TRUTHSEEKING
Reality is murdered by corrupt corporations and arse-kissing politicians. Mainstream Media throws grenades of lies, elevating agenda over facts. I find the truth to become a better person. That began with exposing the horror of political corruption in Knysna, South Africa. Then I started this substack to tell you about the USA’s war in Ukraine, but now I say more. My creative side is at Wicked Mike’s Ghosts.
PIECES OF ME
GodZille #4: DA is protected by the ANC
President Cyril Ramaphosa is Helen Zille’s angel. His African National Congress is involved in the cover-up of Democratic Alliance corruption.
Cocaine (and Me)
The biggest cocaine bust in South Africa’s history happened in 2010 in Knysna, population 80,000. I got involved via a documentary called ‘Cocaine Captains’ which was shown on the Fox Crime channel. MY MORALITY (OR LACK THEREOF) Before I share the video, you should know that:
The Assassination
This is about the assassination of Victor Molosi who was an ANC politician in Knysna, the prettiest town in South Africa. I testified against Velile Waxa, the opposition politician who orchestrated it. The toxic political climate that led to his death was the result of National, Provincial and Local Government’s repeated failure to stop the corruption re…
The Biggest Fire
I’ll return with Russia on Wednesday, but here’s something that helped forge me… I fled away from the flames twice on June 7, 2017. At the end, 8 dead, 1000 buildings and 16,0…
What I believe (and what I don't)
A person’s well-presented opinion is more important than whether they’re religious or who they have sex with (with hypocrisy as the caveat). Nevertheless, my journey has been one of truth which includes self-exposure. Consequently, I share myself with my subscribers.
The Chief is Dead, but My Little Memory Lives
I have one memory of Chief Mangosuthu Buthelezi who died yesterday, at the chucklingly good age of 95. If my overseas readers draw a blank, search for him and discover that he was a giant in my country’s bloody political history. I’m not here to justify his lovers or haters, just to remember (whic…
I May Have Lost But You Don't Have To
The first poem I wrote was as a volunteer in the South African Air Force in 1990/1991. It was terrible, but at least it was about dictators. Paul Wharton, a national service sufferee, educated me to The Cure. They became the first band I loved. Their album, 'Pornography', was as dark as my poetry would become whilst I travelled through Generation X, sea…
Video Journey: From Apartheid to White Slum
This is a video journey through South Africa’s history, from the establishment of the Apartheid Republic to whites living in a slum. I’m the generation that watched South Africa turn from upside-down to a different kind of upside-down. It’s possible that dystopia simply changed its advertising campaign. Blue pills are always for sale.
HI, THIS IS ME, WICKED MIKE
