Doom and Gloom

So it seems that our government has made a bad choice yesterday.  


Now if you where born under a rock that means that the muzzle they want to give us as a society has successfully gone through the first step.  


When I heard about it on the radio yesterday (i have no tv but more about that in another blawg) I also thought - Eish! That's not good! But I've really started choosing, and forcing, myself to look on the bright side of life. So instead of jumping on the internet and google-ing emigration agents for SA citizens I made dinner, had a laugh with my friends, stood in the rain for a minute and appreciated all the different hue's of green my garden and the forest has  become.  Now here is a wonderful thing that PJ Eales wrote on facebook today in the aftermath of the muzzling indecent
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"All this doom and gloom this morning, come on guys, our government made a bad decision, it's not like it hasn't happened before. We still have the privilledge of living in one of the most beautiful countries in the world, a land defined by it's natural beauty and vibrant people, we have a lot to be thankful for! Let's look to the positives and get on with it, we shall weather the storm and overcome, we're South Africans, it's what we do!"


Get this man a beer!


Isn't it refreshing that out there, somewhere, some-one is still seeing the awesomeness in SA?  What would happen if we all started to at least try and look for the good things around us.  Instead of moaning about how we're all headed for hell and that SA is on the fast track to become another Zimbabwe (a little saying that I honestly megaloathe).  Why don't we jump on the SS-stopyoshit and consciously force ourselves to be positive?


Now I have to admit that living in relative isolation in the bush does have a huge influence on my daily mood and what I worry about.  I know that living in big cities does have a large impact on your thought processes and how you react to certain things in life.  Here in da boosh I don't worry about crime, I don't worry about protesters on the highway, I don't worry about a route that won't get me stuck in traffic just to buy milk and bread.  Oooooo! or a crazy toll road system that will clog up the backroads eventually.  I don't worry about freaky municipality bills or where I'll find parking in the mall.  I'm not bombarded with information during every millisecond of the day so I have honestly just stopped worrying about those things because I don't know/live it.  So I do understand that in the city centers in SA there is an underbelly of negative info floating around so much that you just can't help but be slapped in the face by it.  Over and over again.  Every day, all day. 


This is what I worry about:  the petrol price which currently stands at R10.98 and the fact that the town I buy my things is 30km one way.  What I'll buy my friends and family for Christmas because we only get African curio's and stuff here.  Everyday I worry really really crazily about this very important thing:  will there be a snake somewhere in my house and will I surprise it and get bitten.  O ja - that brings me to another thing I can worry about:  my doctor is 30km away and the closest hospital is 172km one way away.  And I also worry about my husband getting injured doing what he loves (almost more than me).


Now what I'm trying to illustrate here is:
I don't worry about these things because I live in a stress-free environment.  You might worry constantly about city things because you live in a stressful environment.  It doesn't make your worrying less legit, it just explains how I see it.  So stop moaning and start looking for positive solutions to your issues.


And if you don't understand what I'm trying to say here then I'm sorry, but at least watch the video and enjoy it./


I think I'll end of this little lecture by putting a video here: