The Eastern Cape village of Hogsback beset by Homophobic Drug Culture

Well I have blogged previously about my experience at the hands of the drug addled homophobic pseudo Christian rave culture that invaded the village of hogsback in the eastern cape Province of South Africa. What an awful experience that was to hug my friend of 16 years at one of the local establishments and be observed by a silly little trance raver and his companions in the local hospitality industry who sympathize with one another on their tik downs. (One sees them consoling one another once the drugs have worn off it’s the most awful thing to observe, tik especially causes terrible crocodile teared sadness in the manipulative little swine.) I’m also able to report having been accosted by an older woman who has previously introduced herself to me and in the first few sentences of our conversation announced to me that she was off her psychiatric medication. That much is as plain as day. This person drove away screaming profane epithets at me. Of course there are also the letters I received from the restauranteur that I gave a bad review to; having experienced the awful treatment and fundamental dishonesty of the ghastly drug rave culture that surrounds her establishment. All of these awful experiences notwithstanding and also not counting my revulsion at the precocious and poor behavior of the hordes of godawful children who have never been sent to school but instead have simply been told by their elders in the Hogsback Drug Culture that they are likely superior to any other people they meet; can you imagine the impact that has on the behavior of the new generation? Such awful hubris from the illiterate philosophers of the Hogsback drug culture It really is a travesty that has occurred in this village. And of course should one speak up about dreadful and psychopathological behavior of the local drug culture one is practically committing social suicide. But of course I don’t really care what a bunch of extremely unattractive and drug addled buffoons think of me…I came here to enjoy my time in the trees and make my sculptures and I’m glad to say that my project to build my cabin and to make my carvings is proceeding very well indeed. I am so grateful to the patrons of the arts and customers who have supported me and made it possible for me to make this art. I go to sleep every evening with a smile on my face and do know it is because I have managed to quit smoking cigarettes and I have not drunk or indulged in any other kind of inebriant for that matter in the entire time that I’ve been up here making these sculptures. Quite sober and clean as a whistle and doing good work and I do wish that the suffering in the village around me could be alleviated but it simply won’t be until the people who are taking drugs and who are so arrogant that they believe that their drug culture is an adequate replacement in their children’s lives for proper schooling and socialisation have been brought to book and made to realise that their foolishness is only preparing their children for a life of crime. I say escape from the Hogsback Drug Culture if you possibly can and save yourself and your children. I know I’m loving it up here now that I know who to avoid. My art-making is reaching new heights of quality and my commitment to my work grows every day.