Afrikaner H-G men

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by Albert Brenner

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Kurt Vonnegut`s seminal science-fiction short story Harrison Bergeron paints a bleak dystopian future in which equal-outcome egalitarianism reigns supreme.

In this story everybody has been forced, by the government, to be equal in every respect. Those, like 14-year old Harrison (an exceptionally gifted student and athlete) and his father, George (a physically big and highly intelligent man), have to wear artificial “handicaps/hindrances” on their bodies in order to make them “equal” to their lessers.

In addition to being weighed down by 300 pounds of scrap metal, Harrison must also wear spectacles with thick wavy lenses “intended to make him not only half blind, but to give him whanging headaches besides”. And, like his father, he is required by law to wear a mental handicap radio in his ear that is tuned to a government transmitter. “Every twenty seconds or so, the transmitter would send out some sharp noise to keep people like George from taking unfair advantage of their brains”.

This was their fate… their existence in The Prismon of Equality. A world in which “nobody was smarter than anybody else. Nobody was better looking than anybody else. Nobody was stronger or quicker than anybody else”. A world of absolute equality, as enforced by the Handicapper General and her henchmen, the H-G men.

And this is the story of 21st-century South Africa. A dystopian reality where the Pale Male has, by acts of law, been burdened with so many hindrances/handicaps that he has become all but a slave in name.

Harrison is the clever young white South African man who will not be admitted to university, even if he has the highest academic marks. He is the ambitious young man who will not find employment in a government department, even if he is the best man for the job. He is the top sportsman who will not be allowed into the team because of race quotas.

George is the big intelligent Boer (and the hard-working white English-speaking professional) who has to carry the responsibility (the burden) of producing healthy and affordable food to feed 60 million people, and pay for the 17 million blacks living off government welfare grants. He is the one that pays the salaries of the most bloated government on the planet, the heart of the black middle-class. He is the one diligently paying his taxes… only to have to see how his own sons and daughters suffer the same fate as Harrison.

And then there are the H-G men and their boss, the Handicapper General. In Afrikaner circles, Piet Croucamp is the latter – always trying his utmost to ensure that Afrikaners never assert their unique identity. Always morally criminalizing them when they dare speak out against their debilitating bondage.

And people like Anton van Niekerk, Tim du Plessis, Max du Preez, Koos Kombuis, Willie Esterhuyse, Christi van der Westhuizen, Pierre de Vos, Sampie Terreblanche, FW de Klerk, Pik Botha, Leopold Scholtz, et cetera, are the H-G men.

They are responsible for ensuring that the Afrikaner stays “equal” in all aspects of their existence. Every time when George starts to rebel against his “equalizing” burdens, the mental handicap in his ear starts to screech hysterically.

It is the voice of Naspers … incessantly screaming; RACIST! HATER! APARTHEID! RACIST! HATER! APARTHEID! RACIST! HATER! APARTHEID!

And just like in Vonnegut`s story, the Handicapper General and his H-G men are not burdened by any hindrances/handicaps whatsoever. On the contrary; they are free to do as they please, for they are the enforcers, the rule-makers… the inquisitors of our Zeitgeist.

They, the Afrikaner H-G men, all studied during Apartheid. They all started fantastic careers during Apartheid. I.e. they benefitted tremendously from Apartheid. Yet they have no moral qualms whatsoever to police the burdening of their own people – their own children, family and friends… like the H-G men in Vonnegut’s story.

It is a sickening hypocrisy and selfishness unequaled. For not even an animal will deliberately disfigure the very being and future of its offspring in order to benefit itself.

Be that as it may; Vonnegut`s story has become reality… right here in Mandelatopia. Its prescience was uncanny. Yet, there are two chapters that Vonnegut did not write. They are the most important chapters, namely; how did it get to that point where unique people like Harrison, George and the Afrikaner accepted being burdened – being enslaved by equal-outcome egalitarianism – in the first place?

And how did they finally manage to free themselves…?

These are the chapters we are writing now, here on Praag.

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  • Too damn true. These creeps, these pieces of white human dirt, they’re everywhere… on Facebook, they’re in your neighbourhood, hell, they could even be on the property you live on.

    • Albert Brenner

      Amen!

      You can watch the film here…

  • doring

    Uiters kreatiewe weergawe van Animal Farm.

    • Albert Brenner

      Yup, same shieete, different analogy.

    • Jochen Peiper

      Animal Farm is een van die distopiese novellas wat in daardie laat 40s geskryf is toe al die skrywers hulle fantasie uitkyke verloor het na afloop van WO2 en die Spaanse burger oorlog asook die ontbloot van kommunisme se metodiek.
      Orwell se 1984 en Animal Farm was maar een skrywer s’n gewees. Andere uitstekende enes is Aldous Huxley se Brave New World wat myns insiens net so van toepassing op die verbruikers en onmiddelike genot kultuur.
      ‘n Uitstekende een is The Giver van Lois Lawry wat een van die skrikwekkendste boeke ooit is. Sy het dit in 1979 geskryf en die manier hoe dardie gemeenskap oor reguleer word en eufimidtiese name aan goed toegeken word en rolle geskep word wys mens presies waarheen ons vandag in Amerika, Kanada en ander Anglo Amerikaanse koloniale state oppad is… en natuurlik Wes Europa. Mens kan sien wat die Anglo-Amerikaanse hegemonie vir ons eie land beplan ook.met sy beherende wetgewing in Suid Afrika. As mens kyk na die kombinasies van 1984 se monitering en pseudo apartheid tussen Party lede en die “proles”, na die skepping van ‘n hedonistiese plesier najagery sonder omgee vir enige belangrikheid in Brave New World, na die oorhoofse beheer en rolle toekenning en gelykheid in The Giver asook die belemmeringe om gelykheid te skep in Vonnegut se stuk dan kkry jy ‘n idee waarheen ons oppad is…

  • Dude, ek is nie mal oor jou of Dan Roodt nie. Julle skryfwerk is partykeer so bietjie deurweek met so effe PVC reuk. Ek stem ook nie noodwendig saam met julle politieke oortuigings nie, wat, smaak my, gekoppel is aan evolusie-leer. However, hierdie is fantasties geskryf. Goeie analogy.
    Respekt. En ek bedoel dit sincerely. Well done.

    • Albert Brenner

      Dankie, Riaan.

      Ek het my momente… en lyk maar net so dom;)

      • Nee wat, van hier af lyk jy baie slimmer as ek, en dis cool. 😉

  • Marthinus

    Albert, great analogy! Vonnegut is a soothsayer! I’m looking forward to those future two chapters *especially* the final chapter.

    I watched Niel Blomkamp’s Elysium last night. I’m a big sci-fi fan, but nowadays science fiction is limited to being a spectacle only; amazing visual effects and design work, but a story that does not do too much to comment on the human condition or society except in this case to promote the evils of being separate and the virtues of egalitarianism, almost to the point of being anti-Objectivist; people are weak, they need welfare and are not capable of working for their own success, ie. “let us into Elysium because we can’t manage to build our own functioning society and are forced to do crime to survive or slave in an evil white man’s factory – that old chestnut.

    I wrote my interpretation of the film but I decided not to post it since I’m not
    writing a review here (its not the appropriate place) but I felt ripped off by the typical Hollywood brainwash B.S. At least the visuals were great for the most part. Once you “wake up” it’s hard to go see a movie and leave satisfied. Go see it, just to “spot the propaganda”. Some might say I’m reading too much into it but I know social engineering and brainwashing when I see it; I do not underestimate images!!! Blomkamp fits into the E.O.E. and N.W. Order discourse like a pro whether he intended to or not.

    The story’s conclusion makes moral sense in the cinema but holds no water in reality, I hope there are at least a few viewers who realise this – that is the problem with cinema, we are conditioned to suspend our disbelief to the point where anything goes because it’s not “real”. The hero becomes the medium between us and the illusion, and for 2 hours we are all believers leaving the cinema inspired by the journey. We are conquered by images every day and we expose our children to this all the time, no wonder there is a civilian army taking part in the “witch hunt” for any heretic that speaks outside the ruling narrative that Blomkamp has converted to at some stage in his life (didn’t he leave SA in 1994?!). But maybe I misunderstood him, it will be interesting to hear your thoughts on it. Between schools, universities and entertainment media, who can escape social engineering except those who are armed with the knowledge to question it?

  • I’m inspired. South Africa will be my next topic for analysis.

  • Madi

    Spot on!!

  • Nevyn

    “It is the voice of Naspers … incessantly screaming; RACIST! HATER! APARTHEID! RACIST! HATER! APARTHEID! RACIST! HATER! APARTHEID!”

    This stuff works bro, I never thought it really did, but i have seen this happening and recently too, as soon as we get a bit uppity, then this kak starts and you see them all climb back in their boxes and put their hands over their ears, close their eyes and start humming to themselves.