• Free at Last

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    Above all, we want equal political rights, because without them our disabilities will be permanent. I know this sounds revolutionary to the whites in this country, because the majority of voters will be Africans. This makes the white man fear democracy. But this fear cannot be allowed to stand in the way of the only solution which will guarantee racial harmony and freedom for all. It is not true that the enfranchisement of all will result in racial domination. Political division, based on colour, is entirely artificial and, when it disappears, so will the domination of one colour group by another. The ANC has spent half a century fighting against racialism. When it triumphs it will not change that policy.

    This then is what the ANC is fighting. Their struggle is a truly national one. It is a struggle of the African people, inspired by their own suffering and their own experience. It is a struggle for the right to live. During my lifetime I have dedicated myself to this struggle of the African people. I have fought against white domination, and I have fought against black domination. I have cherished the ideal of a democratic and free society in which all persons live together in harmony and with equal opportunities. It is an ideal which I hope to live for and to achieve. But if needs be, it is an ideal for which I am prepared to die.

     

    Trevor Huddlestone’s prayer:

    God bless Africa,
    Guard her children,
    Guide her leaders,
    And give her peace.

    Amen.

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8 responses to “How to Cook Moose”

  1. Jaye Richards-Hill Avatar

    And this is all in Maryhill? There will be great wailing and gnashing of teeth in Newton Mearns and Giffnock when the news gets out..

  2. Zebadee Avatar
    Zebadee

    At our local Lidl we also have quail as well as the other items you mention

    1. kelvin Avatar

      Quail here too. Quail eggs from Waitrose though, not yet Lidl.

  3. Kimberly Avatar

    West Enders eat moose. South Siders eat Wholefoods. I know where I’d rather be.

    1. kelvin Avatar

      I’m not at all sure that any shop selling a few nuts and bits and bobs of fresh veg on either side of the river can be as impressive as Moose in Maryhill.

  4. Zebadee Avatar
    Zebadee

    Does the Maryhill Lidl also offer Canadian Lobster? Not that I am bragging but the needy of the Rubarb Triangle need some joy in their lives and our Lidl is meeting this need

  5. Kelvin Avatar

    Yes, lobster is on offer in Maryhill.

    I choose not to crow about lobster for it comes from the sea and consequently should not be eaten.

    1. Margaret of the Sea of Galilee Avatar
      Margaret of the Sea of Galilee

      The kashrut/OT problem is the lack of fins and scales, not the sea per se.

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