This is excerpt from a Statement by "Orde Boerevolk", author: Piet Rudolph
Van Zyl Slabbert, as he was known, has died at the age of 70, on May 14th, 2010. Boer courtesy forces me to pay my respects to his family, even though I have not known the man personally.
Slabbert was a public figure who held a political view totally different from the freedom loving Boer peoples. In that light I will judge accordingly. It was not the Nat-Sap view we had been familiar with. It was politics strewn with intrigue and treason with the purpose to humiliate the whites and to exterminate the Boer people. Today we are confronted with the results of this treason.
Van Zyl Slabbert had never been a Boer, even the concept of being an Afrikaner fitted him like a scanty cloak. He was indeed an example of a tragically neglected child who in his bewilderment and loneliness, sought the warmth and comfort of their servant Florina while being abandoned by their inebriated mother.
He (Van Zyl Slabbert) writes in book about Florina: “I was much more terrified of the dark and the loneliness of night than my sister and I used to strain my ears for a car that would slow down and enter our driveway signaling my mother’s return. Eventually creaking with fright, I would suggest to my sister that we go and lie with Florina. She was larger than life-size: enormous buttocks and stomach with two medium-sized watermelons for bosoms and shiny round cheeks. Her bed was raised on bricks at all four corners to keep away the Tokolishi (an evil spirit in the shape of a dwarf) and was behind a makeshift curtain which she used to split the garage into different rooms. Once she had drawn that curtain and we had snuggled in behind her ample frame it was like bedding down in a bomb shelter of security. Florina’s comfort and love predisposed me kindly and instinctively towards black mamas for the rest of my life.”
He added in glowing terms how his black friend taught him how to masturbate, and “...I remember flushing hot with confusion when he fondled the young maidens in the field.” Quoted from "The last white parliament", p 13.
While reading this book written by Van Zyl Slabbert, one is reminded of the quote from the late pres. Steyn, which fitted the situation when he referred to denationalized Afrikaners who are like bats and not being trusted by (the other) birds. (Editor's explanation: "Bats" share roots from Germanic words describing a (hybrid or conjunction) of "winged mice".) Conservatives didn't trust Slabbert. To those he represented a strange being and to the Jews and their allies he was a "useful idiot". He had to succeed in doing that which he couldn't manage on his own, therefore he became leader of the opposition.
However, Slabbert had not been without support, especially amongst the liberal Afrikaners. An example is to be found in the papers "Die Beeld" and "Rapport" and their left winged allies while they didn't fail to gush over Slabbert being the significant savior of the doomed nation. Eulogies like "Quiet, here passes a big man..." and suggestions that he may have been the biggest Afrikaner leader were rife. This serves only one purpose: to emphasize the unlimited admiration of the liberals while Slabbert is nothing more than an ordinary traitor in the same vein as Piet de Wet and Andries Cronje during the Anglo Boer war.
Unrealistic dream
Much has been said about the grip Slabbert had on the reality of our situation. Nothing is further removed from the truth. The unrealistic dream that white and black can fuse together into a "rainbow nation" becomes increasingly impossible. Dr. Verwoerd predicted that during a black power transition the whites will eventually disappear, thus not leading to integration but disintegration. This has already become increasingly evident.
The misconception that blacks can be anything other than racists and that they would embrace whites, has become an illusion in Slabbert's case. His friendship with Thabo Mbeki, his Dakar comrade, gave birth to animosity and it is apparent that this was one of Slabbert's disappointments along with the fact that he was never recognized and honored by the black regime.
Let us not beat about the bush: Van Zyl Slabbert was NO hero. He was an ordinary traitor who collaborated with other traitors of this nation, who also lost contact with all reality and are responsible for the quagmire South Africa is in as well as the suffering of every white man, woman and child.
Slabbert was a public figure who held a political view totally different from the freedom loving Boer peoples. In that light I will judge accordingly. It was not the Nat-Sap view we had been familiar with. It was politics strewn with intrigue and treason with the purpose to humiliate the whites and to exterminate the Boer people. Today we are confronted with the results of this treason.
Van Zyl Slabbert had never been a Boer, even the concept of being an Afrikaner fitted him like a scanty cloak. He was indeed an example of a tragically neglected child who in his bewilderment and loneliness, sought the warmth and comfort of their servant Florina while being abandoned by their inebriated mother.
He (Van Zyl Slabbert) writes in book about Florina: “I was much more terrified of the dark and the loneliness of night than my sister and I used to strain my ears for a car that would slow down and enter our driveway signaling my mother’s return. Eventually creaking with fright, I would suggest to my sister that we go and lie with Florina. She was larger than life-size: enormous buttocks and stomach with two medium-sized watermelons for bosoms and shiny round cheeks. Her bed was raised on bricks at all four corners to keep away the Tokolishi (an evil spirit in the shape of a dwarf) and was behind a makeshift curtain which she used to split the garage into different rooms. Once she had drawn that curtain and we had snuggled in behind her ample frame it was like bedding down in a bomb shelter of security. Florina’s comfort and love predisposed me kindly and instinctively towards black mamas for the rest of my life.”
He added in glowing terms how his black friend taught him how to masturbate, and “...I remember flushing hot with confusion when he fondled the young maidens in the field.” Quoted from "The last white parliament", p 13.
While reading this book written by Van Zyl Slabbert, one is reminded of the quote from the late pres. Steyn, which fitted the situation when he referred to denationalized Afrikaners who are like bats and not being trusted by (the other) birds. (Editor's explanation: "Bats" share roots from Germanic words describing a (hybrid or conjunction) of "winged mice".) Conservatives didn't trust Slabbert. To those he represented a strange being and to the Jews and their allies he was a "useful idiot". He had to succeed in doing that which he couldn't manage on his own, therefore he became leader of the opposition.
However, Slabbert had not been without support, especially amongst the liberal Afrikaners. An example is to be found in the papers "Die Beeld" and "Rapport" and their left winged allies while they didn't fail to gush over Slabbert being the significant savior of the doomed nation. Eulogies like "Quiet, here passes a big man..." and suggestions that he may have been the biggest Afrikaner leader were rife. This serves only one purpose: to emphasize the unlimited admiration of the liberals while Slabbert is nothing more than an ordinary traitor in the same vein as Piet de Wet and Andries Cronje during the Anglo Boer war.
Unrealistic dream
Much has been said about the grip Slabbert had on the reality of our situation. Nothing is further removed from the truth. The unrealistic dream that white and black can fuse together into a "rainbow nation" becomes increasingly impossible. Dr. Verwoerd predicted that during a black power transition the whites will eventually disappear, thus not leading to integration but disintegration. This has already become increasingly evident.
The misconception that blacks can be anything other than racists and that they would embrace whites, has become an illusion in Slabbert's case. His friendship with Thabo Mbeki, his Dakar comrade, gave birth to animosity and it is apparent that this was one of Slabbert's disappointments along with the fact that he was never recognized and honored by the black regime.
Let us not beat about the bush: Van Zyl Slabbert was NO hero. He was an ordinary traitor who collaborated with other traitors of this nation, who also lost contact with all reality and are responsible for the quagmire South Africa is in as well as the suffering of every white man, woman and child.
End quote from "Orde Boerevolk" statement
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