Just stop.

So it has been over a month without a rant of sorts.

The world is a volatile place.
Serious filth.

So you will tell me, tell us something new.
I watched Branded a witch on BBC 3 which was recommended after that watched The world’s most dangerous place for women.

It was all a bit much.
I was left wanting to punch people.
I got stubby.
Seriously.
I think I have a problem.

Branded a Witch was a documentary highlighting what many children go through in Congo and in the United Kingdom.
A few African cultures believe children get possessed and commit horrendous crimes if not stopped.
Signs of possession/ witchcraft are bed wetting and rude behavior, only to mention a few.
“Pastors” of churches are told by “God” and led by the “Holy spirit” to seek out these children, who are then beaten, abused and thrown onto the streets.
Children as young as 6 set alight.
Children as young as 5 starved and beaten.

I find it difficult to have grace in situations like that.
I find it hard to understand how “God” can be manipulated and therefore becomes a catalyst for such shit in the world!
How can I be calm when my heart aches whenever I see such injustice.
I wonder is it wrong for me to get so angry I want to inflict pain on those people. Probably.
I struggle with this because I should show grace but have a heart for injustice.
I find myself wondering if I have to reach a certain level of holiness where my instant reactions are those of grace and love, not just hatred and anger.

Don’t get me wrong I do not live in a bubble and use the think of the starving African child every time I face trouble. I just struggle with the utter nonsense the human race justifies as God.

Take responsibility for your actions.
What do we do?
I selfishly need to air things out and hope someone helps me along with a solution.
I am not the next Princess D nor the next Mother Theresa.
I don’t have power or influence.

So obviously the documentary made me angry.
What made me more angry was the excuses.
Stop using God as an excuse.
Simple.

Rant over….

Next Hype

If you have a not been living in a hole for the last week I am sure you have not missed it.

STOP KONY.

This phrase is on anyone and everyones lips.

A lot of people have stepped up and giving there opinions.

It is a little too late, isn’t it?

I do not think it is ever too late to stand up for justice.

It can not be late when there are children still mindlessly killing.

It can not be too late. Ever.

Other dictators and evil doers do exist. Are you going to wait another 20 years?

Of course other evil doers do exist. This is not an excuse.

Step up off your lazy ass and do something useful. Change never happened because one cynical person questioned it or just sat aside because he is just one person.

The money raised is lining there pockets!

I dare you to make and start a campaign with no money.

You do not understand the issue, you are just joining a band wagon. You watched a thirty minute video and wow you are now an activist.

And you clearly do because you are well read and have been to “Africa”. Uganda is a country, not a continent.

It takes one person to have a heart, to show compassion, to love and notice something is not right.

I am happy to join the band wagon.

These views are all mine.

I am Ugandan, I have always known about this injustice and it is about time people knew.

If you spent more time reading than playing your xbox maybe you would be better informed.

Either join the band wagon or slate it.

Do not take time out of your day to stop change.

Be the change you want to see happen.

Also, this is not the first time social media has commented on society.

You were just blind to it, also facebook and twitter did not exist.

Too much to young…

After watching Pushy and Proud, The palour mums edition, i find myself enraged.

A four year old should not be having a spray tan.

A six year old does not need make up to feel beautiful.

A bullied ten year old does not need her eyebrows tinted to fit in.

A parent’s personal insecurities should never be put on a child.

A parent justifying these beauty treatments as treats is insane.

A parent justifying these beauty treatments as aids to ease children into puberty is ridiculous.

A child does not need a manicure, eyelashes and spray tan to fit in or feel like they are good enough.

What is the world coming to when a seven year old feels ugly and worthless without make up?

It angers me.

Your self worth is not in direct correlation to the amount of tat you can plaster on yourself.

As an adult and as a child these expectations and lies need to be kicked in the ovaries.

Simple fact.

The owners claim it is harmless fun.

I think it is conditioning.

When does a five year old decide i am not beautiful ooooo here is a kiddie salon to help ease your worries.

You can tan and pluck and wax but when all is said and done you will still feel like utter crap.

Your looks will fade and then what…..

Without a brain cell to cling to what are you left with?

What is next kiddie plastic surgery?

Draw a line some where.

Disclaimer: Screw the disclaimer these are my thoughts. I do not reserve the right to change my mind on this one. AN EIGHT YEAR OLD DOES NOT NEED A WAX!

Oh the shame….

So i watched Jamelia: Shame about single mums.

It was entertaining, educational and tugged at your heart strings.

The end.

Watch it.

Now onto the fun bit.

Statistically approximately 70% of children raised in a single parent household are more likely to have alcohol and drug problems, fail in school and have a teen pregnancy.

The stigma attached to single mothers is one of shame and digust.

They are cheap.

They are easy.

They sponge of the government.

What is not widely discussed is the underbelly of this “PROBLEM”

My mother is not cheap, easy and does not sponge of the government.

This is a product of an abusive relationship not a choice she made.

I am a really happy person slightly disfunctional but this is because it is me.

My brother is saner!

I am proud to be a product of the shame.

I am proud to be breaking stereotypes since 1989.

Oh and look happy family…..

Well my brother looks very very very scared….

Actually so does my mum….

Awkward.

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