A Story of a White African...

I wish I could start this story off by saying "not so long ago"... but that would be very ignorant of me, for I am only 26 years old but yet my life began long before that. The story of my life began in 1948.

It was in that year that D.F. Malan implemented something that altered the course of South Africa forever... It affected all ethnicities of this beautiful country; it changed the lives of millions and would continue to do so long after it was abolished. I am talking of course of Apartheid. That name, "Apartheid", sigh... an Afrikaans name known all across the globe, a name that represents oppression, torture, sadness and so many other terrible things, a name that struck fear into the hearts of millions for over half a decade.

However... it is also a name that has been used as an excuse for incompetence, corruption, laziness and so many other terrible things. It’s a name that has turned into an excuse, rather than a terrible mistake and most of all… it’s a name that negatively portray the millions of white youth of this country.

You see, this story is not your average South African story... this story is one told without fear of reprimand, without fear of consequence and mostly... without fear of being labeled a racist.

The history books will show you that in 1994 this country became a democratic nation; the international media will have you believe that since then, all is well and thriving in this great nation, that white and black are hand in hand dancing off into the sunset... if this were only true.

There is saying that can sum up everything I want to say with regards to South Africa post 1994... it goes as follows:

"Sins of the Father"

Never has a saying rung so true for a specific ethnicity in this country. You see, since 1994 the white youth of this country have been punished for crimes not committed by them, they have been accused of being advantaged, being racists, being the oppressors and so many other things. They also have to endure being discriminated against, being labeled by an international community as narrow minded and selfish to name a few.

The discrimination within this country has become so unbearable that for millions of the white youth the only option has been to immigrate and once that has been achieved, they have to endure ridicule from the ill-informed international community.

Let me ask you this simple question:

If your father committed a crime, could you be held accountable for that crime if you had nothing to do with it?

I’m quite sure your answer would be "no"... so then please explain the following to me:

Why are we, as Young White South Africans:

• Labeled as Racists by fellow countrymen and people abroad?
  
• Blamed for Apartheid?
  
• Being discriminated against? (AA and BEE)
  
• Punished for something we had no control over?
  
• Not given a job if qualified?
  
• Told to leave the country because we don’t belong here?