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I am genuinely pleased and proud to find so many white people on Twitter advocating the handing back of land to those who claim it was stolen from them. Many, like Theresa Roussouw of Saldanha, are from good old Afrikaner stock which makes the gesture so much more poignant. Inspired by the generousity of spirit of these fine people I too have also resolved to hand back any land I may own to its rightful owners without any expectation of remuneration. It really is the right thing to do and it will help heal our country.
One snag I foresee is that there may be quite a few claimants for my land compared to the handful who may show a derisory interest in Ms Roussouw’s Saldanha patch. So how am I going to know who the rightful claimant is? After all, I don’t want to enter into a contract of reparation and assuage my post colonial guilt with some scoundrel who claims his great, great grandfather grazed his cattle in my back garden, only to find that this is a fraudulent claim and there are another 300 people laying claim to the same piece of land. No, the claimant for the land must bring solid proof of previous ownership such as a title deed or an etching by Thomas Baines of said great, great grandfather grazing cattle
Not all my neighbours are quite as “woke” as I am about the very important process which we need to go through to rid ourselves of the albatross of our “whiteness”. Some say that the land they occupy doesn’t really belong to them 100% but to the bank that lent them the money. How will this all pan out they wonder? Very simply, the EFF have already agreed that payment on any outstanding bonds on expropriated land will continue to be the responsibility of the registered bondholder. It would be quite inappropriate and unreasonable to expect a previously landless person to incur the monthly costs of owning a property. Which is why council rates will be waived and water and electricity will be plentiful and free. To do otherwise would impose the enormous burden of earning a living on the new occupants.
“But that’s not fair” the land thieves will no doubt cry. “How can we continue to pay for land which we no longer have the use of”? Well, your ancestors should have thought of that when they were setting up a “refreshment station” in the Cape all those years ago. As is well documented by my lefty friends on Black Consciousness Twitter, you were welcomed with open arms by a peaceful indigenous people whose hospitality you badly abused. Everything the white man needed was already here when he arrived in 1652(with the possible exception of a 24 hours Woollies) and his thank you was to steal it and claim it as his own.