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Showing posts with label 2016 Municipal Election. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2016 Municipal Election. Show all posts

Tuesday, 2 August 2016

It's all about the X

On 3 August more than 26 million of my fellow 54 million South African’s can like me go and make their X. 
We will get the opportunity to choose a political party and ward candidate to represent our needs and deliver on their promises.
Once I have made that cross I will have to live with our collective decision on who will represent my ward and govern my municipal area. 
It is thus important that when I make my X I do so with prise and use my vote wisely.
Just fewer than 50,000 of the more than 3 million Western Cape voters are between 18 and 19 and will make their X for the first time. They/we will get to pick from a record 200 parties and 61 014 candidates contesting the 2016 Municipal Elections; this is approximately 65% more parties and 12% more candidates than in 2011.
Some experts have called this the most important election since that all important 1994 one. All elections are important though, but what would make this one interesting is to see if we as voters will vote according to our needs or based on our loyalty.

Our vote is more than an opportunity it is a responsibility that gives us access to the right to hold our public representatives accountable. Our vote is not just worth five minutes, but indeed five years. Five years to hold those whom we elect accountable to serve the basic needs of the community.
The past few months we have seen various service delivery protests across the country. Just like no person is perfect, so is no party and each hold their own battles Racism, quotas in sport, corruption, a private jet, spy tapes and many other issues are important. What we sometimes forget is to put realistic solutions on the table on issues affecting the everyday lives of especially the poor.
While we worry about a new presidential jet or a racist post on social media, there is a grandma taking care of her 5 grandchildren wondering where will she get tomorrow’s supper. While discuss quotas in sport, the parents of a talented young sport player don’t have the funds to provide him with clothes to practice in.
Yes this election is like all previous and those to come important. 

This election is an opportunity the voter can vote for their needs and who will make a real change in their lives. This local government election is an opportunity for the voter to vote based on your needs, to vote for who can make a change in your life and not just on paper or a poster.
When I walk into the VD and hold my ballot paper, standing alone, I will hold my breath and think that no matter how imperfect our democratic process might or might not be it is still a privilege to vote. A privilege my great-grandparents never had the opportunity to enjoy.
Yes Zuma, Maimane, Malema, Lekota, Prince Buthulezi, Zanele, Godi and the Mulders will come to mind, as will local leaders. But I will also think of Madiba, Oliver, Walter, Albertina, Helen, Frederick, Dullah, Kader, Ashley and the many others who had to pay a prize for me to enjoy this responsibility.
I will take a moment and think of the many challenges in my community and who can address it best.
I will think of human rights, freedom of expression, speech, the press and association. I will think of the rights of minorities, celebrating ethnic diversity and a dream of social cohesion. I will think of poverty, social challenges like drug abuse, teenage pregnancy, HIV, youth unemployment and even the stigma against my LGBTI (gay) friends.
I will also think of peace and hope that you too will use your vote wisely.
Enjoy the responsibility to vote. Vote with pride and walk out of the polling station knowing that you did the right thing.

It is all about the cross!

Original Opinion Piece appeared in Paarl Post of Thursday 28 July 2016

Wednesday, 27 July 2016

Jou kruisie is belangrik

Op 3 Augustus sal meer as 26 miljoen van my medelandsburgers die geleentheid kry om hul kruisie te maak. 
Ons sal die geleentheid kry om ’n politieke party en wykskandidaat te kies om ons te verteenwoordig en hul beloftes na te kom.
Wanneer my keuse gemaak is, sal ek met die kollektiewe besluit – wie my wyk en munisipale gebied gaan regeer – moet aanvaar.

Dit is daarom belangrik dat wanneer ek my kruisie maak, ek dit met trots doen en my stem slim gebruik.
Net minder as 50 000 van die meer as 3 miljoen kiesers in die Wes-Kaap is tussen 18 en 19 en sal vir die eerste keer hul kruisie maak. Hulle sal kan kies uit ’n rekord 200 politieke partye en 61 014 kandidate wat in die munisipale verkiesing meeding. Dit is sowat 65% meer politieke partye en 12% meer kandidate as vyf jaar gelede in 2011.
Talle kenners noem dit die belangrikste verkiesing sedert daai allerbelangrike 1994 een. Tog is alle verkiesings belangrik en wat vanjaar se plaaslike verkiesing interessant maak is om te sien of kiesers volgens hul behoeftes of volgens lojaliteit sal stem. Dit natuurlik as jy dink aan wat die afgelope twee tot vyf jaar gebeur het.


Ons stem is egter meer as ’n geleentheid, dit is ’n verantwoordelikheid wat ons toegang gee tot die reg om ons openbare verteenwoordigers verantwoordbaar te hou. Ons stem is nie net vyf minute werd nie, maar inderdaad vyf jaar. Vyf jaar om diegene vir wie ons kies verantwoordelik te hou om in die gemeenskap se basiese behoeftes te voorsien.
Die afgelope paar maande moes ons talle diensleweringbetogings in die land aanskou. Nes geen mens perfek is nie, is ook geen party perfek nie en bevat elkeen sy eie struikelblokke.
Rassisme, kwotas in sport, korrupsie, private stralers, spy tapes en talle ander sake is belangrik.
Maar wat ons baie keer vergeet is om realistiese oplossings op die agenda te plaas wat die daaglikse bestaan van veral die armes raak.
Terwyl ons worry oor ’n nuwe jet vir die president of ’n rassistiese post op sosiale media, is daar ’n ouma wat omsien na haar vyf kleinkinders en wonder waar gaan sy môreaand se ete kry. Terwyl ons kwotas in sport bespreek, het die ouers van ’n talentvolle jong sportspeler nie die geld om eens oefenklere vir daardie speler te koop nie.
Ja, hierdie verkiesing is nes die vorige en dié wat sal kom, belangrik.

Hierdie munisipale verkiesing is ’n geleentheid vir die kieser om vir hul behoeftes te stem, om te stem vir wie ’n regte verandering in hul lewe sal maak en nie net een op papier of ’n poster nie.
Wanneer ek in die stemlokaal gaan en my stembriewe vashou – staan ek alleen. Ek sal my asem ophou en dink aan ongeag hoe onvolmaak ons demokratiese proses mag wees of nie, dit bly ’n voorreg vir my om my kruisie te maak. ’n Voorreg wat my grootouers nooit gehad en kon geniet het nie.
Ja, ek sal dink aan wat Zuma, Maimane, Malema, Lekota, Buthulezi, Zanele, Godi en die Mulders gesê het, asook beloftes van plaaslike leiers. Maar ek sal ook dink aan Madiba, Oliver, Walter, Albertina, Helen, Dullah, Kader, Ashley en die talle ander wat ’n duur prys betaal het vir my om hierdie verantwoordelikheid te geniet.
Ek sal ’n oomblik neem en dink aan die talle uitdagings in my gemeenskap en wie in my mening die beste dit kan aanspreek.
Ek sal dink aan menseregte, vryheid van spraak, die media, vryheid om aan ’n organisasie van my keuse te behoort. Ek sal ook dink aan die regte van minderheidsgroepe, diversiteit en ’n droom van samehorigheid.
Ek sal met die stembriewe in my hand ook dink aan armoede, maatskaplike uitdagings soos dwelmmisbruik, tienerswangerskap, MIV, werkloosheid, bendegeweld en die stigma teen my LGBTI (gay) vriende.
Ek sal dink aan vrede en hoop dat jy ook jou stem wys sal gebruik.
Geniet die verantwoordelikheid om te stem. Stem met trots en loop by die stembus weg met die wete dat jy die regte ding gedoen het.

Dit gaan oor jou kruisie!
  • Oorspronklike rubriek het in Paarl Post van Donderdag 28 Julie 2016 verskyn.