you lose?” “Just a month’s rent.” “You’re lucky.” “I know.” “So what are you going to do?” “I’ll look at another room today. It’s cheap enough. I hope it works out.” “You can always move into a township!” “Yeah, right.” “And get killed!” “Even if I don’t,” he frowned, “I can’t walk 50 yards to get water to do my laundry. I’m a white man.” “I’m just kidding. So what do you do, man?” “I work at a sporting club. I sit at the entrance and collect the money. I’m sort of the manager there,” he chuckled. “That’s one job where they still want a white man!” “What do you mean?” “The Africans, they steal.” “Hmmm.” “For just about every other job, a white man is at the bottom. There’s a thing here called Black Economic Empowerment.” “Like Affirmative Action in the States.” “Exactly, so white men are below blacks, women, gays, black women, everybody! I know a black woman who doesn’t even show up to work! She doesn’t have to, and her company doesn’t really care. They just hired her because she’s a black woman.” Post Comment Private Reply Ignore Thread Top • Page Up • Full Thread • Page Down • Bottom/Latest
#1. To: Ada (#0)
Painful ironies..... “The Africans, they steal.” All corporations of any size push peecee like their lives depend on it, but oh boy they don't put many in responsible positions for the above reason. That worthless bitch hired for her skin color (because of kike supremacy), I'd give my right pinna to know how many such drains there are on the economy -- in SA or USA. _____________________________________________________________ USA! USA! USA! Bringing you democracy, or else! there were strains of VD that were incurable, and they were first found in the Philippines and then transmitted to the Korean working girls via US military. The 'incurables' we were told were first taken back to a military hospital in the Philippines to quietly die. – 4um
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