Just watch this.

Well done, Hamilton and Ferrari. Seems like they fixed their racing machine.

Eish Bafana. That was terrible. What did we do to deserve such a performance?

At CPOA homes we have supper at 5pm (see pic for tonight's supper). I wonder if @WCMEC_JacoLondt is aware of this? We pay a fortune to live here. This was room service tonight. We are meant to survive the night on this. @DsdNews @GovernmentZA

Holy Trinity Catholic Church in Braamfontein, Johannesburg, says it is deeply saddened and disturbed following a serious act of vandalism and sacrilege that took place ahead of the midday Eucharist yesterday. According to the church, a man entered the building pretending to attend Holy Mass before suddenly launching into a violent outburst. He leapt onto the altar of the Blessed Sacrament, smashed sacred statues, damaged the marble altar, and shouted profanities inside the church. Parishioners preparing for Mass witnessed the incident and were left terrified and traumatised. The church described the attack as heartbreaking, saying Holy Trinity has long been a sanctuary for people seeking peace, prayer, and comfort. Leaders noted that the historic church, which has served the community since 1936, holds important religious and heritage significance and has welcomed people from all walks of life, including the vulnerable and those in distress. Church officials stressed that the damaged objects were not merely decorative items, but sacred symbols representing the faith, heritage, and devotion of the Catholic community. Holy Trinity Catholic Church confirmed it is cooperating fully with authorities investigating the incident and thanked SAPS and the local security company, BadBoyz, for their swift response and support. The church also expressed solidarity with parishioners and community members affected by the shocking incident, saying the faith community remains united despite the attack.

Capetonians can drop donations for families affected by the #CapeStorm at any fire station in Cape Town 💙🤲

If you pitched this as a screenplay every studio would reject it for being too on-the-nose. A 73-year-old architect walks to confession in 1926 and gets hit by a tram on the Gran Via in Barcelona. He's mistaken for a vagrant because of his worn clothes and left at a pauper's hospital. He dies three days later. His name is Antoni Gaudí. The cathedral he leaves behind is less than a quarter complete. The plans to finish it sit in his workshop as plaster models and detailed drawings. Ten years after his death, in July 1936, FAI anarchists break into that workshop. They smash the plaster models. They burn the archive of drawings and calculations. They pry open Gaudí's tomb. For the next 50 years, architects piece together a destroyed playbook from photographs and broken plaster fragments. The geometry was the real problem. Gaudí designed the church using upside-down hanging-chain models because the math for hyperboloid intersections did not yet exist on paper. He had solved it physically. Computers finally caught up to him in the 1980s. By 2010 the project was 50% complete. By 2015 stone elements that took months to hand-carve were being modelled digitally and machine-cut in days. Now the kicker. The building is funded entirely by people paying admission to see scaffolding. €134.5 million of income in 2025, all private, none of it from the Spanish state or the Vatican. About 4.7 million tourists a year buying €26 tickets to watch a cathedral get built. The unfinished state was the product. On June 10, 2026, exactly 100 years to the day after Gaudí died, the cross goes up on the Tower of Jesus Christ. 144 years from groundbreaking. 172.5 meters tall. The tallest church building in the world, beating Ulm Minster, which took 513 years. When asked why his project was taking so long, Gaudí said one thing: "My client is not in a hurry." Turns out neither was he.

Reason why we should put South Africans 1st not illegal foreigners💔 🇿🇦

As we would say here in Cape Town, Happy Marras Day!

Just two Australian citizens thrashing out an argument.

EFF Statement Encouraging South Africans to Watch the Netflix Series The Trials of Winnie Mandela and Honour the Legacy of Mama Winnie —At a time when history is being distorted, this documentary provides an opportunity for the nation to engage honestly with the life of Mama Winnie, not only as a global icon of resistance, but as a fearless revolutionary who carried the struggle on her shoulders during some of the darkest periods of apartheid repression. While many were imprisoned, exiled, or silenced, Mama Winnie stood firm inside the country, confronting the establishment while facing harassment, banishment, and isolation, yet refusing to surrender.

The Strait of Stellenbosch

Something ugly is happening in Laos. Since June 2025, the Japanese Embassy in Vientiane has been issuing unusual public warnings. It had to. Japanese men keep getting arrested there — for paying to rape children. Last December, Lao authorities detained a 52-year-old Japanese man at a hotel in Luang Prabang. He had been staying in the room for about two weeks — with three girls, aged 12, 13, and 16, brought to him by a local broker. He reportedly paid nine times the going rate for the 12-year-old, because she had not been touched before. In Laos, sex with anyone 12 or under is classified as child rape, carrying 10 to 15 years in prison. He is still in custody there. Police suspect he also filmed them. Last August, Japanese police arrested a 65-year-old man from Nagoya. Seventeen notebooks were seized from his home. In them, a tally kept from July 2014 through 2025: over 140 children across Southeast Asia, with names, ages, locations, and prices paid. One entry read "9 years old." He had bought a manual on how to find such children online. In January, a 61-year-old from Osaka was arrested on fraud charges — related to running a blog that offered travel tips and a how-to guide for child prostitution. Written under the handle "The Emperor of Laos." He had traveled to the country 17 times. This is where most people will stop reading, and this is exactly where the harder conversation should start. Japan is not alone in exporting men like this. Child sex tourism is a global industry, and every rich country with passports has a version of it. What is specifically Japanese is what happens next. Japan's child prostitution law has had extraterritorial jurisdiction since 1999. A Japanese citizen who pays for sex with a child abroad can be prosecuted at home. The maximum sentence is 5 years in prison or a 3-million-yen fine. For comparison, the maximum for fatal dangerous driving is 20 years. Enforcement is another matter. The three arrests above happened because Lao authorities and Japanese police both moved. The cases where nobody gets caught — which is most of them — rely on a man being careless enough to keep a notebook, or run a blog, or do something loud enough to be noticed. In 1996, at the Stockholm World Congress on the sexual exploitation of children, Japanese lawmakers themselves acknowledged that Japan was lagging behind on this issue. Three years later, in 1999, Japan passed its child prostitution law. In 2001, Japan hosted the second congress in Yokohama and pledged to do better. Twenty-five years later, its own embassy is still issuing warnings to stop its own nationals. It is not that Japanese men are uniquely predatory. They are not. Predators travel from every wealthy country to every poor one, and have since cheap flights were invented. It is that a country that prides itself on being safe and orderly at home has never fully reckoned with what some of its citizens do when they land in Vientiane, or Manila, or Phnom Penh. The law exists. The political will to use it — to track, to prosecute, to publicize convictions at home — does not. The men being arrested in Laos right now are the loud ones. The man with the notebook. The man with the blog. The quiet ones are on the next flight. So what can we actually do? One. Raise the sentencing for extraterritorial child prostitution offenses to match domestic ones. Five years is not enough. Two. Publish the names of those convicted, and restrict their passports. Three. Require travel agencies and airlines to report suspicious travel patterns — the way banks are required to report suspicious transactions. None of this is technically hard. And one more thing. If you are ever in a hotel lobby in Vientiane, or Manila, or Phnom Penh, and you see a pairing that obviously does not fit — you can tell the embassy. You can tell the local police. Looking away is a form of complicity.

My brother is a very simple man. He’s married, with a one-year-old child. He lives in Jordan, and like the majority of Jordanians, he struggles financially. Last year, he found a relatively good job. He was happy. Two months ago, he and his wife were thinking about buying an apartment. Last month, my brother was fired from his job. Do you know why? His boss asked him: “Do you fast?” My brother said no. Even though my brother was very respectful and never ate or smoked during the day, the fact that he wasn’t fasting ramadan was enough to get him fired. The owner told him, verbatim: “I am a man trying to apply sharia in this company, and you not fasting deliberately for no reason makes you an infidel. If I tolerate you, Allah will not bless my business.” Last month was Ramadan, and my brother hasn’t been fasting Ramadan for 14 years. He didn’t want to lie to his boss, and his honesty git him fired. Islam is a religion based in fear. Worship in Islam doesn’t stem from reverence of allah, but fear. Praying, fasting, and all the rituals are bribes Muslims pay to avoid allah’s punishment. What a weak religion that forces people to become hypocrites, a religion that cares about appearances but never the substance, a religion that makes people cruel, monsters, turns people into terrorists under the threat of hellfire in the afterlife or suffering and curses in this life.

Every human being alive today descends from a group of people who walked away from the San. The San stayed. They have been living in the Kalahari for longer than agriculture has existed anywhere on Earth. Longer than written language. Longer than the first stone city ever built. Every European, every Chinese person, every Arab, every Indian, every African north of the Limpopo carries the DNA of a population that branched off from theirs and began the long migration that became the rest of us. The San are not an old people. They are the old people. The original. The ones who stayed home while the rest of us left. And in the country where they have lived for forty thousand years, they are today among the most landless and forgotten communities in Southern Africa. That is the test of whether Namibia means anything as a country. #Namibia

Matiphandile Sotheni (41), the ex special task force member, accused of killing Witness D (Marius Van Der Merwe),

So what? Muhammad did all of that in one day when he beheaded 900 people from Banu Qurayza, distributed their women as sex slaves among his companions, exchanged seven slaves with his companion Dihya for Safiyya, and slept with her the same day he killed her husband, brother, and father, yet he is praised in the West.

A 13-year-old girl becomes pregnant. She talks about it with her 15-year-old boyfriend, and together they decide on an abortion. When she is lying on the table, the girl stands up and decides to keep the baby. The 15-year-old boy leaves her alone. She goes ahead and has the baby after speaking with her supportive parents. The baby is born, and she names him Fernando. When the time was right, his mother told him the story. Fernando understood and said to her: “Mom, you could have killed me or given me life, and you chose to give me life. I will never forget that.” That child is Fernando Cavenaghi—an example both as a football player and as a person, as he has a foundation that helps children and feels deep love and respect for his mother.

During an expedition to Zaire (now DR Congo) I sat on the steps of a bar looking out across a scene of utter chaos, mud, litter, poverty, rag clad natives, drunkards, prostitutes, AK47s and poverty when a Congolese sitting nearby called over a pygmy couple, man and wife, also in rags, little 4ft tall folks and told them to dance for me. They dutifully came and stood in front of me and began a strange little dance, a jig to the Kwasa Kwasa tunes blaring out from a blown speaker behind us. For about 30 seconds they writhed and jiggled in front of us while the larger Bantu folk rolled around laughing their asses off at the sight of them. Then one guy stood up and kicked the pygmy man who flew backwards into the red mud and the two little folk quickly scurried away to safety while everyone laughed uncontrollably at the scene. Just a fleeting little moment in time during a day in the Congo.

A Syrian immigrant and his brother brutally raped Swedish woman Petra. Petra is no longer with us. She ended her own life. Before she died, Petra received only $330 in damages from the perpetrator because he had no more money. Meanwhile, he was awarded over $92,000 by the Swedish state for spending "too long" in jail. This amount is three times what Petra was supposed to receive from him for brutally raping her ($30,000), and the Swedish Enforcement Agency is not allowed to seize this money to pay Petra. After his release, he continued committing crimes and has still not been deported, despite being sentenced to deportation. The Swedish court system spares the wolf and sacrifices the sheep.