South Africa truly is a strange country. It is like someone who has cancer - there are parts of your body that is critically ill, and effects the whole body. Some days the pain is gone, you feel great, and people around you regard you as a happy, healthy person. Other days the racking pain folds you in half, and you can hardly move, nevermind projecting a picture of health. And this is largely the result of mistakes of our past. Through these mistakes most of the cultural and racial groups in South Africa have a simmering distrust of the others, ready to fling allegations and insults at a moment's notice, relying on generally misguided perceptions to guide their abuse. According to the most general perceptions, all whites are racist, all blacks are murderers, thieves and disturbers of the pease, all Indians are crooks and all 'Coloureds' are drunks and drug addicts. So we deal with each other with carefully disguised contempt, ready to explode the moment the other person do not fit into our perception of the world, ready to say 'Typical, what do you expect from a white/black/Indian/Coloured?' So the recipe to fit into this country, is learning how to act like all of the cultures. For a white person there is nothing better than a 'person of colour' that speak fluent afrikaans or english, like rugby, and act like a white person. The same with black people, liking white and Coloured people who speak their language, like their music and support a South African soccer team. There is no place for someone who is not like you. This is the rainbow nation. This is the country who is the world's example of forgiving and moving on. The bleak picture I've painted is obviously a generalisation, and I know that there are communities where things are not as severe, but as a rule we are a bunch of quarreling children that live together because we have to. From time to time it does happen that we come a bit closer, like when our sports teams do well, but this usually doesn't last very long. A week or so at the most. How is one supposed to live in a society like this?
As I've mentioned before, I am a white, Afrikaans South African male. This makes me somewhat of a persona non grata in South Africa. The typical way South African whites get by, is to keep to themselves, wail about the crime and wondering why everyone else just can't forget all that horrible Apartheid stuff. It's in the past, isn't it? But it doesn't exactly work that way. That monumental mistake still burns us every day and will be a very heavy load to bear for a very long time. In fact, it has unfortunately become a very effective way to keep us from saying anything against the way things are going in this country. Calling a white person a racist is close to a sure-fire way to shut him or her up. I resent this. Why should I have to contend with all this crap because of other people's narrow-mindedness? And the problem is, that it's not only external, but internal as well. Try as I may, when interacting with people of other races, the perceptions that I have mentioned earlier just take over my views. When a black person walks past my house, my default reaction is suspicion. I can't help it. It is a constant internal struggle that I am fighting to not judge a person on appearances, but rather on merit. All because of the world I didn't create, but in which I was raised.

I often wish that I was already living about 50 years in the future, when (hopefully) the differences between cultures in South Africa have sufficiently blurred and there is more acceptance for others. I can already see this developing, when observing small children playing together and enjoying each others's company, not caring about the colour of the other one's skin. Hopefully when these children are adults and have children of their own, the healing of this country will really happen. But until that day, we will have to hold our breath, hope that our prejudices do not carry over to our children, and pray that we don't kill each other before the country is truly healed.