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Joe Slovo, born on this day in 1926, was a South African communist politician and miliant opponent of the apartheid system whose wife, Ruth First, was assassinated by the South African police.

A Marxist-Leninist, Slovo was a long-time leader and theorist in the South African Communist Party (SACP), a leading member of the African National Congress (ANC), and a commander of the ANC's military wing Umkhonto we Sizwe (MK).

Joe Slovo was born in Lithuania in 1926 and moved to South Africa with his parents at the age of nine. His father was a van driver in Johannesburg, and Slovo worked as a dispatch clerk for a chemist while studying law at the University of the Witwatersrand, where he graduated with a Bachelor of Arts degree and Bachelor of Laws degree.

Slovo was an active member of the South Africa Communist Party (SACP) from the 1940s and, after becoming an advocate at the Johannesburg Bar, became well known for his work as a defence lawyer in political trials.

He married Ruth First, daughter of SACP treasurer Julius First, in 1949. The following year the couple was among the first 600 people 'named' in terms of the Suppression of Communism Act, and thereby subjected to various restrictions.

Slovo was a founding member of the Congress of Democrats in 1953 and represented the organisation on the national consultative committee of the Congress Alliance created at the time of the call for a Congress of the People. In 1954, he was banned from attending all gatherings under the Suppression of Communism Act, but continued his political activities covertly.

Slovo contributed to the drafting of the Freedom Charter, but was unable to attend the Congress of the People in Kliptown because of his restriction order. He watched the proceedings through binoculars from a nearby rooftop.

In December 1956 Slovo, together with other Congress activists, was charged with treason. He acted as a member of the defence team as well as being an accused. During the preparatory examination of the Treason Trial, as it came to be known, he was charged for contempt of court when objecting to the magistrate's handling of the examination, but was acquitted on appeal. Treason charges against him were dropped in late 1958.

Slovo was one of the earliest members of the military wing of the African National Congress (ANC) Umkhonto we Sizwe, and regularly attended meetings of its high command at Lilliesleaf Farm, Rivonia. He left the country in June 1963 on an 'external mission' and a month later police captured the remaining key figures on the high command, including Walter Sisulu and Govan Mbeki. A month after the arrest, Slovo's wife - Ruth First - was detained for almost four months. On her release she left the country, together with their three daughters.

Slovo continued to work for the ANC and the SACP abroad and in 1977 moved to Maputo, Mozambique, where he established an operational centre for the ANC. In 1982, Ruth First was killed in a parcel bomb explosion in Maputo. Two years later, Slovo was forced to leave Mozambique following the signing of the Nkomati Accord between that country and South Africa. In January 1986, a British court awarded Slovo substantial damages against a South African newspaper group over a report in The Star newspaper that he had orchestrated the murder of his wife.

Following the death of Moses Mabhida in 1986, Slovo was appointed general secretary of the SACP. Early in 1987, the SACP asked the ANC to relieve Slovo of his MK position as a result of the pressure of his duties as general secretary of the SACP. As a result he vacated the position of chief of staff of Umkhonto we Sizwe in April, but retained his position on the ANC National Executive Commitee and its political-military council.

In June 1989, the SACP congress adopted a new programme of action to replace its 1962 guidelines. It is accepted that the strategies of armed struggled did not rule out the possibilities of negotiations and compromise.

The SACP and ANC were unbanned in February 1990, and Slovo was elected as the party's general secretary, but in 1991 he retired from this position largely because of ill health, he was subsequently elected party chairman at the SACP conference held in December 1991.

After the 1994 elections Slovo was elected to cabinet where he served as Minister of Housing until his death on 6 January 1995.

"No matter what vision one has of South Africa, the first thing that must be done is to destroy racism."

Joe Slovo

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[–] Frank@hexbear.net 10 points 1 year ago (5 children)

I had a nightmare about being mean to my siblings. Then i was a wizard and i was going to lunch with my friends but i pee'd on my robe when i went to rhe bathroom. But the being mean to my sibs was the nightmare part. : (

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[–] EstraDoll@hexbear.net 10 points 1 year ago

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[–] theposterformerlyknownasgood@hexbear.net 10 points 1 year ago (1 children)

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[–] hexaflexagonbear@hexbear.net 10 points 1 year ago

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[–] Kolibri@hexbear.net 10 points 1 year ago* (last edited 1 year ago) (8 children)

venting, but I had to make a phone call earlier. And in a way it honestly makes me want to cry. Mainly because of like having trouble speaking in general and phone calls make everything worse where the person on the other end was getting frustrated with me. and like sorry for having trouble speaking! I already feel bad enough for being unable to pronounce my name sometimes. since that feels pretty embarrassing at times

I hate how I have trouble speaking. I hate how isolating it is, and I hate how like, a lot of people just constantly misunderstand me. And it's getting to the point where im legitimately just don't want to talk to ever again. because I hate this. I hate being misunderstood. I hate the isolation that comes with this.

Ironic in a way, being a social animal that cant even do the social shit right. im also tired of what just feels like relegated or cast away from society for being unable to talk properly. especially because like, people do judge for this. people do judge someone if they have issues speaking. and people have judged me for this shit in the past. people can say people don't judge for this.. but people do. and it hurts.

and if its not being judged, its the misunderstanding that also hurts to. I remember while I was at a store, someone made a joke, I smiled and did like a silent laugh, however I had a mask on, so a bit hard to tell. but anyways the other person seem liked, I just ignored them, and got irritated at me for that. like sorry for non verbally communicating! because im use to being quiet and communicating in some non verbal ways.

I really feel like I have no place in this world, especially since this is a speaking world. and this also makes me feel very useless to at times to

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The seasons have changed, now my hands are ghoulified and I gotta put on the cream that can delete my eyes to heal my skin.

[–] thelastaxolotl@hexbear.net 10 points 1 year ago

After being locked in for like a week i finally finished my semester with pretty good grades. Now i get like a month of free time, time to play total warhammer 3 a lot more.

[–] Bat@hexbear.net 10 points 1 year ago (1 children)

food/weighti lost 15 pounds and then gained back 15 pounds in the span of 30 days

i wish i could have a healthy relationship with food

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[–] Kolibri@hexbear.net 10 points 1 year ago* (last edited 1 year ago)

venting about mental health stuff, cw: suicideBut I sometimes like, how do I word this. It feels like sometimes I have no way out and everything just fucked. Just mainly like, my dad gonna drink himself to death, I'm pretty much feel very unemployable at this point, and it just feels like in a way. There just no where to go really. Maybe there are places to go, but to me personally, I feel like I have no where to go

Sometimes I think about how like. "Hmm maybe I should go to a psych ward! Again.. for like the 4th time! My mental state really bad again" but then I remember. Like A, my experiences in those have been bad that I still get bad dreams of being in one. B. The fuck is a psych ward gonna do to help. They didn't help the first three times. And if anything, just made me want to die more in a way. C. I don't have health insurance and no way in hell am I gonna risk getting various medical bills from like. Some random ass ER physician to the psych ward to the forced ambulance ride for transporting me from hospital to psych ward. Fuck that, especially when those bills can get into the five digits. and just fuck that.

But then it feels like I get invalidated by others for having bad experiences because mental health stuff helped them, and I should just keep trying and trying and trying and trying and trying and trying and trying and trying and trying and trying and trying. Despite being in therapy and shit since I was a kid. Seeing various therapists and psychiatrists. That I honestly really want nothing to do with the mental health system at all at this point. Like I really don't ever want to talk to another therapist in my life. I know that doesn't help things but that how much I am done with the mental health system.

Like it's great the mental health system can help people, don't get me wrong. And people should be encouraged to seek help if it will help them. I'm not trying to condemn it or anything.

But anyways, for me, it just feels like there a large sense of helplessness and there is no where to go. and just like. I don't know. Nothing feels good, nothing okay. Sometimes I just don't want to feel alone, and sometimes I wish I was given a sense of purpose, so it feels like I have some sort of belonging. But at the end of the day. There just this empty void, and I am alone in lots of ways, and sometime it just feels like there truly is no way out.

Just I don't know. Also like I'm okay! despite not saying I'm okay. I'm just mainly I'm just frustrated with everything and it just makes me want to just cry sometimes and just let it all out, like on here by writing about it. But anyways in some parts, I just don't want to be alone. Mainly in real life. I do have friends but they're online, but outside of that. Hardly anyone to talk to, where like that speech impediment makes that harder.

There is my dad, but he always drinking. Besides there also just another issue of him just not caring. I been told to just not talk to him. But like, who else am I gonna talk to in person? Who? So like I don't know. I just want to like, be around people. Not just online, but like in person. There just a lot of things missing or not there.

I'm just really tired of that ever creeping darkness and thoughts of death, that all ebbs and flows like waves. However I'm use to it. I guess what is tiring is just like that struggle with that. Wanting to die, but also not wanting to die and to live. Wanting to be happy or feel loved, but at the same time, not caring whatever will happen to me and come what may. Wanting to feel a sense of belonging, a purpose, a sense of community, yet at the same time, what the point, I'm just useless or a burden or pariah and should avoid everyone and leave everyone alone. And just like, having to constantly deal with all those feelings or parts constantly being at odds with each other. Always going nowhere, yet somewhere.

[–] Kolibri@hexbear.net 10 points 1 year ago

I forgot how trippy false awakening are

[–] Lenins_Cat_Reincarnated@hexbear.net 10 points 1 year ago (4 children)

My battlefield today is my bed and my opponent is… a cold

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[–] Kolibri@hexbear.net 9 points 1 year ago* (last edited 1 year ago) (2 children)

Being serious here. It just like. Marx made me cry in the sense of like, he used a phrase my mom used so much and it just reminded me of my mom. and thanks Marx.

Mainly Marx used 'one Iota' and it reminded me of my mom who would say "not one iota" or some variation of that a lot. It just like Marx using it in a similar way just reminded me of my mom.

also seriously like, what an Iota anyways, where did that phrase even come from now that I think about it. anyways like, really wasn't expecting to be randomly hit by a wave of grief from Marx.

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[–] EstraDoll@hexbear.net 9 points 1 year ago

need to get me one of those dragon of dojima workouts where i get into street fights as a form of exercise

[–] ashinadash@hexbear.net 9 points 1 year ago* (last edited 1 year ago)
[–] GalaxyBrain@hexbear.net 9 points 1 year ago

YouTube autoplayed a Scott the woz video where he talked about Nintendo controllers and thsr seemed okay enough to not stop what I was doing to change it. I was wrong. Cause the word button comes up a lot. And he says 'buh-un' every fucking time

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What the fuck is the point of making a falafel-like beetball if you're going to put egg in it and cook it with butter, you're so close to a vegan dish and then you just blew it. At that point might as well just make fucking meatballs!

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[–] comrade_pibb@hexbear.net 9 points 1 year ago

> have day off

> get to sleep in

> can't sleep

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