I was ridin’ down the street, concentratin’ on truckin’ right+ when I spied a bumper sticker on the back window of the 4×4 in front of me. “FIGHT CRIME” it declared, in large, bold letters. “A noble sentiment”, thought I, until I was close enough to read the fine print (shoot back). This set off a fit of laughter that very nearly caused me to swerve into the adjacent lane and embed myself in the passenger door of a luxury German sedan.
I’m not a strong advocate of violence++, but I think I understand why the sticker dude would want to escalate the situation. I don’t think I know a single person who hasn’t been directly affected by crime.
Hands up anyone who hasn’t been a victim of crime? Okay, I see one hand at the back. Yes, you – the gentleman wearing the sleeveless jacket with all the pockets – how long have you lived in South Africa?
Ah. Sorry no, this isn’t the queue for the Robben Island ferry. I think your group is over there talking to that nice policeman. Looks like your tour bus has been stolen.
I reckon we should just let organised crime run the country and be done with it. Things might actually improve, because although we already do have criminals in the government, the current bunch isn’t exactly organised, is it?
+ more like “concentratin’ on keepin’ my eyeballs from freezin’ and fallin’ out of my head”, but that doesn’t have quite the same rhythmic purity
++ unless it’s in a recreational context