4 out of 5

So, I am a victim of an attempted mugging, happened this afternoon, just around 12.30pm. They got nothing though, mother-fuckers, all 5 of them.

So, lets tally what 'crime' I've experienced

  1. stolen car (twice: mine and a friend)
  2. car got broken into (twice)
  3. penthouse got broken into
  4. got mugged (today)

What am I missing, ah --- the grand finale:

a Hijacking

We wait.

13 comments
  1. Eish, i hate getting mugged. i haven't been mugged though, nearly got mugged late last year wen i was still resiting ko Parktown. it happened wen i was getting back from work (got off the taxi ko Hillbrow) by the pb garage. why is it always five guys...? anyhow, i was walking and all of a sudden there's these five niggahs all around me. damn a pushed one of them towards a passing by taxi (he nearly got hit) and jumped to the other side of the road, 'n neva looked back.

    ill. photograph you got there man.

  2. eish harde guy! i got mugged last year twas wack ek se mara nna it was 3melville chancers. bumbaklutz!!!

  3. i got "mugged" too in melville on a saturday morning.. the dude had a knife and he politely asked me "ndicela ifone" i not so politely told him "fuck u" and ran... he swiped at me with his dirty ass knife and nicked me on my elbow.. so i reckon he deserved two more fuck you's
    still got a gangsta gash on ma elbow tho..
    so if anybody thinkin of muggin me again, guess what.. i can run mutha fuckers
    T

  4. Don't tally. Don't do it. Take it back.

    In '03 I was talking with a friend about Hijackings and saying how I was ready for one at the time because I didn't leave anything valuable in the car -- two days later; my car was hijacked. Crazy situation -- hard to get over. It happed in a split second -- but getting over a hijacking goes over a lifetime. You're never quite over it. And getting into a car afterward: takes some doing.

    By the way -- got my car back -- within 15 minutes and the whole thing happened in D/K (where everything is said to be OK). That day: it was not so OK.

    Either way -- don't manifest the jacking. Just don't do it. We live in an attentive Universe. She's also very responsive.

  5. The image -- outside of the Tropica colour -- it reminds me of this entanglement; caught up between the love and hate of Jozi.
    It's true what they say:
    It's a thin line...

  6. Ya neh!!!!
    What is this country coming to!!!

    Well I'll be celebrating my mugging annivesary tomorrow (two months since the incident)
    Like Tea girl I also got knicked with a knife, not too badly though.

    My mugging happened in those awfully quiet areas in the 'burbs (PTA), where you see a person every 45 to 60minutes.

    After a wrestling match that went for like forever the dreadlocked, blak-as-sin son of a b**** won. And made with off my bag.
    But nna neh, i'm still angry and I'm still habouring thots of finding him.
    Mob justice.....anybody?

  7. No offence K; but what his momma gotta do with her idiot son?

  8. Where was this madness? In town or ko kasi?
    m glad them lazy bastardos got vokol. Demma Bloodklut dem, uno seeit?

  9. Eish sh*t happens man, at least the foto brings the calmness and sorry for that man. but cool pic though!

  10. Hey, I'm sorry you got mugged. I remember all those incidents - especially the cars getting stolen. I also remember when your tyres got jacked at my place (I still feel bad about that) :( Too many incidents...

    But I agree with Ngujaz - don't put that kind of ish out there. The universe will listen.

    I hate it when people say this after an incident, but I'm glad you didn't get hurt. We shouldn't have to be grateful to random scumbags for sparing our lives when they're not theirs to take/harm in the first place, but life is like that these days...bizarre,,,

  11. Well, I remember my first time getting mugged! e kasi nogal, in broad daylight ... I was still a teenager then, and this boy, (e shaywe yi pilisi) tried to take my recently bought-beautiful-white-5210-Nokia cellfone. The first thing I thought of was what I went through to get that gadget on my hands ... how much I had to convince and beg my momma to buy it for me, and then ... and then ... this boytjie, who dropped out of school, does nothin and sits e khoneni the whole flippin day, expects me to just hand it over without protest, just becoz upheth' igoni. I was so angry, I beat the boy so much, I almost mashed him to a pulp... (he was too high to lift a finger on me) Passers by had to stop me, coz I was guan give him something more permanent to remember me with!

    and needless to say, that was the last of my violent days, Nowadays, I resort to words to get the message across (my occupational hazard) ...

  12. We all know and expect mugging, hijacks etc in our lives, sometimes see it comming and can avoid it...but most of the time, well, unexpected....I think the most irritating thing is the feeling afterwards and how much of a "zombie" you become....I remember getting mugged just below the apartment I rented, with a typical gun I owned...after the incident, I ran up to my flat got the gun and ran around town....looking, hoping and willing...its what calms us, that makes the matter rest....hope you can put this aside.

  13. great image... lovely tones. you would expect it to be on a tropical island somewhere, but the tangled wire makes it a far more interesting image for me.