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Township Festive Seasons: Laissez-faire?
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2013!
In a flash it felt very strange for me to be sending an Instagram Happy New Year 2013 greeting to the world from the platform of the place of my birth, Thabong Location, Welkom, South Africa. Cruising into a new year here for the first time since 1974.
For me, Festive Seasons in Zambia 1975-1984, and 1986-1987 came and went nonchalantly as did the Independence Day, Youth Day, KK’s birthday, etc. celebrations. My own birthdays 1975-1980, and 1982-1988 were but just notable events on the calendar. Festive Season 1985 I was in Greece. What a ball! 1981 I turned 21, and my parents spoilt me. What a groove!
The Norwegian Festive Season is one climatically cold, colourful, vibrant affair so full of love, where over the years the people I’ve had anything to do with have shown me humbling generousity, kindness, warmth, protection, and care. Seen only with my own eyes, processed in and by my own mind, and felt in my own heart, this time of the year in Norway gives the impression that life is here to stay, cherish and nourish it all life long.
So, every time, since 1992, I come to mark the Festive Season with my mother and my two siblings in South Africa, I come here in a Norwegian-Festive-Season-State-of-Mind. But when my parents came back from exile in Zambia, they bought a new home in Bronville, a formally Coloureds Only township in the old Apartheid South Africa. Here, the standard of housing was/ is better, with bigger yards. So were/ (are?) the provision of social amenities, and service delivery.
More yard space translates to more privacy for neighbours, thereby reducing chances of conflicts arising from occasional or regular trespasses into one another’s private domains. My mother and one of her neighbours have a cat-and-mouse relationship though. Both very beautiful and strong women are extremely jealous of each other. I think though that the essence of their mutual dislike has its core in one fundamental, very sensitive issue in South Africa vis-à-vis Black-Coloured relationship as moulded from the earlier colonial times, and fostered during the Apartheid era to this day: the one Coloured Maria lives in strong denial of ‘Black blood’ flowing in her body, “ONS IS NIE KAFFIRS NIE! MY GRANDFATHER WAS SCOTTISH!!!”
My mother Maria on her part has long lived with a painful denial of ‘White blood’ in neither herself nor her people, “RE BASOTHO, HA RE BARWA/ WE ARE BASOTHO, WE ARE NOT COLOUREDS!!!” This, however, is another long and heavy story to tell on another and different occasion.
As the Instagram Happy New Year 2013 greeting whooshed out to the world just after midnight December 31, 2012, recollections of the 1965-1974 Festive Season fun times in Thabong came to mind in a flash. Much as I recalled, there were here many, many people partying out on the streets as the mid-night hour approached. Loud music everywhere, with booze flowing everywhere. Smoke and smell of braai everywhere. Everyone looking good and sexy. Such exuberant, free spirited enjoyment of life. Wow, this IS my element. I love it!
The strange feeling came when I realized that there was also this strong, acrid smell in my nose. This special smell I hadn’t registered since New Year’s Eve 1974. What I knew from the streets as a child was that during the Festive Season everything was allowed, including murder. That another so-and-so killed one so-and-so especially on Christmas and New Year’s eves was as normal as the great anticipation for Father Christmas children will show in Norway.
At perhaps age 6-7 years old, I remember thinking to myself how nice it would be to kill certain people on one fine New Year’s Eve when I’m grown up. By then I had already seen several dead bodies on the streets on various occasions. But it wasn’t till about Easter time 1969 that I first witnessed at close range one man stabbing to death another with a knife. The murderer could have been slaughtering a cow. The dying man’s blood spewed so I could have been watching a burst running water pipe. And then the acrid smell of the man brutally breathing his last’s blood hit me. Festive Seasons were extremely violent those days.
Simon Chilembo
Welkom
South Africa
Tel.: +4792525032
January 01, 2013
THE LONE TRAINER
My Strength, MY Power
COOL Coaching®’s journeys of Self-Discovery, Self-Knowledge, Self-Renewal, and Self-Reinvention are not only about stimulating or rekindling creativity and innovation today for constantly better tomorrows. They are also about retrieving, and applying, from your fundamental life education those experiences that lay the foundation for the SuperStarInYou® that you have grown up to be today.
Thursday morning (22/ 11-2012) I crossed a threshold by unexpectedly overcoming a physical handicap due to a long-standing medical condition impeding execution of certain movements relative to heavy and intensive physical exercise workouts. In my elation, the COOL Coaching® Successful Living Through Magic and Wonder® flash came through. Then I realized that since I embarked on a new training routine at the end of June 2012 after a first ever six months’ pause, the words of my Karate teacher, Professor Stephen Chan, 9 Dan, OBE, have been ringing in my head everyday, “The academic mind is a mind of structure, Semmy … Go and read TS Kuhn’s The Structure of Scientific Revolutions!”(Greece, December 1985)
So were also the words of one of my first ever Karate Sensei, Anver Bey, Sho Dan, a year or two later, “Semmy, you must train with an open mind. You must also read a lot. The more you read the more you’ll find that no one has monopoly on knowledge of how to train, and how to live in general. When you know, nothing and no one can fuck with your training and your life”. During my later years in Lusaka, Anver and I grew to be very close friends, and he taught me a lot of things about life and training. The news of his passing on years ago truly broke my heart. He invariably visits me each time I do power training in the gym though.
I do not recall to have ever trained so patiently and systematically before; paying particular attention to, and respecting, my moods and feelings from day to day. The latter have a bearing as to how strong and enthusiastic I’ll get about things. The structure of my training since I started to train with conscious and clearly defined desirable outcomes since I was 4½ years old has been in relation to three important external factors: Self-protection, Competition, and Leadership (as at age 17 years I started to teach Karate and lead my own groups, and subsequently my own clubs in Norway). Both as practitioner and teacher of Karate I simply had to be stronger and better than anyone else. Nothing else mattered, just I glossed in the glory of my personal victories and successes, as well as those of my students. This was very important for my ego; given my constant struggle against outsider/underdog prejudices directed towards my person everywhere I go.
These days I train alone, for myself, by myself. Renewing my Mind, Body, and Soul according to fundamentals of my teachers’ teachings of my once young, wild, and (still) mad me. It’s a new way to work directing my strength and power first and foremost into myself. The older paradigm by which I worked was to primarily think about how to project my strength and power out to the world as intensely as possible. Waste of time and energy. I’m free. It feels good to know and understand that I own my strength and my power inside. So, I can from the outset do with my Mind, Body, and Soul only the things that make sense to me. My self-reinvention visions have never been more vivid, modelled after what I see and feel inside of me for myself alone. I now know that this is the essence of my education in the fundamentals of life and living by all my teachers so far. Thanks to COOL Coaching®’s journeys of Self-Discovery, Self-Knowledge, Self-Renewal, and Self-Reinvention. My life gets better all the time.
SIMON CHILEMBO
November 24, 2012
OSLO
Norway
LAUNDRY DAY REFLECTIONS
• If poverty knew how much I loathed it, it would stop knocking on my door. It’s been trying to encroach my life for 52 years now. Time to give up.
The most treacherous thing about poverty is that it not only makes people stupid, ignorant, and vulnerable to all sorts of life’s indignities, it also is so very easy to get used to. Because it is relatively easy to adapt to poverty subjugation, it is just as easy to sell. That’s why the poor will always stay poor: “Poor people are happier than rich people; money is not everything; material things will not bring you happiness; it is God’s will; …” bla, blah, blah… go the wealthy, and those who know better. Fuckin’ hell!
• FACT, and this isn’t just another Afro-macho-ego-emptydrum-bigmouth-bullshittalk: I am a grown up man, I’m well-educated both academically and professionally, I’ve been around long-far-and-wide and so I know a lot things, I’m good at what I do and nothing compares to me. If you want my professional services, you pay my price. You want to drive a Rolls Royce you pay the price. It’s as simple as that, really.
Simon Chilembo
November 11, 2012
OSLO
Norway
Tel.: +47 97000488/ +27 717 454 115 (South Africa)
SOUTH AFRICA HERITAGE DAY SONG: KE YA ITHOKA!
SELF-INTRODUCTION PRAISE SONG (Sesotho)
©Simon Chilembo 2012
Ke thelleleng
Ke le ‘tloholo sa Waloba
Morena Bende
Motumbuka seja tau
Ke le letsibolo la Lisebo moradi’a Mabote
Sebentsha letsatsi
Setla ka ngwedi?
Khanya mora’ Chilembo
Di tshereyane noha tsa marabe
O bontshe ditshaba tsela!
SLIDE THEN!
(Why must I slide and fall
When I am
Headman Bende
Tumbuka man
The-Lion-Eater’s grandson
When I am son of Lisebo, Mabote’s daughter
The one who shines the sun
The one who comes with the stars?
Rise and shine
Son of Chilembo
Turn puff adders into harmless fools
And show people the way)
©Simon Chilembo, August 20, 2012
OSLO
NORWAY
TEL.: +4792525032
September 24, 2012
LAW OF ATTRACTION POEM
THE LAW OF ATTRACTION
So, where is
The Law of Attraction
Here I am walking around
With pre-come tension
Jammed hard
I’m looking everywhere
I want her
I need her
I long for her
©Simon Chilembo 2012
I dream I’ve collapsed into her
She has clamped my upper body onto hers
Biting my neck, my ears
Her breasts under my chest
Are Rolls Royce ride
I feel the milk of her motherhood swirl
Her nipples feel like thumbs
Prodding my chest
In agony of passion
I too bite her neck, her ears
Her hair is dewy
Smells like a wild flower early spring
Her legs have come over my hips
She drums my bums with her heels
I tremble
I turn into jelly
She twines her legs across my back
She squeezes
I gasp
I scream
I die
She cries
Come, my love!
END/ ©Simon Chilembo, 18/ 09-2012
Simon Chilembo
Oslo
Norway
Tel.: +47 97000488/ +27 717454115
September 18, 2012
I AM VERY, VERY HAPPY TODAY!
RECOGNITION
Wednesday, August 22, 2012 I followed and observed with wonder the smooth and methodical manner in which Daniel led the process leading to the formal constitution of Vika Karateklubb. The new organization is the outcome of the necessary re-organization of my first ever Karate club in Norway, as I now am semi-retired from active Karate teaching. I first taught Karate in Oslo October 1988. Parallel to the mass recruitment Nesodden Karateklubb, which came to being in March 1989, the Oslo group I deliberately ran on a more exclusive private basis all the years. To insure the clubs continued long-term existence it was imperative to re-structure so as to be part of the mainstream with membership in the Norwegian Martial Arts Federation, like Nesodden KK. With Daniel as the Chief Instructor of the new club, it is ever so gratifying and humbling to see yet another one of my Super Star Karate Kids carrying the flame ahead at such a high level of responsibility and competency.
Daniel has not only showed exceptional training and administrative leadership qualities, he is full of wonderful surprises too. I was moved to tears as he announced a new annual personal recognition award: CHILEMBO-PRISEN. The award is so named in recognition, according to the presentation, of the formidable work I have done for Norwegian Karate for many years. It further says that I’ve stood as a pillar at the centre of Nesodden KK, as well the group that is now Vika KK. Mention is made of my being a winner type, and the club shall remember me through the award, which will annually be passed on to a person who’ll have excelled in training or his/ her role in the club the previous year. I am the first recipient of the award. When Daniel mentioned yet another most special award, MARIA CHILEMBOS HEDERSTEGN/ MARIA CHILEMBO MERITORIOUS HONOR AWARD, the nail was effectively put in the coffin. The latter, and all that goes with it, will be set in motion in 2013. Recipients from year to year will have served the club on a voluntary basis for a period of at least 15 years. The award is dedicated to my dear mother in South Africa.
I couldn’t have celebrated better the 24th anniversary of my stay in Norway today, Thursday, August 23, 2012. 
Simon Chilembo
Oslo
Norway
Tel.: +47 97000488/ +27 717454115
August 23, 2012
AFRO IS BEAUTIFUL. DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND?
©Simon Chilembo 2012
To many a naturally straight-haired people often of European descent, seeing Black women in unnaturally straight, long hair is the most stupid thing about them. “Whey can’t these women just keep their hair natural and curly? The Afro is so beautiful, don’t you people understand?”, I’m often confronted with this yet another example of patronizing attitude, portraying extreme ignorance with respect to knowledge and understanding of imperialism, as well as colonialism history.
In order to totally subjugate subjects of new territories, imperialist powers through colonialist forces and mechanisms will at best seek to incapacitate the subjects’ ability to reproduce themselves. European/ Western imperialism with its attendant effective colonial brutality had free game in Africa from about the 16th century AD onwards.
Other than creating genocide conditions as a tool for total elimination of the unwanted dominated people, mass sterilization can be used. Through cultural imperialism though, various social and cultural institutions are used to promote cultural hegemony. The latter strives to change the worldview of the subjugated to be in synch with that of the imperialist powers’. That way the oppressed shall cease to reproduce their condemned faiths, values, beliefs, and other cultural practices; giving rise to a new personality, assimilating into the imperialist’s own cultural, political, and economic mainstream.
©Simon Chilembo 2012
For at least 400 years, African people have through various instruments been made to believe that they are inferior to Europeans. Being Black, and everything about being Black was a curse from God, I was taught at school in the then apartheid South Africa. Though in a not so direct manner, the same message would often be repeated in my church. The only way to be saved, and therefore have a chance of ending up in heaven after death was to think, act, and look like Europeans. If you are pitch black like me, with my kinky hair, not forgetting my flat nose, you were in deep trouble indeed (I wonder which side of God Michael Jackson is sitting). Power and success in life came with getting as much as possible of Eurocentric stuff into our thick black heads, we were told. So, you (will) rule if you are light-skinned, have a not so flat nose, and you have straight hair.
©Simon Chilembo 2012
Therefore, before criticizing and ridiculing my sisters’ and mothers’ apparent cosmetic idiosyncrasies, it is important to take into account the dehumanizing effects of imperialism and colonialism on the people’s sense of identity. That the ladies have just blindly fallen victim to false definitions of modern beauty ideals by homosexuals is not entirely true. The colossal magnitude of the Black Beauty Products industry has grown out of a need that has been built, developed and sustained over a period of at least four centuries.
Simon Chilembo
Oslo
Norway
Tel.: +47 97000488/ +27 717454115
August 03, 2012
RIVER OF TEARS 22/7
At the Memorial Concert in Oslo, the Prime Minister said, “”Let’s honour the dead by loving life”: NRK – http://www.nrk.no/nett-tv/indeks/309688/
I cried a RIVER OF TEARS
Big Boys don’t cry
And yet there goes my last teardrop
With the last full stop.
The teardrop fell with a quite QUM!
Into the river
I understood the echo would return
A 1000 years after we’ll all be gone
Good I wept instead
For the river is here, it is now
Unlike my voice
The river song never ends
How can it when for you and I
I counted
1 drop, 2 drops, … 22 teardrops
1 drop, 2 drops, … 7 teardrops
1 drop, 2 drops, … 2 011 teardrops
And then it thundered in my head
At the waterfalls
The nightmare has begun
I cry in the dark
1 drop, 2 drops, … 8 giant teardrops
I lose my breath
I can’t see
I pass out
©Simon Chilembo, 2012
I come to in a daze
There is smoke
There is dust
Everywhere
There is so much noise
I’m drenched
Oh, no,
9 drops, 10 drops, … 76 monster teardrops
Blood everywhere
Teardrop number 77
Took with it all of
My prayer for peace
The river of our tears
Is here, it is now
It will forever flow
Take my hand
We walk into the river
Each and every one of our teardrops
Had in it written
A song of love
The Joy of Life
See, The Angels above are dancing
They know
This is for their love
©Simon Chilembo, 23/ 07-2012
(In memory of 22/07-2011 fatal victims)
OSLO
NORWAY
Telephone: +47 97000488/ +27 717454115
THE SPEAR IN HAVE A DICK WILL TRAVEL
In response to Dear Jonathan ‘Balls of Steel’ Shapiro
I choose not to judge or condemn. Unfortunately I neither recall the title nor the author, but in this sex psychology book I read as a teenager, the writer crushed hard the myths around male musterbation and sodomy (e.g. hair growth in hands, lunacy, etc.). He basically argued that an erect dick is only interested in ejaculating and giving the body of the owner this powerful, addictive sweet sensation. The dick has no brains, doesn’t think therefore. This means that essentially the dick does not know the difference between the vagina and other orifices; it will respond to any appropriate stimulatory touch/ sensation leading to orgasm. Similarly, the vagina does not know the difference between a dick and any other identical and functional object by shape and design; it simply responds to any appropriate form of stimulatory touch/ sensation also.
Because it is the owners of the sexual organs who have the brains, and can supposedly think therefore, sexual desire and its attendant ultimate fulfilment by any means has to be a prerogative of the former. We should therefore lead our dicks, and not the other way round. So, the metaphor is that if you are a dick you are in deep trouble ‘cause you have no brains, you can’t think, and you are driven by primordial instincts culminating in a vicious cycle of lust and potential deceit. In a society of ethics and morals, rules and laws to regulate human behaviour, dick-heads do not have an easy time coming indiscriminately around.
In a world I know well, one of definitions of being a man is not about how much pussy the man’s dick conquers at any cost, but how much resistance to temptation the man teaches his dick to show, no matter how easy-come-easy-go pussy may be.
The REAL SPEAR is here: The Spear Lives, Part 2
SIMON CHILEMBO
Oslo
Norway
Tel.: +47 97000488/ +27 717454115
13/ 07- 2012
ENTER THE FUTURE
LIVE YOUR FUTURE TODAY
With
COOL Coaching /
Chilembo Optimal Outcomes Life Coaching
Many people are often stuck in one and the same place in the present; the present in which time seems to have stood still because nothing seems to go right in their lives, if anything happens at all to begin with. These people go round living unfulfilled lives of diminished/ diminishing mental and physical energy curtailing creativity, as well as the ability to effectively manage own lives towards realizing specific goals and ambitions, be it healthy living, career/ professional development and growth, or nurturing of personal relationships.
In random and far between bursts of short term creative energy, projects after projects will be started with great enthusiasm, only to be left incomplete or poorly finished due to lack of passion and killer instinct. Such is the never ending cycle of frustrations and disappointment maintained, spiritually and materially killing the concerned slowly; depriving them of visions, and possible attainment, of a bright and fulfilling future full of joy, happiness, and boundless creativity. Feelings of isolation, exclusion, and dismissal become the order of the day, making it impossible to function harmoniously both socially and professionally. Adding lasting value to anything in life is out of the question at this level, with poverty and its offshoots of ignorance and disease, awe and jealousy, inevitable.
To rationalize their hopeless situations, the kind of people described above will often blame the past and the people therein for their perceived own ill fortunes. Standing on ever weak and vulnerable ground in the present, these people will be so afraid of the future that failure will necessarily become a self-fulfilling prophecy. For these people the future is dark and mysterious, a no-go zone worse than the miserable present.
The model I have developed below is to help people come out of the fangs and entanglements of the past inhibiting them to live free, happy, fulfilling, and creative lives real time. The future is indeed constantly within us all, helping us live it out in the present always; only we use lessons from the past to help us build a bright future for others and ourselves today.
GET THE BEST OUT OF YOUR LIFE AND OTHERS BY:
- Living your future in the present
- Relating critically to the past
– Repeat not done mistakes
– Take past successes to higher levels by default - Believing in the future
– That’s the only place you’ll enjoy the desired outcomes of your dreams and efforts: TODAY
– That’s the only place which has all you need to get there: TODAY
Learn how to LiveYourFutureNow® with COOL Coaching. I am available for consultations in Oslo throughout the summer. I can also help you find the answers to other challenging situations in your life currently. You may be faced with making potentially life-changing choices that will define your future; I can help you structure your thoughts, getting you to focus on the right and relevant issues.
I’m also available as long-term Conversation Partner, Communication Sparring Partner, Mentor, and Guide. I have more than 30 years’ experience of working with people to help them get the best out of themselves, as well as others. I groom holistic Communication Warriors, leaders, and teachers.
Simon Chilembo
COOL Coach/ NLP Master Practitioner
Tel.: +4792525032
Oslo
Norway
27/ 06-2012
Simon Chilembo 