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Cheaters Club – Cape Town edition

No, this is not a clever play on words on the majestic fastest land mammal in the world. In fact, this type of cheater is not a rare breed or endangered by any means.

One of my Twitterers, Gunther Kriel suggested today on twitter that “there should be a website or blogsite listing all the assholes/cheaters in #CapeTown. Would be half the city if you ask me”.


Well of course this got me thinking!

What would this website entail? I imagine it to be a blog pretty much like this one. Members only though, like much of cliquey Cape Town. It would be a magical place where race, gender and sexuality don’t matter. All that counts is that everyone would be a cheater.

Now, this is not as simple as it sounds. You would have to do a thorough scour of the city’s depths and under depths for only the best to filter (feed) through. Obviously FaceBook and Twitter would be excellent sites to start the search, but only via DM (direct message) or inbox. Come on, people, these are the simple basics. Do keep up! Nothing can be out in the open here.

Ok, next step, the rules.  You may only chat to someone if you are in a relationship. What?! I’m just checking, you could be new to this! Now that that is out of the way, go forth young one. Explore. Browse the archives and find your ideal meeting point.

Whether train stations are your port of entry or maybe you prefer finding your victims at your place of work, somewhere else maybe, just be discreet about it. Clubs are also still popular meeting points. Dark with deceptively flashing lights and the inebriated witnesses. We can’t have others finding out about our secret society, now can we?!

We need a name though. Union of Conning Taciturnity? No, not catchy enough. After all, there will be catching of all sorts happening. The Mutual Decepticons?

Damn this is harder than I thought. Cheating is hard work. Telling one person something and another to another and then an other to another. And then you have to maintain your cover all the time while not blowing said cover.  I just broke a sweat thinking about it!

Especially in Cape Town with so few paces to meet people, how are we expected to meet multiple people?! So as soon as we get our hands out of the cookie jars, this site will be the perfect initiative. In fact, we have our rights. We deserve a space where others can know who their compatriots are.

Take your hats off to them, comrades. Especially if they wear hats, seeing as they have to wear so many of them. It’s an amicable profession. Cheaters of the Cape, UNITE!


<p>Author <a href=”https://plus.google.com/102128103971030481396” target=”blank” rel=”author”>Jerome Cornelius</a></p>


Porn Lady Gaga Sex Religion Jesus…

Is what one needs to type in the subject line of a blog to get to the top on Google. It must have worked if you are reading this, right?

Like all bad blog posts, this got me thinking. This time about validation. I won’t even lie, it feels damn good to be noticed and validated. Unfortunately, people often confuse the good with the bad. Hence all the bad blogs out there, probably this one included.  You can say what you want, but getting a whole lot of hits online is way better than getting physical hits. And that’s the damn truth.

This makes sense when we consider the cyber age, and how many people are living their lives online. The online media game has changed the way we live and communicate. Seems like it has also changed the way we evaluate our lives. Who really has 1,000 friends? Certainly not the narcissists on Facebook who claim to have as many “friends” as this. And no one refers to other people as followers (I remember growing up and being told to lead not follow, goddammit)

Now I am the first to admit that I am a chronic online addict. I love social media, and since I started this blog, I love posting and look forward to getting comments, likes and follows. It’s an awesome feeling. But where would we go if we did not get this validation from others? That’s right, older men. I think it’s time we all have a good think about why we are so addicted to this awesome feeling when we get liked/followed/notified.   Are we all just getting abused (I had a stronger word in mind) by the paedophile that is the internet? I say Yes, and this might piss off many people who do not want to admit to it. Either way, many will find a way to get to the top. Whether this is the top of an internet search, or just the top of a pile of bodies to get ahead, is up to you. All I’m asking is to own up to it, and remain conscious. Happy Internetting.

<p>Author <a href=”https://plus.google.com/102128103971030481396” target=”blank” rel=”author”>Jerome Cornelius</a></p>

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