The chicken or the egg?


Neville Basson Okay, I want you people to stop calling me to ask whether I am a silent partner in Lazarus’ N$200-million Cuca Shop! All I know is they got funding from Al Qaeda for the project, okay? Besides, I am starting my own N$201-million project soon – just watch the press for details! You know, what I am writing about today just, aagh man, just pisses me off! You see, there is nothing that I find more appealing in my life than to witness different Namibian cultures displayed at different platforms on a daily basis. Even though I am not widely considered 100 percent unleaded Herero by the so-called true-bred ones, I like going to Okahandja whenever I can to commemorate 26th August in style with my fellow Namibians. But there is nothing more disturbing and frustrating than to still witness xenophobia/racism in this country. It is widely accepted that racism between blacks and whites is “acceptable” because of the battles we had with each other for so many years. To a certain extent I feel that our relationships with white people are sometimes better than the ones that we have amongst ourselves. First of all, I would like to congratulate the Baster community in Rehoboth who celebrated another Sam Khubis day. I have quite a few Baster friends myself so it was nice to know I did not have to see them for some time while they were down there commemorating. Now what was shocking to me was to read in our daily newspaper this week that it was kammastag decided that no one but Basters is allowed at the ceremony. Geen probleem, I know I don’t come closest to a Baster so there’s no way that I would be able to sneak in there, unless I have a Baster kamborroto from Blok B! How does the Baster want to justify the rationale by not allowing Nama people to be part of the commemoration of this day – halloooooo, hallloooooooooo! The chairperson of the celebrations, Jacky Britz, according to the report, made it very clear that “those asking for the Namas to be included in this holy period of commemoration of the Basters are totally out of order”! You see, it’s statements like these that makes me want to call Sam Nujoma … hopefully make him forget to drink his pills for that day and put him on the 20h00 news bulletin! How, I ask you my dear people, can the Baster commemorate Sam Khubis without acknowledging the Namas? To begin with, there is no Baster, I repeat no Baster in Rehoboth that does not have Nama blood running through his or her veins. Your hair can be as pitch black and straight as Paloma’s or your eyes can be as green as George Bush’s … you do have Nama bloodlines running through your veins! It was due to the white man’s involvement with the Nama women 100 years ago that brought about the existence of the Baster community. And I dare you to challenge me on this one without swearing at me, please! As a nation we should not just acknowledge our white ancestors … how my Baster friends would famously say: “weet jy Neville, my Oupa grootjie was n Ingelsman met grou-grou groen oe” … and you would see the pride in their eyes. And I would ask: “And your great, great grandmother?” He would say: “uh umm, uh … well … man luister Neville, moenie k7%^k soek nie man!” It really saddens me to still see that level of denial from people. The Nama is a strong proud nation in this country and needs to be respected for their contribution towards independence in this country … and when I say independence I don’t mean 1990 – the liberation war started when the white man set foot on this land 200 years ago. Maybe it’s a losing battle I am fighting to ask the Baster community to respect their REAL ancestors, but I will try nevertheless. I mean, I would be proud in the first place to know that Hendrik Witbooi was a distant cousin of mine. Please Rehoboth, acknowledge who was first, the chicken or the egg? Mbye mbye.