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South African pastor in paintball row

A South African missionary and pro-gun lobbyist has been charged with assault over a Halloween paintball incident. The charges stem from 31 October when Rev Peter Hammond took his children out for a "counter Halloween" outing in the suburbs of Cape TownRead the full story HERE
What interests me is Rev Hammond's motivation for shooting Halloween celebrators with paintball guns.

He said he and his family did not approve of Halloween, which they saw as an "occult holiday celebrating human sacrifice, witches and goblins".

The sheer irony of a representative of a religion based entirely on the human sacrifice of its Deity complaining about human sacrifice is mildly amusing. Halloween is not really practised in the Southern Hemisphere, mostly because the Northern Hemisphere's harvest time coincides with our Spring, which makes pumpkins hard to find. In addition, human sacrifice and Halloween have not shared the same gallows since the time of the Celts - the time …
Sober, all too sober.


While studying for my English supplementary exam, I found out that the rest of the class read a book called the Handmaid's Tale by a female called Margaret Atwood. I say female and not lady because I suspect she may be a Feminist. Feminists have slightly more charm than an Australian on a sheep farm, but with lots more zeal. Australians on sheep farms also get action once in a while.The book seems like my kind of thing. It is labelled a dystopia novel, a genre arguably defined by George Orwell's 1984. Since I have been taken to the principals office for being negative in my time, this bleak outlook of society is like absinthe on my palette. This novel features a Theocracy, so called because the state fulfils the roles of both government and church, which is to say the people of this dystopia wander around in a high-tech Middle Ages. The dystopia is called Gilead, which is probably a Biblical reference I would have been able to spot had I not spent my Sunday school classes wond…


Welcome to the the Necro Files. These should not be confused with a deliberate bunch of individuals who like to lie back and crack open a cold one. Also not to be confused with the Necro Vials - those innocuous looking containers for all inorganic liquids like Castle Lager and Milk Stout, often found littering the vicinity of a gathering of my kin, the Daatsmen.

These files will offer all interested parties a glimpse into my life. I will try not to post the superdodge skanky stuff, since some of my friends already post all of my superdodge escapades on their blogs. Since I will get off soon ( er,, at least I fucking hope so). Let me rephrase. Since the university is closed, I should have more free time. They call it free time since you do not get paid for it. Much of this time will be spent learning useful skills for which I may perhaps be paid for in future. That is the plan, at least. It will probably be spent on drinking and whoring, which leads to timelapses. A timelapse …