HELESTI Daye-Fourie never leaves her house after dark. The risk of being carjacked and shot standing in her own driveway is too high.
Any Irish person reading this ever have this experience?
Every day after picking up her eight-year-old son from school, the Johannesburg mum-of-two takes a different route home, eyes on the rear-view mirror. Her 20-month-old toddler sits in his car seat behind her, where he can easily be grabbed at a moment’s notice.
That’s because Ms Day-Fourie doesn’t want her son, in the event of an attack, to be trapped by his seatbelt, dragged along outside of the car and killed — as happened to a four-year-old boy whose parents and sister were forced out of their car by three armed men in nearby Boksburg, just 30 minutes away.
I’m pretty sure the school run for Irish parents is nothing like this. You know what the difference is?
There’s a cosmic constant most whites are blissfully unaware of. The more blacks you have in an area, the more crime you have. And not just petty crime like theft and burglary. What you get is a sharp increase in horrific rape, assault and murder.
When was the last time you saw a Murphy or a Flaherty running down the road eating someone’s leg?
Give it time, we’ll have Mbeki Mboko doing just that here.