Money makes the world go round

I am finally back and breaking the silence :) Enjoy!
Lyrics: Money, Money, Money [Joel Grey]


M.C. and SALLY:
Money makes the world go round
The world go round, the world go round
Money makes the world go round
It makes the world go round

A mark, a yen, a buck or a pound
A buck or a pound, a buck or a pound
Is all that makes the world go round
That clinking, clanking sound
Can make the world go round

Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money

If you happen to be rich and you feel like a night's
entertainment
You can pay for a gay escapade
If you happen to be rich, and alone, and you need
A companion, you can ring tingaling for the maid

If you happen to be rich and you find you are left by your
lover
Tho you moan and you groan quite a lot
You can take it on the chin
Call a cab, and begin to recover on your fourteen carat
yacht

Money makes the world go round
The world go round, the world go round
Money makes the world go round
Of that we both are sure
On being poor

Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, mon

When you haven't any coal in the stove and you freeze
In the winter and you curse to the wind at your fate
When you haven't any shoes on your feet and your coat's
thin as paper
And you look thirty pounds underweight

When you go to get a word of advice from the fat little
pastor
He will tell you to love evermore
But when hunger comes to rap, rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat
At the window, see how love flies out the door

For money makes the world go round
The world go round, the world go round
Money makes the world go round
The clinking, clanking sound of money

Money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Get a little, get a little
Money, money, money, money
Mark, a yen, a buck or a pound
That clinking, clanking, clunking sound
Is all that makes the world go round
It makes the world go round

Practical Approach to Horror Movies in South Africa

Even as you are reading this you picture the scene. Terrified group of people, chased by some entity/killer/psycho through an abandoned house/town/factory and are picked off one by one, generally with guts and blood a plenty. You slowly realise that this is the plot of just about every horror you have ever seen. But if any of these movies had been made to the specifics of South Africa, things would be quite different.

For starters, every South African is raised with a certain paranoia typical of a country with a relevant crime rate. From birth we are taught if a stranger approaches you it sure as hell isn’t to say hello. We also don’t randomly go to abandoned places, because obviously ladies and gents THERE IS A REASON ITS ABANDONED IN THE FIRST PLACE!!

But if that doesn’t work and we find ourselves in a strange place we don’t look for trouble either. Something is rattling in the basement? Bru, let it rattle its not bothering anyone. Think you saw something? The entire group will pull out some sort of self-defense weapon.

Another thing. Know how women and  black people are killed first? Ai kona not in SA. Here women have martial arts training, tazers, knives and whether you are isiZulu, isiXhosa or Sesotho the attacker has no chance of getting by. We are nothing if not a violent country. The killer would just try a move and the South Africans will engage him in a heated argument, another thing we are deadly at.

Oh, and none of this running to useless places. The roof, the basement the abandoned barns... How are any of these useful? Answer: they aren’t. Which is why we would just walk out the door or climb out a window.

I don’t know. So far the South African horror sounds more like a comedy. Firstly we won’t stray into the trap, then when we don’t follow the rattles or strange noises and when the poor killer finally loses his temper and attacks us we beat him senseless and then casually stroll out the front door.

I would watch that movie!