Free T-Shirt Results

November 22, 2008

Alright! Thank you to all who supported by making comments on the T-shirt post! Here are the official results of the first 20 people who posted comments:
1 John Dalton
2 Eli Anderson
3 Chad Clendinen
4 Daisha Versaw (mama D)
5 Quinton Lavery
6 Katy Kudry
7 Taffie Tamba
8 Kyle Fuller
9 Rebecca Huddleston
10 Leslie Savage
11 Katie Sanning
12 Brandy Hensley
13 Christina Gardner
14 Eric Anderson
15 Gerald Jacobs
16 Johanna Williams
17 Sandi Muranda
18 Alex Conner
19 Stephen Richardson
20 Janina Halbauer

Ok, so those are the people with quick trigger fingers that will be receiving free 365 Days of Activism shirts in the mail! I will send them out first thing on Monday! For those of you that were too late, don’t fret! I do have some more shirts. Contact me by email capetownbrown@gmail.com. But remember if you don’t contact me before Tuesday, i will not be able to get back to you until after the 10th of December! Thanks again for all who participated!! Please help continue to spread the word!!!


It’s Going Down on Tuesday!!!!!

November 22, 2008

365 Days of Activism T-Shirts

November 21, 2008

Alright, here they are! Fresh off the press!! This is the shirt that I will be wearing for the duration of the 16 days of activism. As you can see, it is very white! We will see how white it remains after 16 days of street life! I also printed a few extras for very special people. So here’s the deal…the first 20 people that post a comment on this particular blog post will each get a free shirt! All you have to do is scroll down, click “comment”, make some sort of comment and one, crisp, clean, white 365 Days of Activism shirt is YOURS! And though i look pretty, pretty dorky in that picture, I am very sure that you all will look TOTALLY cool!

Oh, and it might be a good idea to include your name, postal address, and shirt size (small, medium, large and XL) in that comment!
DON’T BE FOOLED BY THE NUMBER OF COMMENTS BECAUSE SOME PEOPLE POST TWICE!!!

The Comfortable Compromise

November 20, 2008

I woke up this morning and did my normal internet routine: checked my email, facebook, blogs, myspace and all of those wonderful web pages. While I was on facebook I started thinking about something. I was thinking about, as humans, what excitable little creatures we can be, but at the very same time we fall back into a routine, and become very comfortable in compromise. You probably wonder what in the world I am talking about! Let me explain…

A few months back facebook decided to revamp their, already good, social networking service. They tried to gradually bring change, because I guess they knew how the masses feel about change, and first gave you an option as to whether or not you wanted to switch to the new facebook. But then, after a while, they forced everyone to change over. People were FURIOUS! I include myself in that because I found the new facebook more difficult to use than the old version. People threatened to leave facebook, they started groups (1,000,000,000 people against the new facebook, new facebook haters, etc.), they tried to come up with applications to make it possible to use the old format, they had daily statuses complaining about it, and so on and so forth. I am sure, like I did, many people also gave negative feedback to facebook (it was an option on the new browser up at the top).

Did any of this help? Not that I can see! Does anyone even remember the old facebook after a few months on the new format? Probably not. I sat there this morning and chuckled when I thought about how riled up I got about facebook changing their format, and yet how distant that anger, motivation to speak out against it, and worry about the matter seems now. We tried what we could and then just settled into that mediocre routine of acceptance; recognizing that our voices were not heard and surrendering to compromise of using the new facebook. You see, that’s just the thing! We are using the new facebook; all of us who were sooooooo against it just settled for less, and succumbed to the need to be in a cyber “social network”. The days of “old facebook” are forgotten, though not that far away. And now we are content and happy again.

This is how we operate. We see things we don’t like. We get really excited and riled up about them. We complain for a little bit. But then whether the thing changes, for the good or bad, we eventually forget about it and move on. We saw this happen near the middle of the year with the xenophobic attacks here in South Africa. When it was on the nightly news and we were forced to see graphic pictures of the violence and sad images of the refugee camps, we cared; we talked about it, we were outraged, we donated stuff, we smiled at every foreigner we saw, we volunteered our time at refugee camps, and we seemed to really care. Now, it is no longer in our faces anymore. Though xenophobia still exists, some of the refugee camps are still around and some of them are even worse off than before, we have moved on (though I know some people who are completely dedicated to the cause). But the masses are no longer affected by it because it is no longer in their faces or disrupting their day-to-day lives.

All of this to say, I have seen this same trend with the kids living on the streets. People complain about them when they are harassed on a night out on Long Street, are outraged when they are robbed by one of the kids, and are heartbroken when something terrible happens to one of the “street children” (like in 2003 when a young boy was shot, execution style, at point blank range by Michael Jackson: the Teasers strip club owner), but that emotion that they feel does not drive them to do something lasting about the situation. Most of the time, when the emotion wears off, so does the motivation to see the situation changed. Something that an individual felt SO strongly about can simply be compromised. The person settles back into his or her comfortable, “normal” life, and moves on…

until the next drama occurs.


Gangster Tears

November 19, 2008

So, it’s not long now until i am on the streets for 16 days! I preparing myself. Last night, laying in the comfort of my home, on my nice warm comfortable bed, i had the realization that those comforts would be completely and totally removed for those 16 days; my nice therapeutic mattress exchanged for a piece of cardboard on the cold concrete, my warm team of blankets traded for the one not-so-thick blanket, my safe and secure walls replaced with openness and vulnerability. Yeah…

I was in town today and i came across some of the “kids” i haven’t seen in a while. One of them was Jason. Jason is a perfect example of how the streets suck the kids in, the system messes them around, and how little innocent kids can so easily turn into hardened gangsters! I remember when Jason was a little kid; YEARS ago! He was a sweet, considerate, energetic little guy. I also remember when he witnessed one of his best friends on the streets get run over, and killed, by a Golden Arrow bus as they were trying to cross the M3 one late night (November 2004). Needless to say, that was pretty traumatic for Jason. After that things sort of went downhill for him!


Since then Jason has been in and out of jail. He is basically a hardened criminal. His body is covered in gang tattoos, including his neck and face. Under both eyes he has two tear drops. I remember right after Jason witnessed his friend’s death, one night i came across him in town and he seemed extra traumatized, plus he had a HUGE gash in his foot. I brought him to my house and doctored his foot up with my first aid kit and we spoke about his friend. One of the things that bothered him the most was that his friend died, “like a dog”. He said he cried about it, but he did not want to cry about it anymore. The two tattooed tears that are now forever standing under his eyes are a harsh contrast to the way that he has allowed his heart to harden over the years, probably to cope with the pain of the death of his friend, and other things he has seen in his time on the streets.

I don’t know if this blog really even makes since. I don’t know if i really even have a point. But one thing i know is that it hurts to see “kids” with so much potential, their whole lives before them, years later, with nothing to really show for it but some tattoos, hardened little hearts and a stone cold look in their eyes. This is why i want to catch them before they get to that point! And this is one of the MANY reasons that i think it is child abuse to allow a kid to live on the streets in the first place!

(Photo: Masixoli, Jason’s friend who passed away)


I’m Watching You!

November 18, 2008

So, i was walking on Long Street this morning, preparing some things for next week, when i passed by the flat of a known paedophile. He is know very well by the kids, and therefore known by be, and has even been to court a few times for his deeds. His name is Ben. So i walked past the road to his flat, as i often do, and thought about how justice was never really served because he still roams the streets, and continues with his ways. Then, low and behold, who do i see LITERALLY roaming the streets…BEN!

He was walking down to the corner, just past Kennedy’s Cigar Bar. He came to the corner, stopped, looked down the road, didn’t see what, or maybe “who”, he was looking for and turned to head back to his flat. I am sure he was looking for one of the kids. I have no proof though. He was dressed in his pajamas. Did i mention he is retired and really old?

So i crossed the street and walked behind him. I followed him all the way back to his flat. I could tell he sensed my presence, though it didn’t take Sherlock Holmes because i was walking a few inches behind him, as he did that look back but don’t really look back thing that people do when they think they are being followed, or REALLY being followed! Anyways, i followed him to his doorstep, that is when he turned around and saw me. His face showed some sort of recognition (we both appeared in a couple of Special Assignment episodes: me speaking out against pedophilia amongst street children and a clip of him getting whacked in the head with a protesters sign outside of one of his court cases) and he tried to cover up his nervousness by greeting and saying “good morning”.

I nodded, watched him go into his house, and just wanted to leave him with the feeling of “being watched”. I know, sounds a bit psycho-obsessive-stalkerish, but these guys that sexual abuse these kids and get away with it make me sick!!! If justice is not served in court, i at least want them to feel as though someone, somewhere, even if it is only sometimes, is watching them and sees the things they do! So Ben…and all those like you…i AM watching you!

Oh, and for 16 days (25th November – 10th December) i will be camped outside your doorsteps!!! See you there!!!


"Normal"

November 16, 2008

This morning I passed by a 12-year-old kid I know who was sleeping on the pavement on the side of the road. He was all sprawled out, and dead asleep right there on the middle of the sidewalk. This is a sight that i have seen many times. A sight that society is calloused to. And I hope that one day this will not be a “normal” sight.


I Got My Blanket

November 15, 2008


Government Issued Toilet Paper

November 13, 2008

I am doing several things in preparation of my 16 days on the streets. I did one of those things today. I went to the government printing press and bought my very own copy of the South African Constitution for only 15 Rand. Sure, I have read it before and am familiar with it, but I wanted to have my very own copy to take with me on my 16 day street journey. Reading through it again, the realization really hit me that if people are not empowered to demand their rights, liberties and freedoms that the Constitution lays out for them, those “rights, liberties and freedoms” are worth no more than the paper they are printed on.

One thing I do know is that by allowing children to live on the streets, we are allowing them to forfeit each and every last right they have, under Chapter 2, Section 28 of the constitution (Bill of Rights: Children). Here is a breakdown for those of you that are not familiar with the rights of South African children:

28 (1) Every child has the right:

(a) to a name and a nationality from birth;

Yet once these children go and make their homes on the streets, we as society give them a new, generic name of “street children”. We often do not see them as individuals, but clump them in a mass grouping, labeling them with their new name: “street kid”.

(b) to family care or parental care, or to appropriate alternative care when removed from the family environment;

Though children often make a “new” family on the streets, it is far from the safe and healthy “family or parental care” that the Constitution refers to. Many of the children come into relationships with people who “look after them” in exchange for money, sex, labour, etc.

(c) to basic nutrition, shelter, basic health care services and social services;

Children living on the streets do not eat healthy, regular meals; many of their meals come from rubbish bins. They do not live under a permanent shelter, and are exposed to the elements of whatever the weather may be on any given day in Cape Town. They often only visit the hospital in emergency situations, if then, and often they are not mature enough to follow up on medication and treatment; many illnesses that could be prevented or properly treated (e.g. Tuberculosis, STD’s, HIV, etc.) are left undiscovered until they are at a drastic state. Though many of the children make use of various NGO’s and programs offered, most of them have little to no contact with “social services”.

(d) to be protected from maltreatment, neglect, abuse or degradation;

Maltreatment, neglect, abuse and degradation are factors a child living on the streets lives under each and every day of his or her life! And this is not only from fellow “street people”, but from society as a whole!

(e) to be protected from exploitative labour practices;

Children on the streets perform all sorts of exploitive labour practices; from selling themselves to pedophiles, to doing odd jobs for mere cents! Some of the younger children are often sent out by older, not-so-cute-anymore youth to beg for money, break into cars or houses, and/or rob people.

(f) not to be required or permitted to perform work or provide services that:
i. are inappropriate for a person of the child’s age; or
ii. place at risk the child’s well-being, education, physical or mental health or spiritual, moral or social development;

There are very few people that would argue the point that a child having sex with a 50-year-old man for money is “appropriate” work for that child’s age. At the same time, street life negatively impacts the child’s well-being, education, physical and mental health and spiritual, moral and social development each and every day they spend on the streets!

(g) not to be detained except as a measure of last resort, in which case, in addition to the rights a child enjoys under sections 12 and 35 [relating to freedom and security of the person and rights of arrested, detained and accused persons], the child may be detained only for the shortest appropriate period of time, and the right to be:
i. kept separately from detained persons over the age of 18 years; and
ii. treated in a manner and kept in conditions that take account of the child’s age;

Detainment is rarely the case of “last resort” when it comes to the children living on the streets; quite the opposite. On top of that, due to backlog, improper book keeping, and criminal records only being on a computerized system for the past few years, many children are being locked up for crimes committed years ago; and this “tool” is being used to “clear the streets”.

(h) to have a legal practitioner assigned to the child by the state, and at state expense, in civil proceedings affecting the child if substantial injustice would otherwise result; and

This is one right that the children usually are able to obtain. However, overworked “legal practitioners” and court social workers often lead to poor service delivery. On top of that, many children picked up for various crimes will often be detained for months on end, visiting court about once a month, “awaiting trial”. This is due to slow investigations, missing evidence, witnesses and complainants that do not appear, and simply a leisurely moving juvenile “justice” system.

(i). not to be used directly in armed conflict, and to be protected in times of armed conflict.

Armed conflict is a consistent and regular part of street life. Even now, whilst writing this blog, I just got a reverse charge call from a kid who is laying in Groote Schuur Hospital because he was “stabbed by a Nigerian right near his private parts”. In his words, “I still can’t walk. I have been here for two weeks. They cut me open more and had to fix things on my inside, right next to my private parts. I have a lot of stitches and it is very sore!”.

28 (2) A child’s best interests are of paramount importance in every matter concerning the child.

By allowing a child to live on the streets in the first place, we obviously do not have his or her best interests in mind! Unfortunately, as we move closer to 2010, many initiatives working to “clean up the streets” have the best interest of tourism and business in mind; the children are a nuisance, they are in the way, and they have to be “cleared out”.

Children do not always know what is best for them. They are not always capable or mature enough to make decisions; especially ones that will literally shape and mold their lives for the good or bad. They have to be guided, loved, taught, steered in the right direction and protected. It is our job, as adults in society, to insure that our children live in the fullness of their rights, liberties and freedoms that the Constitution sets out for them; to teach them that those things are more than just words on a piece of paper! I hold on to the hope that we can reclaim these rights on behalf of our children. Otherwise the Constitution that I bought today, and will be taking with me on the streets, can be used for other purposes during my stay on the streets (see blog title)!


16 Days and Beyond

November 12, 2008

So, I started this blog as a platform to be able to post daily updates throughout my time living on the streets, during the 16 Days of Activism. I called it “365 Days of Activism” because I feel that our “activism” against violence towards women and children, or any cause for that matter, should not be bound to 16 days, but should rather be year-round! Then I got to thinking about what a powerful tool this blog could be; to feature different “activists” I know who are involved in all sorts of different kinds of “activism”. So during the 16 Days (25 November – 10 December), I will be using this blog to give everyone day-to-day updates, but after that, this blog will remain. It will be a place to read about the experiences and messages of activism in many size, shape and forms, and to be inspired by these “activists”; young and old, all different races, from all walks of life.

I have hand-picked people that I think are very inspiring people, with equally inspiring messages and experiences to share with the world. The youngest blogger is an eight-year-old with a passion to cure diabetes, and the oldest is…cough…cough (we will just keep that a secret for now). As I said, they come from all walks of life; DJ’s, pastors, a teachers, social workers, a Stanford law student, just to name a few. But they all share a passion for what they do, and a passion to see change come in their sector, in their own unique way. Make sure to subscribe, become a follower, or whatever else you can do to keep up with what’s going on with this group of activists, located all over the world!


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