by Penny M
Have you noticed that most who understand language have an opinion about something? I have heard that there is no right or wrong when it comes to a personal viewpoint, it’s simply that. For example, I think chocolate should grow on trees; that’s not wrong; it’s my thinking. The fact that chocolate is derived from the seeds of the cacao tree doesn’t faze me one bit. To be more specific, then, I think ‘ready-to-eat’ chocolate should grow on trees. You may think that’s a ‘cac’ idea. That’s your opinion and there’s nothing wrong about it.
I confess to being side-tracked by my revision session with Wikipedia (while commencing this blog last month). Cocoa solids are one of the richest sources of flavanol antioxidants, those chemicals that are great for Cardiovascular Health and, according to a 2006 Japanese Study, counteract, ‘age-related cognitive decline’ (Dole Nutrition Institute).
Cocoa solids also contain ingredients that have physiological effects on the body and are linked to serotonin (happy chemical) levels and could potentially lower blood pressure if taken in moderation. I could go on about the cancer fighting qualities of flavanol antioxidants etcetera, but now I am totally off track and happy about the chocolate I demolished yesterday. You might have a different opinion. You are more than welcome to it.
No, I started this blog wondering if that phrase, ‘the pot calling the kettle black,’ might be offensive at this time of national embarrassment (see my previous blog on Fifty Shades of …). There seems to be a whole lot of it going on. In my sooty opinion, there are merits on either side of the slippery slopes of reason. Instead of fisticuffs, could each party deal with matters in a mature manner and not unplugged?
Whatever happened to the proverbial ‘See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil?’
According to a quotable quote by Caroll Bryant (www.goodreads.com) (except for the bits in brackets which I appear to have discovered from a forgotten source) – Some people make things happen (EFF). Some people watch things happen (Zuma). And then there are those who wonder, ‘What the hell just happened?’ (DA). Not that I have a vote, but I think I might be in the latter category.
The amazing thing about news is that it’s over before you’ve caught up with it.
Not to worry, with the tenacity of certain politicians, our news is like a satellite series – if you miss it, it is sure to be repeated on the weekend, in the early hours of the morning, in six months, or next year, or even, in the case of bringing seven hundred plus cases of corruption to court, six years.
Sadly the ills of this land are rehashed in different ‘soapy’ episodes with various characters in the same old, same old. This one is in bed with that one and next month he’s in bed with somebody else. Sounds a bit like six hundred and ninety nine shades of pink (?).
The question remains, in my opinion, who is making news and who is making history or are they all in a hot bed with somebody spine-chilling? Is South Africa stuck in history and hyping it into news every day? Are South Africans chewing the cud of conscience or bitterness? Is the media blowing things out of all proportion, or are its ‘leaders’ exposing what others are trying to hide?
I think I’ll stick to chocolate, the darker the better. When I’m sad, I pray for the future of this beautiful nation and believe there is one; when I’m in a ‘cac’ mood, I sometimes resort to satire and laugh with those who wonder what the hell happened (or should I say, “what hell happened?”). In conclusion, I have to forgive trespassers their trespasses whether they are EFF, ANC, DA or whoever, for they cannot possibly know the full implications and ramifications of what they are doing to their ‘neighbours’. Anyway forgiveness and a few morsels of chocolate are good for the heart.
Forgive my sense of humour, but this clip below appealed (courtesy of You Tube).