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The trouble with this country is that there are too many people going
about saying, “The trouble with this country is …”
-
Sinclair Lewis, 1885-1951.
I was born in 1947 and raised in the nondescript little (predominantly)
mining and railway village of
Randgate, a suburb of Randfontein, in South Africa. We were ‘moderately’ poor, certainly not
wealthy. Fortunately, children do not
always realise their poverty until somebody reminds them of it, and, in Randgate,
there was nobody or no family prolific and rich enough to remind us of our (very)
lower middle-class status. We were a
close-knit family, and the children blissfully ignorant of their lack of wealth
and society clout. I was the eldest of
the six children, five boys and one girl.
The only indicator, I think, of the region’s relative deprivation must
have been the free milk and fruit delivered to us during the classroom breaks in primary school (during
summer) and replaced with the steamy hot, freshly baked hake (in winter)
My dad was a cowboy-western movie-enthusiast, and as we, as a family,
more or less never (or seldom) went to Church, the movies had become my primary
source of my socialisation and information about ‘high society’ outside
Randgate. In Hollywood, those were the
days of Roy Rogers, Spencer Tracy, Joel Macree, James Stewart, Richard Widmark,
Gary Cooper, Richard Egan, Audie Murphy, Charles Starrett, Randolph Scott, Clint Walker, Charlton Heston, Robert Taylor, Cary Grant, Stewart Granger, Robert Mitchum and Yul Brynner. In music and popular entertainment people
used to drool over Al Jolsen, Dick Haymes, Bing Crosby, Nat King Cole, Robert
Goulet, Johnny Ray, Rex Allen, Roy Rogers, Andy Williams, Stuart
Hamblin, Gene Autrey, Perry Como, Dean Martin and Frank Sinatra. Ladies who could sing ‘perty’ included such
greats as Jane Powell, Jeanette MacDonald, Rosemary Clooney, Doris Day, Vera Lynn, Debbie Reynolds and Patti Page. In South Afica, Eve Boswell often headed the
charts. A great highlight for me in 1963 was when my dad took me with him to watch the movie Judgment At Nuremberg.
It was only later, much later, that I came to realise the important
place in history of our ‘nondescript’ little village … Randgate was situated right on top of one of the richest (if not the
richest) gold reefs in the world, the now famous Main Reef of the Witwatersrand ('Ridge of White Waters'). Only a few miles or kilometres from our home
stood the Randfontein Estates
goldmine, one of legendary J.B. Robinson’s mines started many years ago, in the
days following the tragic Anglo-Boer War. This is the very region where Cecil Rhodes and Barney Barnato also earlier (at Luipaardsvlei and elsewhere) had invested in new goldmines, although their claim to fame came more from their
exploits in Kimberley with diamonds, further down south.
If you were one of those fortunate few who had studied in England with a Rhodes Scholarship, bear in mind that your scholarship was probably financed by gold from my region or diamonds from Kimberley. This region, just like the Klondike and other famous gold rushes, drew fortune-hunters from all over the world, and not long after
the discovery of gold, toward the end of the 19th century, the city of Johannesburg, the ‘City of Gold’, was founded, today about a 45 minutes drive from our village of Randgate.
The discovery of gold (and the resulting Outlander-grievances) at the Witwatersrand and in Johannesburg apparently had been some of the primary reasons for the eventual unfolding of the
Anglo-Boer War in 1900-1903. So
prolific had the discovery been that it later, because of certain
labour-dispute issues that I do not want to elaborate upon in this forum,
became the scene of another serious conflict in the shape of a little mini
‘civil war’ in the Witwatersrand: The
notorious Rand Revolt, or miners’
strike of 1922. White, striking workers organised themselves against the mine-owners and 'capitalists' into armed commando units compelling Prime Minister Jan Smuts eventually to
resort to iron fisted methods to contain the strikes. It was also at Benoni in South Africa where
(probably for the first time in the world) bombs were dropped from 'flying machines' (aeroplanes) on
some of these commando's hiding from government troops in residential areas of
the town.
Much later, during the fifties and early sixties, my father was, among other things, a shaft carpenter at the Randfontein Estates goldmine, and this
mine, as well as Robinson Deep, were
in fact situated so close to our home that the mines’ spooky, ship’s foghorns woke
me up for school every morning at 6 a.m., although the alarm was actually
intended for the migrant hostel workers at the mine.
The discovery of gold and diamonds in South Africa changed the face and history
of this country forever. But, in spite
of all the gold, diamonds, platinum, iron and steel and other much sought after export
products, I wonder if there is a more enigmatic country in the world today than
the land of South Africa. In these times
of economic meltdowns, rife corruption in high places and the escalation of crime, the only real wealth is
Jesus Christ … the Pearl of Great Price, the Rock Of Ages, the Bread and Water
of Life. Yes, in times like these, we
need JESUS … more than ever. This song, In
Times Like These, played a major role in my life as a young adult to shape
my thinking during the early years following my conversion in 1962.
(Ruth
Caye Jones, 1902-/© Copyright 1944 by Zondervan Music Publishers. All rights
reserved).
In
times like these, you need a Savior,
In
times like these, you need an anchor;
Be
very sure, be very sure
Your
anchor holds and grips the Solid Rock!
In
times like these you need the Bible,
In
times like these O be not idle;
Be
very sure, be very sure
Your
anchor holds and grips the Solid Rock!
In
times like these, I have a Savior,
In
times like these, I have an anchor;
I’m
very sure, I’m very sure
My
anchor holds and grips the Solid Rock!
CHORUS: This
Rock is Jesus, Yes, He’s the One;
This
Rock is Jesus, The only One!
Be
(I’m) very sure, be (I’m) very sure
Your
(My) anchor holds and grips the Solid Rock!
Piet Stassen
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Bibliography
1. Andrews,
Allen (1969) Quotations For Speakers And
Writers. Newnes Books. London.
2. Hymntime.
‘Ruth Caye Jones’. Accessed At <http://www.hymntime.com/tch/bio/j/o/n/jones_rc.htm>
[online] 2013.
3. Peterson,
John V. (1968) Great Hymns Of The Faith. Singspiration® Inc. Zondervan Publishing House. Grand Rapids, Michigan.
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