The baby in the bath is too much. As a poster commented it looks ridiculously fake for one thing...but that's not even the problem.
S.A.S are putting up what might be the gross corpse of a black child up on their site , not as a image of tragedy....but as a trophy. Anyone with half a brain knows that when they were hunting for gory news in South Africa that upon viewing that image a thrill of excitment went though them...."Yes they thought ...The jackpot !!"
I don't care how much you hate South Africa or a group of people or whatever happened to you in life...but when you delight in this sort of thing you've lost your humanity. Fuck you , you sick fucks !
For me it's a final straw. When you think you're dealing with sane misguided people that's one thing. But when you're dealing with souless sick sadist with blood fetish you've got to ask yourself if you want to keep playing the game. I honestly don't have the time for this blog. Not the blog really...but time to live in the past. Time to bother with the ignorant out of touch expats on S.A.S. Time to keep refuting lie after lie , sensationalistic statement after sensationalistic statement.
Unlike the horrible, vile pile of mucus wrongfully parading as members of the human race on S.A.S we in South Africa have a good quality of life. We don't work crap hours for crap wages to pay off our crap small flats like they do, with no friends or means to entertain us but to lurk around the S.A blogsphere and spit the dummy.
Let them do it I say. They need it. They've got nothing resembling the quality of life we do...and they're bitter and envious and self loathing for their stupid decision to leave. Every day we take big strides forward in South Africa it stings at their very cores. Well fuck them. It's never fun or worth your time to play against a sore loser who just doesn't know when he's beat. I've proven time and again that South Africa is better in everyway than the mythical pre 1994 "paradise" they so eurocentrically describe...there's nothing more to say....I wash my hands of this whole scene. I'm calling it off for at least a month. Bye bye...and thanks for the mammaries. In the words of Eric Cartman : Screw you guys...I'm going home.
Peace and love