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Mock – A Gayle Staple

Mock is a word which is used often in my circle of friends and is popular in Gayle. For those who missed a previous blog post of mine, “Mabel Obligation”, this word will resonate and will hopefully make sense as you read on.

For a more comprehensive, yet brief overview of Gayle, do check out http://thestuddedroseblog.blogspot.com My friend and fellow blogger, @eugenemmathews , breaks it down in one simple post. Mock is a concept which feeds directly into that of “mabel obligation.” I’ll be brief, but Gayle is the alliterative dialect which uses female names and other similar sounding words. It has been adopted as the “gay language” by predominantly white and coloured English and Afrikaans speaking men in (again, mostly) Cape Town and Johannesburg.

The word “mock” can be used in a variety of ways. A mock describes a situation which is unfavourable, ridiculous, outrageous or favourably ludicrous, like a wild party. This fluidity of the word is exactly what makes Gayle, the dialect, such a mock! Words change meanings at the drop of a context. The word “mabel” is in itself an example of how slippery this “language” is. It is another form of “moffie” the derogatory term for a homosexual man which is now embraced by the community. Take that ‘phobes!

This concept of accept, adapt and embrace is also used for Mock. Like @eugenemmathews says, the word “was short for ‘mockery’ and then Cape Town’s homosexual community made it trendy.”  He goes on to clarify that “it has negative and fun connotations.” He explains that if he calls his enemy mock it’s bad, “but sometimes if I call a friend mock it’s good.” Confused? It will come with time and situation, so stay on board for more mock to come. I am personally going through some mock at the moment. But like the Tswana Queen always says, you can’t ignore the bad.

Why I decided to write a post about mock? Because I got my new cap this week! it was a gift from the Tswana Queen.

The “M” on it is so big and pronounced against the red that I just assumed it as a symbol of the “mock”  So go on; Do it because you’re mabel, do it because you can. Embrace the mock or it will swallow you alive.

 

 

 

 

 

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

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Pride 2012… Theme: Containment?

I attended my first ever Cape Town Gay Pride march in March last year. I… LOVED it! It was everything that I thought it would be, and more. Like my Christmas gifts as a child, but more colourful and way more fun. There was a spirit of togetherness and community in a community which is often plagued with in-fighting and various other issues.  Then there was this year.

I had heard that the committee started out as a non-committee, with a budget of negative R27, 000. And the route was apparently changed at the very last minute (as in the day before) by the Greenpoint Traffic Department. Fitting that this department was the starting point of the march. Many people were not happy with last years route. It started at the Greenpoint Stadium and snaked its way through Sea Point and promptly back to its start. It felt as if we were being contained to the gay-friendly areas. Little did we know…

This year was an even bigger shock. The rumours about Pride 2012 being cancelled were rife, so I was just happy that it was taking place. My first surprise was when it started earlier than the 12pm expected time. This shouldn’t be a bad thing; however, I was not even at the starting point when I saw the floats leaving. Then it was over. Well, there was a bit of walking, but before I blinked my eyes, it was done. I was even more disappointed than last year. We did not even breach Sea Point. I felt like a dog being taken for a walk on a track.

The after party was also a caged affair. Literally. We were contained to the “village” at De Waterkant, Greenpoint. A stones throw away from the march. The fence around this “street party” was the ironic icing on my cake.  Don’t get me wrong, it was hella fun and I had as much a blast as I could. However, I can’t help feel like this event has become a frills and whistles affair. Why not march past Parliament and make a noise? We should be stomping through Long Street and making the most of this day. How about jumping around Adderley and showing them that we are still here? Or maybe next year we just get a bigger cage.

 

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

Mabel Obligation

This is a title which I use often in my chat endeavours. Where do I even begin? Well, the idea for this post came to me when a FB (FaceBook) friend told me to write something in Gayle. Too far? Ok, baby steps. Gayle is the alliterative gay “language” which is spoken by gay men and women in South Africa. I The history of it is long and involved, so I won’t get into it right now, but I thought to myself, “Why the heck not?!” so good idea Gershwin!

Well, a mabel is the Gayle (or Gaylic, as I call it) word for a gay person, or a moffie. For those who are not familiar, this is the pejorative for a gay male. However, this has been reclaimed by some and used affectionately. So I have coined the term “mabel obligtion” because why the f can we not do whatever the hell we want, when it is, after all our duty.

So today, when you go out and want to make a mock (this term will require another post) then go on wit ya bad self and damn well do it. Why? Mabel obligation.

With Cape Town Gay Pride coming I say go do it, do it big, do it bad, just do it. Shit I better not get sued by a shoe company for that. Ok, don’t just do it. Think about it, then do it.

PS: Cape Town Pride is in a week!!! Expect updates.

 

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

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