‘I don’t want to!’: Chidimma rejects calls to leave South Africa
South Africa, one of the left’s favorite countries, turns out to be not so favorable to immigrants or birthright citizenship.
Chidimma Adetshina has clapped back at calls for her to go back to Nigeria, amid a deportation order by the Department of Home
Affairs.
Former Miss Universe Nigeria, Chidimma Adetshina, has clapped back at calls for her to leave South Africa amid her legal battle to challenge a deportation order issued by the Department of Home Affairs.
The beauty queen appeared in the Cape Town Magistrates Court this week in a follow-up after her arrest last month by immigration officials after illegally entering the country.
The 25-year-old was born in South Africa to two foreign nationals – Nigerian father Michael Adetshina and Mozambican mother Anabelo Rungo, who is facing separate criminal charges of identity fraud for registering her daughter’s birth with fraudulent documents.
CHIDIMMA ADETSHINA: ‘I WON’T GO’
In the comments section of her social media posts, Chidimma Adetshina has continued to clap back at her critics in light of a deportation order for her and her young son.
Many of Chidimma’s critics have reminded her of her comments about not wanting to return to South Africa during a trip to Nigeria in 2024.
The beauty queen argued that she had been misquoted and had said that she was “not going back”, in place of “never going back”.
She added, “Stop frustrating my life”.
When told to “go home” to Nigeria, Chidimma replied: “I said I don’t want to…Is it by force?”
MIXED REACTIONS FROM NIGERIANS
Chidimma Adetshina’s legal battle to remain in South Africa has also made headlines in Nigeria across several blogs.
While some Nigerians have supported her bid to challenge the Department of Home Affairs, others have shunned her…
@thalia_hanita: “Embarrassing to defend her…after supporting her against South Africa, she still went back”
@jay01960: “She shamed us Nigerians, now she must face the music”.
@jobe5780: “We accepted her wholeheartedly. BUT she’s fighting tooth and nail to be South African, and South Africans don’t even like her as Nigerians do!”
IS CHIDIMMA ADETSHINA A SOUTH AFRICAN OR NOT?
Although Chidimma Adetshina was born in Soweto in 2001, South Africa does not grant unconditional birthright citizenship under the South African Citizenship Act of 1995.
Neither of her parents, Mozambican mother Anabelo Rungo nor Nigerian father Michael Adetshina, is a South African citizen or held permanent residency at the time of her birth.
In 2024, an investigation by the Department of Home Affairs discovered prima facie evidence that suggested that Chidimma’s mother had committed identity theft and had registered her birth in South Africa by using fraudulent documents.
A year later, Rungo was arrested and charged with contravening the Immigration Act and the Identification Act.
By default, due to her relationship with her mother, both women and Chidimma’s son, born to a Nigerian foreign national, were stripped of their South African IDs and passports.
According to legal experts, Chidimma could find a pathway to remain in South Africa under the Citizenship Act, which states that children born to foreign nationals without permanent residency may apply for citizenship at age 18, provided they can prove they have lived in the country continuously since birth.
“Jew York Punk & Hardcore Fascism” https://pdfhost.io/v/UCPZNKYs7f_This_is_Germany
Joshua Rubin, a South African Jew who—according to his beautifully colorful channel bio—is unmistakably an advocate of the multiracial “One World” ideology, is making a film about the last—but long-forgotten—white racists in his host country. A noble cause, innocent and guileless.
First, he laments the regrettably poor condition of Black neighborhoods, attributing it to financial neglect. It seems as though all Black people immediately recognize him as a non-white Jew; otherwise, they wouldn’t all greet him as “brother” and take him into their hearts right away.
But in the final third, Mr. Rubin has incorporated a surprising twist. He would have loved to show the human side of the last white racists as well, but their incorrigibly fascist nature only served to confirm exactly what he had always known and what he wants to make clear to his audience.
The truly kindest people in South Africa were always the Blacks—until the white racists came and took everything away from them. According to his own account, the unsuspecting Jew even had to undergo a humiliating interrogation by the white racists! They remain a potentially unpredictable danger!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CI-7aomdyzQ
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ventersdorp
Let us, too, embrace the noble and honorable cause of banishing hatred. The world is good; it is only evil hearts that corrupt it. Don’t let racists convince you that negroes are uncivilized, selfish, and violent, and nothing but a burden!
To free yourselves from racial fanaticism, follow this meditation:
In your imagination, you travel through a radiant world where every moment is carried by harmony, joy, and grateful wonder. Everything there feels vast, light, cheerful, and utterly secure, like an endless melody in a major key that gently embraces heart and mind.
The Gateway to the Landscape of Light
Imagine opening a brilliantly clear window in the morning and looking out onto a vast, sun-drenched landscape filled with friendly colors, soft hills, and luminous meadows of flowers. The air is pleasantly warm, touched by a delicate fragrance, and every blade of grass seems to shimmer with vitality.
Above you spreads a sky in deep heavenly blue, traced with feather-light clouds that glide playfully, as if smiling along with you. Your heart responds with serenity, and a feeling of inner lightness unfolds, clear and uplifting.
The Path of Joy
You step outside and find a winding path made of warm, velvety light that invites you through this enchanting world. Every step feels buoyant, full of confidence, as if you were walking straight toward a radiant, shining moment.
To the left and right of the path open idyllic gardens where colorful flowers grow in cheerful harmony, arranged in patterns that feel alive yet deeply soothing. Birds sing melodious songs; their sounds are a true delight for the ears, gentle yet full of energy, like a tender embrace for the soul.
Meeting the Smile
At a bend in the path, you meet people whose eyes shine with kindness and whose smiles are friendly, warm, and inviting. Their presence feels like pure goodwill, full of compassion, connection, and mutual appreciation.
In this community, true joy of life prevails: there is happy laughter, enthusiastic conversations, loving gestures, and everyone shows generous attention to one another. You feel deep trust and security, a sense of safety, contentment, and sincere closeness.
The Garden of Gratitude
Together, you reach a spacious garden where trees hang heavy with delicious fruits, each fruit a symbol of achievements, precious opportunities, and fulfilled dreams. The colors are brilliant, the forms wonderful, and everything feels phenomenally alive.
Among the trees stand small springs of crystal-clear water whose gentle murmuring calms and enlivens you at once, as if every wave bestowed serenity, inner peace, and quiet strength. As you pick a fruit, a deep gratitude flows through you, a pleasant sense of meaning, purpose, and happy abundance.
The House of Warmth
A little farther stands a house, warm and inviting, with an open door and bright windows through which golden light streams. Inside, a cozy atmosphere prevails; everything is snug, comfortable, and deeply soothing.
Soft cushions and gentle blankets spread a feeling of well-being; you immediately feel safe and pleasantly relaxed. On the table lie favorite foods and fragrant treats; every detail radiates loving care, heartfelt warmth, and generous attention.
The Hall of Inspiration
In the center of this house lies a luminous hall whose walls are adorned with bright images full of creativity, inventiveness, and imagination. Each picture tells a story of courage, perseverance, optimism, and shining brilliance.
In the air lies inspiring energy; it feels uplifting and vital, as if gently awakening your own ideas. You feel motivated, dynamic, and full of purpose, ready to create new paths with passion and joy.
The Melody of Serenity
From an adjacent room comes music, a light, joyful melody that moves through the space like a gentle breeze. It sounds like pure happiness, cheerful, spirited, and exuberant, and your body begins to sway along in rhythm.
People dance freely; their movements are playful and harmonious, full of liveliness and carefree joy. Dancing together feels like pure shared delight, a joy-radiating interplay of trust, community spirit, and soothing closeness.
The Lake of Calm
Later, you come to a mirror-clear lake whose surface is calm yet vibrantly sparkling, as if the water gently reflected your inner peace. The shore is framed by soft grass and fragrant flowers; everything appears balanced, peaceful, and harmonious.
You sit down, breathe slowly, and feel how calmness, inner peace, and deep relaxation take root within you. Your thoughts become confident, hopeful, and free, carried by a feeling of unshakable assurance.
The Hill of Hope
Behind the lake rises a gentle hill, dotted with flowers that glow like tiny stars in the sunlight. You climb upward, step by step, full of anticipation, inner strength, and clear confidence.
At the top, a vast, light-filled landscape unfolds before you, stretching to the horizon of sources of joy, places of longing, and bright possibilities. A feeling of hopeful anticipation fills you; you sense hope, inspiration, and loving openness, as if the whole world were full of welcoming opportunities.
The Heart of Light
At this height, you realize that everything around you is a mirror of your own radiant inner world: every flower, every sunbeam, every friendly meeting is an expression of your own vitality, kindness, and heartfelt goodness.
Your heart feels bright, warm, and expansive, filled with love, joy of life, and joyful empathy. A quiet but powerful wonder flows through you, a tender exuberance that reminds you of your own unique, precious, and wonderful existence.
Returning to Confidence
When you finally close your eyes again, you carry all these impressions with you as a gentle glow: the calm of the lake, the serenity of the dance, the warmth of the house, the inspiration of the hall, and the wide view from the hill.
Within you remains a steady, soothing confidence, a feeling of inner security, strengthened joy of life, and clear-minded calm. Your world is still the same, and yet it now appears brighter, friendlier, and more harmonious, carried by a lasting, quiet major-key chord of happiness, love, and hopeful serenity.
Sorry that shit doesn’t fly in the real world. S.A. was a fine place, until the “Randlords”, Jews, came in.
First of all: Don’t apologize for yourself! NEVER!
Recognizing irony means RECOGNIZING REALITY.
In a “real” world where “Ba’al” exist, “shit can (de-
finitely) fly”. How “fine” it was before the Randlords
—only those who lived then, or time travelers, know.
“Remigration” in African terms
By Hans Hofmann-Reinecke (Cape Town)
Several hundred thousand immigrants from even poorer neighboring countries work in South Africa. At first glance, this seems paradoxical, since more than eight million South Africans themselves are unemployed; the unemployment rate stands at over 30 percent.
Now, a growing political movement claims that unemployment is caused by immigrants and that they must therefore be expelled from the country. However, the situation cannot be compared to that in Germany: the unemployed who have “been living here for some time” receive virtually no support, and unemployed immigrants receive nothing at all.
Back to Malawi
On Saturday, I will likely see my longtime, loyal housekeeper—let’s call her Lilly—for the last time. She has to leave South Africa because she is a foreigner. She comes from Malawi. In case you haven’t heard of the country: it lies west of Mozambique, from which it is separated by the 500-kilometer-long Lake Malawi, one of the deepest and most water-rich lakes on the globe—an African Baikal, so to speak.
Among the 50 African nations, Malawi ranks among the top in terms of scenic beauty, but unfortunately among the lowest in terms of prosperity. This has led many Malawians to seek—and find—their fortune abroad.
Today, an estimated 100,000 immigrants from this beautiful yet impoverished country—mostly “informal” workers—live in South Africa. Most arrived after the end of apartheid, starting in 1990. In the wealthiest part of South Africa, the Western Cape, many of them have found work in a wide variety of service industries: as nurses, gardeners, restaurant workers, tradespeople, vineyard workers, or domestic helpers.
Isn’t that surprising, given that South Africa itself suffers from extreme unemployment? Why is there a need for foreign workers? What do the Malawians have that their South African brothers and sisters do not?
Countries and Tribes
Now, it is a very delicate matter to attribute or deny certain qualities to people based on their ethnicity or nationality. Historical facts, however, cannot be denied. Malawi was a British colony from 1891 to 1964. And despite all the accusations that can be leveled against these colonizers, one must give them credit for providing the colonized people with a thorough education.
The black population of South Africa did not experience anything comparable during the same period. Three generations of British education have left their mark on the Malawians to this day. The national language is English, alongside Chichewa, the language of the Chewa tribe, which constitutes the largest ethnic group.
However, throughout Africa, national identity is less defining than tribal origin. In Malawi, the Chewa are distinguished by their high interpersonal intelligence and quick wit. This makes them stand out even in South Africa, where highly refined manners are already the norm.
March & March
South Africa, too, has its ethnic camps. The largest groups are the Xhosa and the Zulu. The former have a largely sedentary, agricultural history, while the latter have a warlike one. They are native to the northeast of the country, and there, in Durban, King Shaka International Airport is named—in keeping with tribal tradition—after Shaka Zulu, the legendary and feared military leader from the early 19th century.
Now, the Zulus are also leading the attack on informal migrants in the country. Led by former radio host and activist Jacinta Ngobese-Zuma from Durban, mass protests are being called for under the slogan “March & March.” She is also the one behind the specific call to deport the migrants by the end of June.
https://i.ibb.co/hRNxxYNf/Ngobese-Zuma.jpg
Is this significant? If you’ve read her name carefully, you may have noticed the “Zuma.” Jacob Zuma was President of South Africa from 2009 to 2018 and still wields considerable influence in the ANC, the party that holds a majority in Parliament (though it has not held an absolute majority since 2024).
Remigration—that is, the deportation of undocumented immigrants as of June 30—has not yet been enacted into law by Parliament, but many of those affected are taking the threat seriously. This includes my friend Lilly from Malawi, who now faces a 3,000-kilometer bus journey.
Back to the Future
By Hans Hofmann-Reinecke
From June through December 1945, the men pictured here were interned at the “Farm Hall” estate in England. The aim was to find out from them how far Germany had progressed in building an atomic bomb. What no one could have known—and what wasn’t all that interesting anyway—was that one of them would soon commission the first small modular reactor (SMR) on a commercial scale. That was two generations ago.
During my studies, I spent several semesters at the “Institute for Pure and Applied Nuclear Physics at Christian-Albrechts University” under Professor Erich Bagge in Kiel. His photo can be found at the top left, above that of Werner Heisenberg, the founder of quantum physics, and three pictures to the left of Otto Hahn, the discoverer of nuclear fission. The portraits are arranged alphabetically, so their position is not related to their scientific achievements. The picture simply shows the company the then 30-year-old kept.
https://i.ibb.co/RZWYMz7/physicians.jpg
I had the great honor of being invited on occasion to Professor Bagge’s home in Kiel, which was also graced by his three lovely daughters. The conversation always centered on curious questions about the construction of the German atomic bomb and the individuals with whom he had been interned at the time. Bagge, however, always steered the conversation toward a small nuclear reactor, such as one that could be used to power ships.
No Pipe Dream
Such a ship—172 meters long and weighing 26,000 metric tons—was in fact already under construction at the Howaldtswerke shipyard in Kiel. The keel was laid in August 1963, and the discoverer of nuclear fission, after whom the ship was named, was present at its launch in June 1964: Otto Hahn.
Conventional ships are powered by engines that burn coal or oil and emit CO2—but this particular model burned uranium. Inside a pressure vessel 3.5 meters in diameter and four meters high, a nuclear reactor generated steam to drive a turbine, which in turn delivered 50,000 PS (about 35 MW) to the propeller shaft. The fuel consisted of about two metric tons of uranium enriched to between 3.5 and 6.6 percent.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8sGmMVnX8kM
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Otto_Hahn_(ship)
In 1968, four years after its launch, the “Otto Hahn” entered service and set sail across the world’s oceans. After four years, it had covered nearly half a million kilometers—more than ten times around the Earth—and had to return to port. For the first time, it had to “refuel,” that is, replace the spent fuel with fresh fuel.
Only the U-235 was actually “consumed”—and just 22 kg of it! However, it didn’t simply vanish into thin air; instead, it was split into lighter nuclei that are extremely radioactive. The U-238, which accounts for more than 90 percent of the fuel rods’ weight, didn’t do anything—it was just along for the ride. However, it did capture neutrons in the reactor and, in the process, transformed into radioactive substances—some of which are very long-lived.
Disposing of these hazardous materials wasn’t a problem back then. That was handled by the reprocessing plant in Sellafield, England.
The Tainted Term
When I’m asked about my profession and I answer “nuclear physicist,” I get an emotionless nod; but if I say “atomic physicist,” my conversation partner takes a step back and adopts an expression as if they’d just spotted a hand-sized, hairy spider on the opposite wall. Ever since Hiroshima, the word “atom” has been synonymous with unbridled destruction and inhuman suffering. That is the historical curse that these bombs have forever seared into the consciousness of Western civilization.
And that means this term can be used as a powerful tool for manipulation. Who would be against the “phase-out of nuclear power”? That would mean taking responsibility for hundreds of thousands of radiation victims—and who would want that?
By 1979, the “anti-nuclear” movement was already in full swing, and the “Otto Hahn”—the flawlessly functioning, emission-free nuclear-powered vessel—fell victim to it. Imagined risks caused insurance premiums to skyrocket, and ports were urged not to allow the ship to dock. It was the end of this marvelous vessel, which had operated flawlessly for eleven years. The reactor was removed from the ship and replaced with a diesel engine. The name was also changed. Now the vessel was “nuclear-free.”
The Balance of Ignorance
The nuclear reactor described consisted of modules that were manufactured and assembled at the factory. It was, in other words, exactly what is known today as a “Small Modular Reactor (SMR),” which is predicted to play a key role in the future global electricity supply.
Were they already capable of that 60 years ago? Were they even allowed to do that? Who had built this marvel? It was “Deutsche Babcock & Wilcox Dampfkessel Werke,” based in Oberhausen in the Ruhr region, and “Interatom” from Bensberg. The project was led by the aforementioned Erich Bagge, who had earned his doctorate in nuclear physics under Otto Hahn.
It’s truly astonishing what can be achieved when top-notch professionals are given free rein. Today, 60 years later, business and science are being run by fake PhDs, kitchen helpers, and college dropouts—and it takes longer to repair a neglected bridge than it did to build a technical marvel.
A political balance is achieved when the ignorance of those in power matches the ignorance of the bottom 50 percent of the population. This then results in a stable majority. We are currently witnessing a bitter struggle to preserve this harmony.
Prof. Hofmann-Reinecke in an Interview:
These conferences, organized by the UNFCCC, have been held for 30 years. The first one had fewer than 100 attendees. For the conference in Brazil—which, after all, takes place in what is actually a rather uncomfortable climate with extreme heat and humidity—between 50,000 and 80,000 people are expected to attend.
For some reason, interest in these events has grown enormously. So a tremendous number of people are attending. I believe there’s a completely different reason for meeting there than simply exchanging the latest scientific data.
Driven, argued, and justified by “global warming,” fuel is subject to tariffs, and there’s emissions trading and so on. And from these sources, a total of 100 billion has accumulated by the year 2024. 100 billion is the result of the assumption that the Earth is warming, and that this warming trend can only be halted by putting a price on carbon consumption.
If this conference were to conclude, “Professor XYZ has irrefutably proven that this is all scientifically untenable!” then they might as well just call it quits. Then they wouldn’t even need to meet again next time, because there wouldn’t be another 100 billion generated from tariffs and emissions trading.
I can’t prove it legally, but a reasonable explanation is this: a massive business sector has emerged here in which money is being extracted from the average consumer, against which they have no means of defense. This money is collected and distributed among perhaps 50,000—or maybe more—clever individuals.
There’s a Spanish proverb that goes: “The fool lives off his work, and the clever man lives off the fool.” This principle also seems to underlie this whole “climate change” phenomenon and the massive business deals associated with it.
Since the medieval sale of indulgences, this has certainly been one of the world’s biggest business models—with the only difference being that the medieval sale of indulgences at least produced something like St. Peter’s Basilica in Rome, which is still standing today, whereas nothing remains of this whole climate issue.
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLEbDvjC3DtPBtaWUDVNV-BUuUdFE3kAKY
This young German man lives mainly in Asia (he’s
married to a Japanese woman), but he can’t resist
bashing the terrible “politics” in his home country.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CBAvYgQh4HI
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LCqL8_9NOxg
The Boers made it a wealthy country, and the FSA (Free Shit Army) came trooping in.