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Ja, but the thing is, they weren't playing it professionally, and just about everyone takes a dive when they say, professional sport, and hold their breath as they wait for us to start panicking.

About the only thing I don't write that I think is the word coffee, but our mental meanderings can't ignore past influence. It is not from such influence that I've called myself a racist, but a good dream might get me to think I need to do some intense editing. I am certain that when the comrades marathon was started, people of my kind were more sensible than ever. But people of my kind stopped asking their parents for information, so that, to this day, people will disagree that it was the first such race. I didn't ask my parents for that information: it comes to me by intuition.

My parents didn't give me the idea that we aught to say things that we don't have evidence for. I loved to argue, and I love it still: when the first vote of universal suffrage was held, I universally told people to bring the proof for what they have to say. But everything has been tainted by rebelliousness and I prefer to be comfortably numb than to do other people's research for them.

Speaking my heart or couching how I feel under a screen of other things I do have to express, I don't think anyone who loves me will call me lucky. Providence works according to personal rules: we knew what we were about when we started. It amounts to the same thing if people come to see the first vote of universal suffrage as a bad thing, as to be an out and out racist.

Team sports are fed to us as something we must learn something from, until we want to vomit. A vandal might be the kind of person to get into the ring with another, but that's the kind of thing that requires seconds: that's the kind of thing that recalls duels. If a man doesn't have a wife to make him a good meal, he'd be the kind who'd prefer a duel with a firearm.

But thus we get to amateur sport that isn't about vomit inducing lessons. Pool, the game which replaced billiards, is no better than billiards for a challenge, for we are each carrying a dangerous weapon, and while the game is going on, we have every reason to fuel the feelings that brought the challenge.

And to wield a weapon that doesn't belong to you or to wield it where any person may take offence for it being held in a threatening way, only recalls me to the fact that the game of being social starts by calling someone anti-social for not accepting rules that are immutable.

One of these days I hope to be somewhere tennis might be seen as a challenge, or just something to do with spare time. As a challenge we require spectators. But the game itself is so boring that it has to become a fashion parade to attract spectators.

But let me not dive into the treacherous waters of seemingly immutable laws of the land such as those which pertains to what we wear, for we know where our bread is buttered.