Introducing Freud

I love Cape Town. It is the literal Garden of Eden; before the serpent winked at Eve and screwed things up. If you haven’t looked around lately, this town has everything a sane human being needs and even quite a bit of wants thrown in for change. So before you start whining, allow me to jog your rusty memory.

The eateries are of international standards, the scenery breath-taking at every turn, homes made for kings and queens (their servants too) and an infrastructure of acceptable standards if you want to compare it with the best in the world. I know, of course, that the connoisseurs of fine living will grind their teeth and think of a thousand other places they would rather be. Well, these lucky cockers should be even more grateful for the choices they have. It is their like that yours truly will be blasting in the weeks to come.

In the most un-academic way, I will debunk myths; take the Mickey out of your stiff ass and have fun doing so.

For now, let’s talk about me.

The fun part is that I know nothing and I am nobody. And that’s just fantastic because while I have all the fun writing this, you won’t be reading some new insights that Sigmund Freud hasn’t delved into at length. (I have no idea if the girls out there gag for their papas, but I can state categorically to have no Oedipus complex; or simplex for that matter; but that’s an argument for another day). Your shrink is likely to agree with me if I said that all our problems result from a lack of common sense or an application of it. I hope to cause you to reflect on the rarity of common sense; arguing ever so carefully that somewhere in the mental food chain, some idiot is going to cause us grief. We just want to guard against that idiot being us!

So, from philosophy to financial health to relationships and religion, this blog has no sacred cows or dogs: none of the four legged family anyway. We shall have fun devouring the mean and the macabre in a light-hearted fashion and to take the piss on those taking themselves too seriously. We know that some of us live in fear of crime and disease in this country. We wish not dishonor society by belittling these issues but rather by challenging those on the wrong end of the scourges not to be victims of either. That is the point of mental agility.

Let’s tackle love and lust. Let us delve into your bank manager’s lair and teach one another how to tell him to go shove his overdraft facility where the sun doesn’t shine. Let’s thrive, not just in money, but in health and spirit and let’s make this city a tad better than we found it.

Join me daily for a dose of fun. And while we do so, let’s be civil in our engagement of each other and let’s be respectful and respectable, because class isn’t about being pliant to my viewpoint but rather disagreeing, if need be, with grace and poise.