Tribute to a hero of the African Soil

Today I want to acknowledge an elderly hero who has passed on. A true son of the African soil has gone to meet his Maker; a man who, quietly, thanklessly and tirelessly toiled for many decades under the African sun to feed a nation and provide for his family.

But there will be no national mourning for this man. There will be no celebrities glistening in the sun, black-draped and awash with crocodile tears. There will be no hero’s farewell with pomp and circumstance, and hysterical crowds. No headlines will rouse the emotions of a nation for this man, and it is doubtful that anyone outside his family and circle of friends will even notice his passing.

No, dear reader. Today there is only a small group of people – hearts broken in grief – who will notice this man’s absence. Perhaps only a modest ceremony will mark the occasion of his death, and the only reminder of his existence in years to come, might be a simple stone lying in the dust amongst the aloes and the spekboom, and the jackals and the scorpions, on some desolate Karoo vlakte.

…Because this man was a farmer. This elderly man did not die peacefully in bed, attended by many doctors and surrounded by loving family and friends. Johan Troskie was savagely murdered last night (12th December 2013) on his farm near Cookhouse in the Eastern Cape; and his wife was severely beaten and is hospitalised- yet another of the thousands of heroes who have been tortured and murdered on South African farms.

About Freud Fission Chips

Despite the banality of the name, FFC has led an intensely varied life. Grateful for surviving almost three years as a 'troepie' (soldier for non-South African Readers) in the Angolan war, he determined to wring as much out of life as possible. Currently providing Business Analysis services, trading on the stock market and developing web pages to pay the bills, FFC also dabbles in wildlife, landscape and people photography, writing, and far too many interests for his own good. He has also travelled extensively in southern Africa (working on the sound theory that a moving target is more dificult to hit). These peregrinations also include over 1500kms on foot through some of the worlds most spectacular scenery. It hasn't all been plain sailing, beer and skittles, and endless beds of roses... Chief amongst the prerequisites for surviving Africa, with its mind-bending characteristics, is an appropriate sense of humour.... So, for now, he will be recounting the amusing among the annoying, the frustrating wrapped in the funny and extracting the mirth from the melancholy... Oh yes, there might be some alliteration too.
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