The Rand Club…in jeans

Yesterday I had lunch at the Rand Club as a guest of the City of Joburg…wearing jeans…oops! Anyways they didn’t seem to mind too much about that although I did get a few snooty looks from some of the members, either that or their caviar smelt funny.

I thought since the Club is always seen as this ‘secret society’ and only a few are ever lucky enough to get a peek inside I would snap a million photos to show you guys. Alan Lambert, Food and Beverages Manager at the club was kind enough to take me on a quick tour of the club and impart some of his extensive knowledge of its history, I even got to relax for five seconds in the Library, which is not only the coolest room in the entire building but also the Clubs pride and joy.

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entrance

The most beautiful skylight set in the biggest entrance hall ever. And the stained glass is all made in SA!

The most beautiful skylight set in the biggest entrance hall ever. And the stained glass is all made in SA!

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The library dates back to when the Club was opened and contains over 10 000 books

The library dates back to when the Club was opened and contains over 10 000 books.

The Club is filled with awesome little details like this: a row of shelves in the library has been cleared so you can put your feet up and relax.

The Club is filled with awesome little details like this: a row of shelves in the library has been cleared so you can put your feet up and relax.

Would love to get my nose stuck into some of these.

Would love to get my nose stuck into some of these.

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Shot of the library from the door

Shot of the library from the door.

The Club has an entire hall for snooker...it does happen to be lined with the heads of various animals so it's a little creepy

The Club has an entire hall for snooker…it does happen to be lined with the heads of various animals so it’s a little creepy.

rudyard

Perhaps my favorite part of the whole tour/lunch was the story of Rudyard Kipling and the Rand Club which apparently inspired his poem If.

Hello new home!

Last week I moved into the most amazing building …which would account for the lack of posts! One day I will get this right.

Anyway, the building is in the beautiful suburb of Killarney and has pretty much the best view ever. Randlords aint got nothing on me. We are still in the process of getting furniture and unpacking but I thought I would share a few pictures of what it’s looking like so far.

Welcome to Interlaken:

Claudi aka German and Kate my flatmates.

Claudi aka German and Kate my flatmates.

Love Jozi key rack...to go with the view

Love Jozi key rack…to go with the view.

The view...a little hard to see but you get the picture

The view…a little hard to see but you get the picture.

Bookcase  filled with various odds and ends from our travels

Bookcase filled with various odds and ends from our travels.

Honer from Germany, camera from Russia and the head was a houswarming gift from my Mom!

Honer from Germany, camera from Russia and the head was a housewarming gift from my Mom!

Cats!

Cats!

Pretty little things for a pretty little kitchen

Pretty little things for a pretty little kitchen.

Cant wait to cook up a storm in here

Cant wait to cook up a storm in here

Soon we will fill you!

Soon we will fill you!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The internet and morals

On Valentine’s Day this year a man shot his girlfriend, about five minutes after the incident came to be public knowledge, just about every form of social media was flooded with the usual comments, this time however people were joking about it. Joking about a woman who could have possibly been the victim of an abuse or about a poor man who could have made a mistake and shot the woman he loved. I’m not here to argue about whether or not he was guilty; I’m here to ponder about whether you or I are guilty.

Sometimes I like to be snarky when I’m on the internet, but not when it comes down to real life issues. Surely that’s where the buck stops, where we need to take responsibility for what we say and wonder if in ‘real life’ we would actually say it. If not, why is it okay to joke about it on the internet then?

I confronted a few of my Facebook associates on their statuses, some apologised some told me to get off my soap box and stop preaching. When did it become preaching to question joking about one of the big ‘do not’s’ in this world, don’t kill, and does the fact that he was a public figure make it okay to joke about? If a famous man had raped his wife or a famous woman had accidentally drowned her baby, would this be okay to laugh about? Are we so hardened to the ways of the world that the only thing left to do is laugh about it, or are we so detached from our fellow man to even care unless something has a direct impact on our lives.

With the dawn of Facebook and Twitter it has become easy to just mouth off about anything and everything without actually thinking about it, we have seen time and time again how people have made derogatory statements on one of the platforms and have gotten into ‘real life’ trouble for their words. We need to realise that in fact this cyber world we often immerse our lives in is directly related to the real world and at the essence of it who we are as people.

It’s not some distant far off land where we can say or do anything without any consequences or some confrontation regarding our views regardless of what they are or if they are deemed wrong or right. There are of course times when all of us have said something we regret, that’s just life I guess. But continued trolling really does shine some light in who we are as moral creatures. At what point do the morals we’ve been taught or innately have while we are on the internet.

When did it become okay to go onto News24 and put a blatantly racist sexist or truly evil comment up just because no one knows who you are? Would you scream “Afrikaaner’s are the route of all evil and scum of the earth,” at the top of your lungs in the middle of the next Park Acoustics? Or “All Black’s are criminals and should be shot,” at Faraday Station during rush hour? (Please note these are actual comments). The ability to be anonymous can free us up to express some things we would never openly express in public, but does this make it right? Why should anonymity matter though? Surely we are taught or inclined to be at least somewhat decent in our daily dealings in the real world? Why should the same not be true for the world of the Internet?

One of the first things we are taught in school is that with rights come responsibilities something that is seen throughout literature and history. We need to be responsible with our thoughts and actions even though we have the right to freedom of speech.

What are your thoughts? Comment below!