Suicide in Hogsback.

I met a man recently who told me, almost at our first meeting, that he was an alcoholic who had been sober for a year. I immediately understood that he was at risk of committing suicide in Hogsback. Certainly for the first few months of our friendship, he was sober. I am writing this down because it is a story that needs to be told, I’m afraid you’ll have to be patient with me and my tendency to get a little over complicated.Some people may remember my story about the awful ostracizing humiliation I personally endured at the hands of the Hogsback whatsapp community, particularly at the hands of the criminal gang of whites with dredd locks, including one particularly nasty piece of work who sells cocaine and kat from her coffee shop and their ally, Theona Titwaffle (name changed to protect the guilty) who take a sick pleasure in selecting victims who are to be hurtfully excluded from the ‘loving, caring and accepting’ community of the village of Hogsback in the Eastern Cape. Larry’s story is similar, but had nothing to do with his sexuality. Larry was/is not gay. Larry joined the Hogsback whatsapp community and had hopes of being accepted and being able to sell his work. He is a talented jeweller. At some stage, Larry became irate about the pricing of groceries in the village shop, and said so on the whatsapp group, after which he was horribly humiliated and threatened both publicly and privately. Theona Titwaffle (blonde, benzodiazepine addict) told the whatsapp groups that this was not Larry who was complaining, but that it was me, and that I had stolen Larry’s phone, an opinion she hopefully changed after speaking with Larry by video call. She shared unflattering (and unlawfully obtained) images of both myself and Larry and grossly and unjustly humiliated both of us. We did not do anything wrong, unless you consider that telling the truth about your experiences is wrong. I told the truth about the criminal gang’s practise of obtaining compromising pictures of gay men they feel are powerless enough to victimise ( they tolerate the rich gays, of course, because how else could these people eat?) and Larry told the truth about the price gouging that happens in the local shops.I am lucky enough to have some very good friends, to have my art, and years of resilient survival under my belt, so while the ostracisation by the community of Hogsback was unpleasant, I have been more or less able to get on with my life, just without the planned for opportunity of selling my art in the village. There is a boy copying faces from magazines selling there. Good luck to him.

Larry, a recently sober alcoholic, was not so fortunate. He found the humiliation, the loneliness and the economic deprivation too much to bear and began drinking again. He had a breakdown, ran away from the friends who were helping him and has disappeared following the issuing by him to Hogsback of suicide threats. His bag and phone were ‘recovered’ by the dredd lock whites in circumstances that the police detective looking for the man told me were deeply suspicious. He suspected he was being set up to believe that Larry was dead in the forest somewhere. A local lawyer phoned the landlord Larry and I shared and asked him if he wanted Larry to be ‘removed’ from the mountain shortly before his disappearance. One cannot escape the suspicion that this entire community is colluding in these crimes. Certainly, I am not the only person to have taken exception to the mad scheme to photograph gay men with a little boy in their laps. A boy who has since apologised to me (only at my insistence) for crawling into my lap (entirely uninvited I assure you) in order to facilitate Theona Titwaffle’s illegal kompromat photography.So, Larry has disappeared, the police do not think he did it alone and I recall Larry having muttered something about ‘running off to join outlaws” I surmise that it is possible that Larry has tried to fool the police and his friends into thinking that he has committed suicide in Hogsback. Larry had a tax debt that may have partially motivated such a decision. He was also feeling hopelessly depressed and broken. I know this because I had Larry for dinner at my place during the months in which he suffered this abuse by the Hogsback community and had no money at all.I think that the criminal whites with dredd locks in Hogsback have taken advantage of Larry’s low mental state, his depression, to promise him a new life on one of their marijuana farms. In other words, Larry has been trafficked. There has after all been a rumour in Hogsback for many years that people’s young adult children were disappearing up the amathole trail guided by one of the dredd lock white gang members. Worse, there have been a number of younger people who did commit suicide in Hogsback. The story re dwent that they left you at one of the huts on the trail and then the dope farmers would come and collect you to go and ‘live the outlaw life’.I think one of two things happened to Larry. Either he , all alone, committed suicide in Hogsback in the forest because of the nasty bastards of Hogsback, or he was persuaded to join the sick little gang who have ruined the village with their ethos of narcissistically evangelizing drugs and alcohol and getting away from society. Either way, it’s a shameful abuse of a man who really did try to make the effort and become well after a life of substance abuse and unhappiness. We packed up all of Larry’s things and stacked them in his broken down car under a tarp. Not the best thing for my, or the landlord’s mood I must say. A sad event. Is it another suicide in Hogsback? We want to know.

Suicide in Hogsback is a not infrequent phenomenon. Having had first hand experience of the messed up community who love to bully people I am not surprised. Just glad that I do not have any intention of committing suicide in Hogsback.