Hero or Zero – judged by all.

It is with bated breath that South Africa and the world is watching the Oscar Pistorius case unfold. If you have ever wondered about the real power of social media, this will surely enough prove it.

Never before have I seen twitter this active. It also goes to show the wonderful reporting capabilities of our journalists. In this regard I must refer especially to Barry Bateman. His up-to-the-second courtroom reporting of the case has been of an exceptional quality!

Why is it that this case is drawing so much attention when we have had much worse cases in SA? Is it because Oscar is the Golden Boy of SA who crept into our hearts during the Olympics, overcoming the most horrendous of odds? Is it because we are so shell-shocked by this, what appears to be, brutal slaying of a beautiful woman in the wake of Anene Booysens murder? Is it because our children watch the news in horror and tearfully say “He is supposed to be one of the good guys”? Is it because we, as a country, so desperately need a good clean hero to look up to? Someone who can show us that no matter what the odds are, you can make a success of your life.

Honestly, I don’t know. I just know that I hope against all hope that it was indeed a horrible mistake, a tragedy. Which one of us can in all honesty say that they have never done or said something in a fit of rage, which was later regretted? I know I can’t!

Fact of the matter is that we will only ever have Oscar’s version of the nights events. If that will be the true and correct version, only he will know.

Speculation is rife and we have seen the many faces of Oscar painted all over the media, faces good and bad. His accomplishments and his arrogance have been displayed in so many different ways. Amongst all the news and speculation, of a few things I am certain:

1. I am very grateful I am not Magistrate Nair. What a huge responsibility rests on that man’s shoulders!? Remind me again why we don’t work on a jury system in SA? Why does the responsibility of such a grave decision rest on the shoulders of one man. He is, after all, only a man who can err, as any one of us.

2. If ever, and I mean ever, I am in trouble I will want anyone of Nel, Roux or Oldewage on my side! Every one of them have the ability to make you believe the case they are making. This is definitely going to turn into a legal battle of note!

3. Thirdly, and most important of all, two families have been changed for the rest of their lives. They will never be the same again. Reeva’s family and friends are grieving the loss of a child, a sister, a cousin, a confidant. The world has lost a good soul and heaven have gained an angel. Oscar’s family and friends are grieving for their son, brother and friend. Guilty or not, he will never be the same again. Can you imagine what he must be feeling? Thinking? The guilt and shame. The emotional toll on him will be a tremendous one. If guilty, I can hear you say, he deserves what he’s got coming. If not guilty, he will carry the hurt with him forever. I don’t wish that on anyone.

Tonight, and for the foreseeable future, each party involved is this case will be in my prayers.

I will reserve judgment in this and allow justice to take it’s course. Until then I will cry for Reeva and I will cry for Oscar.

May God be with them all.
Sent via my BlackBerry from Vodacom – let your email find you!

Look Ma, no hands!

Watching the Olympics a couple of weeks ago were inspirational enough. It was such an amazing showcase of what we are capable of as humans. Seeing Chad le Clos and Michael Phelps in the pool and Husain Bolt and Oscar Pistorius on the track really got me thinking about what I do with my body. It actually got me to the point of dusting of my running shoes, however, I never did get round to actually putting them on and doing something about it.

Isn’t that just exactly the way it goes with inspirational books, movies, quotes, etc. We read them and go out guns blazing: today I’m becoming the person I can be, today I’m changing my life, my circumstance will no longer hold me back. It goes well for a week, maybe two. Sadly though, we fall back into a dark hole of self pity, “life owes me”. You know where I’m going right? Come on, be honest, we’ve all been there.

Watching the Paralympics have been a completely different experience all together! I’ve cried countless times for the guts and determination shown by each and every athlete competing there. The cherry on top was the 50m Men’s Backstroke last night. If you haven’t yet seen it, do yourself and a favor and go to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nHnNqLglxwl. To see what these guys accomplish have me speechless. Junquan He is my new hero. Even though he only got silver, his performance was a stellar one! He will outswim me on any given day!

And again, like so many times before, I woke this morning with an undeniable sense of there is more to life.

I have a brilliant mind, I am healthy, I am able! What am I doing with my life? How am I using my God-given talents? Why am I denying my own ambition? I have all of the resource at my disposal to make something of the precious life given to me. I have the power to be the best I can be!

God knows, if Junquan He can do a 50m Backstroke with no arms, I certainly can do more than just this mere existence!