Homophobic Hogsback

I feel it is important to allow the public to understand that the village of Hogsback in the Eastern Cape Province of South Africa is a hotspot for the most revolting homophobia. In homophobic hogsback a drug culture that shifts the blame for its own excess and sybaritc deplorability onto a really quite innocuous gay community needs to be called out. I stayed there quite happily for about five weeks making my paintings and enjoying myself in most respects apart from being quite alone and was delighted to discover that two of my friends were coming to town to perform a show. I had not seen these men for quite some time and gave them both big hugs and kisses when I saw them. I was observed doing this by local hospitality staff and noone else…and to my dismay that evening while watching my friend’s show a young boy unasked and uninvited attempted to crawl into my lap. I was disturbed by this and asked the boy to leave me alone or at least to respect my boundaries and keep his distance a little. I asked him his name and the name of his mother. He provided these. A photograph was taken of me during this interaction; the intention surely having been to take a compromising photograph of me but I don’t think that that was possible because I had stopped the boy from crawling inappropriately into my lap. Following this the entire village changed its attitude towards me. People stopped smiling at me and refused to meet my eyes. The owner of the King’s lodge which is a large hotel immediately to the left as you drive into the village confessed to me that it was in fact her who had taken this photograph (I had seen the flash) she was obviously engaged in damage control having realised that I had already identified her. At that time I simply told her that I thought it was a little misguided to try to protect her community in this way since by far the majority of sexual assaults are perpetrated by heterosexuals against little girls. But following three months of trying to make headway and trying to make friends in my new village my frustration level rose to the point where it was necessary for me to speak up. Particularly since I had left the village briefly to visit a friend who is gay and who I discovered had adopted a young woman and her baby who had fallen out the bottom of this community of ravers and drug addicts. So not only are we to be targeted by these people, we are apparently also expected to foot the bill for their orphans. A party or a rave can be a wonderful thing but I do think that it’s necessary to go home from the rave afterwards instead of turning an entire South African village into your own personal rave center. I for one might have liked to open an art gallery there.

To allow a group of virtue signalling bullies to dominate one of our best nature reserve towns is unacceptable. These people engaged in a decade long sex and drugs party that excluded any people such as myself from the simple enjoyment of the pleasant village I had remembered from my childhood. Once they aged out of their debauchery they began blaming others for the phenomenal amount of damage they had done. It is not true, as Theona Titwaffle , a local homophobe, suggests to anyone purchasing a hospitality establishment in Hogsback, that nasty gays line up to molest the local youth. It is a bald faced lie designed to excuse her own behaviour during the years spent profiting from the ruination of young people. You can’t sit on the periphery of an illegal sex and drugs scene that you helped to create and make cash to buy your anxiolytics by selling them silly baubles from the sidelines and then turn around and rebuild your ego by blaming the gay community for your problems. Get honest and disavow your connection to this sick drug culture in Hogsback.

There are good people in Hogsback. They are largely in hiding. The village CBD (central business district) is dominated by this homophobic gang and I certainly did not feel safe or respected there.

Not all the news is bad. One hospitality establishment has recently changed hands and there is some hope that they will refuse to be a party to this unfair practise of contriving to create compromising photographs of gay people who don’t toe the line and behave only in a way that the drug addled overlords of the town dictate.