Now...play it now
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The Misty Cliffs area between Kommetjie and Scarborough (towards Cape Point) has always intrigued me. Just a kilometer or two in length, the beach front cove was named with obvious reference to the high level of mist trapped against the mountain and on the beach.
"Misty Cliffs... Oh....ok...I'm with you. The generic name IS the name. Like Hoover."
As I said, there is an ubiquitous mist over the area throughout the year...usually dead still........ a permanent haze. A great atmosphere to murder someone. You've probably painted a picture in your mind by now. Yes, the mist in the air COULD be described as 'eerie' - similar to the mist, perhaps, one might remember from the Scottish highlands (you may have seen this in one of the Mel Gibson vehicles).
The house I am staying in is very cuck:
Very Cuck
Don't stress
So here we are. A very necessary weekend away. I needed to come out here to do my various brain exercises that often result in the hilarious output of drivel that you seem to devour like Valium. I struggled to come up with anything ground breaking, but certainly fed my Misty Cliffs fascination. There aren't too many houses in the area and I think its fair to say that the area can and will lend itself to weirdo's who have lived in the area for most of their lives. Take for example this little house here:
Now, you probably can't see it properly, but the house is made of logs. Like those funny little ski chalets you get in the Swiss Alps - "log cabin" springs to mind. I will remind you again that this area is set right on the Atlantic Ocean in the Western Cape. It is by no means linked or in close proximity to any part of Switzerland. But here we have a funny little ginger-bread man log hut. I wonder who is hiding inside? I wonder what they're doing? I discussed it with The Wine Merchant and we decided that WHOEVER it is MUST have CONSERVATIVELY five gigs of child porn in the house. Or the basement. There's got to be a basement. With a network of computers. Not just one. I think even if you're not into that vibe and you move into a house like that you AUTOMATICALLY start to enjoy child porn. You'll be sitting on the balcony, looking at the log structure of the house and you'll pause, in shock, and out loud you'll say:
"Oh my God! I LOVE kids!"
Things will go from bad to worse and you'll be a part of an internet based 'child porn network'. Things will go from worse to shit and you'll be making your own stuff in the basement.
I'm just saying.... these things do happen. I also want to say that people mustn't get confused about what exactly child porn is. Having 14 pre-teen cambodian children working under your floor boards churning out slip slops is NOT child porn. It's called labour. Cheap labour. And bloody good labour. Where do you think all of those wooden giraffes that they sell to the tourists come from? Ummm....I wonder.... PROBABLY the compound inside Lions Head which houses a sophisticated production line manned by over 2,000 young Cambodian children.
WAKE UP PEOPLE!!!
Seth Rotherham
Editor
2oceansvibe.com
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