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XENOPHOBIA

XENOPHOBIA – Being born in South African, and having lived there for the first 23 years of my life, I grew up with an inculcated knowledge of what racism and separatism is.  I was part of the Rainbow Nation generation that shunned racist attitudes, and embraced the diversity of a rich multi cultural nation.  I come from a country that has 11 official languages, of which I can only really speak English properly, and moderate amounts of Afrikaans and Zulu.  There is no more diverse a place than South Africa.

Mel Ve in the Algarve

PORTUGUESE INFLUENCE

The very province that I grew up was called Natal (now known as Kwa-Zulu Natal – the region of the Zulu Nation), because it was named by the Portuguese on Christmas day – ‘Natal’ is the Portuguese word for ‘Christmas’.  The the town I grew up in, there are as many Portuguese restaurants as their are Italian or Chinese.  In fact, my first part time job when I was a student was working in a Portuguese restaurant owned by a family friend.

Indeed, the Portuguese have left an indelible mark of influence on various parts of Southern Africa, including our neighbouring country of Mozambique, which was once colonised by the Portuguese.  In fact, there are many people from Mozambique, and indeed, South Africa, who now live in Portugal.  For this very reason, I always find it so rude and hypocritical  when Portuguese people exhibit xenophobic attitudes, which manifest in various ways, most often an intolerance or unwillingness to communicate in any other language except Portuguese.  I can’t tell you how many times I have heard xenophobic toned phrases such as “You are in Portugal, learn to speak Portuguese”, or “If you don’t like it, go back to your own country” or “You are in Portugal, you must be like the Portuguese”, amongst many other xenophobic toned missives.  I am who I am and I am not changing who I am for anybody, no matter where I live.

Vasco da Gama’s departure from Portugal in 1497

COLONIALISM

The Portuguese are more than happy to take the money of foreigners, but if we don’t speak their language or bow to their whims, they often treat us like second rate citizens based on the fact that you are foreign.  The Portuguese people are very quick to forget the facts of their own history, that the riches (now diminished) of their nation was made upon the colonisation and exploitation of foreign lands, and and lets not forget state sanction attack, theft and looting of foreign ships, lands and people, also know as pirating, colonisation and slavery.  The Portuguese invaded and took over territories in South America (modern day Brazil), West Africa (modern day Angola) and Southern Africa (modern day Mozambique).  Their language and Catholic religion was forced upon indigenous populations, who were pushed off their lands, enslaved and forced into speaking Portuguese and becoming Catholic, or they were persecuted, if not executed.  The Portuguese forced themselves on foreign lands and people, and the indelible mark of this conquest and invasion has never disappeared.  For example, in Brazil, the national language is still Portuguese, as opposed to the native language of the indigenous tribes that the Portuguese genocided in order to colonise the gold rich region of Brazil.

HYPOCRISY & IRONY

When you take the history of the Portuguese into account, the hypocrisy of their xenophobia becomes all too obvious.  And yet… And yet I have never experienced more xenophobia / racism anywhere I have ever travelled, as I have here in Portugal.  In fact, they seem to be stuck in the same sort of paradigm as Apartheid era South Africa, which is tragic, because I honestly thought the world had moved on from such stifling attitudes.  If I walk down the street and I wear a funny looking outfit… then it is because I am foreign.  If I walk down the street and I do something out of the ordinary like push a pink pet stroller full of kittens, then I am strange because I am foreign.  If I question the ridiculous Covid measures such as lockdown and mandatory mask wearing, then I am problematic because I am foreign.  I am a foreigner, and that is supposedly the problem.  It is always chalked up to that, and to be honest, it gets very frustrating dealing with such small mindedness and ignorance.  Another thing that is uber frustrating is how Portuguese speaking people assume that we are stupid just because we may not be fluent in their language, and that they can pull any scam on us because we must be stupid enough to fall for it, as we don’t speak Portuguese.

What about the fact that I am a human being, as are we all?  Surely that counts for something?

On the beach in the Algarve

FOREIGNERS

The bottom line is, we are all foreigners somewhere.  We were born with feet, not to stand still, but to move around.  At some stage some people will cross the boundary line from one country into another, and go from being a ‘National’ to being a ‘Foreigner’.  In fact, there is an entire multi-billion dollar industry called “The Travel Industry”, that exists to facilitate the human desire to explore the world.  Some people just pass through foreign lands, others meet lovers, life long partners, husband and wives, get jobs etc, and end up staying in lands that they were not born in, as was the case with myself.  I met my Dutch husband of 20 years, whilst I was in London, and never went back to South Africa.  Life happens.   That is just the way of our reality.  That was the reality for many Portuguese people who also crossed the seas to conquer foreign lands.

OPEN HEART, OPEN MIND

In the end, it does not matter where I come from.  I do not identify with an inculcated external locus of identity such as nationality.  I am a human being, and I view all other people as human beings.  I do not judge people for their skin colour, nationality, their cultural outlooks, their economic circumstances.  I do however judge people by their behaviour and how they treat others irrespective of who they are or where they come from.  I operate at the highest levels of integrity, and work with incredible people across the world in my various humanitarian projects, which have been ongoing for over a decade.  I have learned from these amazing people, exactly what kind of person I want to be, and from toxic, ignorant, small minded people, I have learned exactly what I do not want to be.

My kitties in their pink stroller at the beach

I have chosen always to be an ethical and kind person.  I am ever so blessed to have an amazing husband, and an even more amazing family of kitty children which go all over with us including the local beaches, a fact that amazes almost everyone we encounter.  I have such strong grounding forces of love in my life, that I have been able to transcend the hatred, anger and resentment that is rotting the souls of many people, and that they project onto others in an attempt to self soothe.  I am ever so grateful for the love bubble that I live in.

I come from a wealthy, high profile family, with no less than three Prime Ministers in my lineage, and, with a brother being the Captain of the South African Water Polo team.  Despite my privileged upbringing, which was at times subject to snobbish exclusionary attitudes of the elite set within which I involuntarily found myself, my aim always is never do anything to deliberately cause anybody loss or harm.  I do however always speak my truth, and in my capacities as an Independent Investigative Journalist, and in my pursuit of a free, fair, peaceful, just sustainable, non-toxic world, I expose con artists and corrupt people, practices and businesses who may fall upon my path of discovery, particularly if they knowingly and unapologetically cause loss and / or harm to others.  At no point do I ever set out to harm anybody deliberately, but I will speak out against those who cause harm, and nationality, background, skin colour has nothing to do with it.  This is something that comes from a soul level.  Humanitarianism is colourless, borderless and universal.

The bottom line is, I do not believe that it is appropriate to be marginalised or discriminated just because I or anybody else, living or visiting Portugal, is not Portuguese.  That racist / xenophobic / separatist dogma is the very root of contempt that rots and destroys the beautiful state of soul connection within humanity.  In my humble view, people who engage in racist / xenophobic / separatist behaviours, should be punished by law.   In fact, according to Article 15 of the Portuguese Constitution, it states that foreigners who reside in Portugal have the same rights as Portuguese nationals.  At no point is it right for any Portuguese national to treat any foreigner with contempt for being foreign.

It is spiritually and emotionally immature to diminish anybody’s worth, or treat people as lesser, just because they are not the same as you.  Diversity in all it’s forms, should be embraced and nurtured, for in nature, it is diversity and evolution and adaptation, which prevents extinction.

FACT: If we were all exactly the same, we would not survive biologically as a species beyond a generation or two.

Perhaps it is time that we all stop being negative, nasty and ugly to our fellow human beings, for how has that ever benefitted anybody in the long run.  A simple shift in focus is needed, where we choose to see the similarities in people, instead of judging people as lesser, bad or wrong, for being different in some way… Because, at the end of the day, the true beauty of humanity is that we all want the same things…  we all want to be free, and we all want to be loved.  It is time we unite on our common ground, and never forget the simple inalienable truth, which is simply this:

LOVE CONQUERS ALL!

Peace Love Unity Respect

Mel Ve

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Addressing the latest rumour: FELINE THEFT

Addressing the latest rumour: FELINE THEFT | The world has gone through a very tough time over the past year or so, as we approach the one year anniversary of the implementation of lockdowns and restrictions, which has been devastating to the economy and destroyed the lives of many people… and I am not even talking about a virus here.  The climate of “covidity” has had the knock on effect of causing many people to go into a very negative space.  Indeed, depression and suicides are rampant.  I totally understand how people are feeling, as I have had my bouts of the Covid Blues, but I have found ways to manage it with natural remedies.

What has been most noticeable in assessing the psychological impact of our fear frenzied social climate, is how people who are emotionally unintelligent, project their negativity at others, because they live in a mental prison of fear, and they insist that we must all share that mental prison with them.

I live in the small village of Carvoeiro on the Algarvian coast, and as is the case with any small town communities, there is always gossip and rumours amongst the locals.  I for one tend not to indulge in gossip or rumours about people I do not even know, as I fill my time consciously, and I have better ways to express my energetic manifestations.  Having worked in media for over two decades, I know how dangerous and damaging gossip can be, and I never say anything about anybody unless I have concrete proof of loss and / or harm.  Low level gossiping and nattering, is for the small minded.  If I have anything to say about someone, I will say it directly to them, or say nothing at all.

My Kitty children and I

Amongst several other unpleasant rumours that have recently come back to us, due to the gossip that goes around amongst people, who are empty, soul sick, and who have nothing better do to but project their Covidity induced misery onto others, is some talk about how my husband and I have been stealing cats.  No jokes.  This is the latest in a spate of rumours and gossip that is circulating in our local community.

Indeed, some pathetic so and so, took to the local Carvoeiro Forum on Facebook, to warn people that they saw my husband and I out in public, with several cats in pink stroller, and one cat on my husband’s shoulder, walking down the street, and they wrongly stated that we were stealing cats.  And no, they were not imagining it.  This actually is something they saw, because my husband and I treat our four kitty babies like children.  Admittedly, we regularly take our cats for walks, the same way people would take dogs out for walks around town.

Kitties in their pink stroller

Now I realise this may be rather unusual to the limited perspective of some people, because I personally have never come across anybody else who does this.  When we go to the beach, our Kitty children come with us.  When we go for walks to the shops, our kitties come with us.  When we go for strolls along the cliffs, our kitties come with us.  I have lost count of how many times people have said to me that this is the first time they have ever come across cats being taken out to the beach.  Cat lover commonly remark how they would love to do the same thing, but they are afraid that their cats would run away.

Right there, is the explanation of why my husband and I are so different to everybody else out there… We do not live in fear.

Kitties on the beach

Being free spirited, unconventional person, completely unique in my outlooks, external expressions and behaviours, I have always been subject to scrutiny by narrow minded people.  This is something I have become accustomed to.  Being different means that bland people with limited outlooks will scrutinise and judge.  As an artist, I am different to your run of the mill type.  My books are controversial.  My many investigative exposes have infuriated those I have exposed.  There are no shortage of stories, rumours and gossip that circulate about my husband and I.  There have been, and always will be, people that just want to hate because they are haters, perhaps they are jealous, or they are just soul sick and lack emotional intelligence.

The great thing about being me, and probably the aspect of my being that annoys people the most, is that I simply do not give a damn what anybody thinks of me.  I have never allowed myself to be defined by the opinions of others.  I embrace my uniqueness and do not seek to conform to the normalities and expectations of anybody.  I do what I do with an open heart and a clear conscience.  I live a clean and honest life, and I conduct myself ethically.  I stand up for what I believe in, even if I am standing alone.  I know who and what I am in my heart, and I have wonderful relationships with my family and close lifelong friends.  That is all I need.  I do not seek the approval of of others, particularly small minded gossip mongers, who have nothing better to do that to speak negatively about people they do not even know.  Indeed, why would I want to be like them.  The lesson I learn from such people, is how not to be.

It is a unique and beautiful thing that we do with our kitties.  Being able to take them out has taken training, patience and developing an unbreakable bond of trust based on a love and understanding.  What bothers me the most about this whole episode, is how people can take something so beautiful, so pure and so innocent, and turn it into something supposedly negative and indeed, with allegations potential criminality.  That for me, truly says so much about the dire state of humanity, and how far gone we really are as a human species.

To see how we manage with our Kitty children out and about, feel free to check out this short clip I made and posted on Facebook, featuring

Biggi Boho, Father of Kitties

Biggi Boho and Mama Kitty on Carvoeiro beach

 

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The art of not giving a damn

Morning coffee

The art of not giving a damn | Working actively in Indy Media for over a decade, has taught me some pretty hard won lessons, through experience, challenge and triumph.  One of the most relevant lessons I have had to learn the hard way is:  It is hardly possible to make an impact with one’s work, without acquiring a few detractors and / or haters along the way.  Of course, this is to be expected, and by this stage of my journey, I have truly mastered the art of not caring terribly much about the nasty or negative stuff random haters have to spew across online media.  Each and every time some random toxic pops up and unleashes vomit upon the world, I can hardly be bothered to have to clean it up with replies and / or rebuttals.

Every morning, my husband and I get up early to do our daily cleaning chores.  We shower, dress and then we convene for a cup of Rooibos tea, where we take a look at all that is going on in our online social media circles before we start our work day.  We check You Tube, Twitter, Facebook, Instagram and specifically log onto a few of our favourite blogs, including Karen Irving’s Hoaxstead Research website.

One of the numerous projects that we have been actively involved in now for 6 years, in the running of Conscious Consumer Network, a live broadcast production network that has aired over 4000 broadcasts and had broadcasters from all over the world, and in multiple languages.  We have had the great pleasure of having front row seats to some of the most cutting edge and valuable information, literally bequeathed to us, and we always respect those who have gifted us with this knowledge, as we learn, grow and communicate the wisdom of better ways, and share the hope of better days.

Conscious Consumer Network

The aim of Conscious Consumer Network, was to provide a professionally run, uncensored, independent media platform for free and independent media to share their work via the modality of live video broadcasts.  The content was varied, but tied together with the agreed principle that all work aired on CCN, had to be aimed at the creation of a free, fair, just, peaceful, sustainable, non-toxic world, with abundance for all.  Once a broadcaster agreed to that fundamental imperative via the modality of a Consentual Operating Format, their airtime was theirs.  This network was a wonderful experiment, and indeed, we learned much about the world of media, and indeed, the type of people it attracted.  From the perspective of us as the Producers, we got to sit in silence and watch with attention, thousands of people come across our screens, all with some vision of them self, or of their philosophy, their invention, their product, their guru-dom, their ego platform.

Hot chocolate in my CCN branded cup with slogan “We are the ones we’ve been waiting for”

 

The plain and simple truth is that yes, we met some lovely people and had the blessing of launching some lovely projects and concepts, but there were a far greater percentage of people who are just complete narcissists, and somehow believe that they are entitled to some deluded sense of grandeur, and everyone else must feed their self imagined grandeur.  Some individuals were just so utterly toxic, that they often end up in fights with other people in the movement, and spent much time online posting hate articles, comments, broadcasts and videos.  If we had upfront grasped any idea as to just how toxic some of these people were when we first started to work with them, we probably would have refused the collaboration outright.  But as they say, nothing beats experience, and I indeed have had the dubious pleasure of working with some of the biggest names, egos, narcissists, charlatans, and outright fraudsters.  Sadly I have also at one time promoted these dubious characters, and then had to find out the hard way that I had made a mistake.  But I am always one to step up and admit when a cause or story I have promoted and supported, has been done mistakenly.  And indeed, I have learned some hard won lessons from that too, as I have had to put out many exposes on said people, having had first hand experience and having first hand evidence with which to expose them.  Sadly, such noble intent and action may win you loyalty with people who respect the integrity of such an action, but it also makes one enemies in various camps, not least of which being, the person / party that is exposed.

At this juncture, I beckon the question: Is it possible in these times to find love in your heart, or is it a case of, once a hater, always a hater?  I do always hold out hope that some of these people who are self proclaimed influencers, actually do find some love in their heart, other than just for themselves.  Perhaps then they may be able to operate ethically and stop projecting their malfeasance unduly onto other people… but wait, that would mean actually having to admit just how soul sick they are… and therein lays the rub.

I am no stranger to adversity.  In fact, I have had to deal with some rather challenging situations and people in my life.  Some of these experience are too arduous to ever recount, but I will say that through each challenge I have grown stronger, and so I guess I should be grateful to those people who bring darkness and cause loss / harm on any level, because I have grown strong through it all, in fact, strong that I have learned the wisdom of knowing which battles to pick and what to ignore.  These days I largely opt for ignore.  I have also realised that what we fight, we give energy to.  I do not want to give my energy to people that just do not deserve it, especially if I gave them my energy, attention and network for their outpourings via live broadcast.  I have most blissfully reach the point of not giving a damn what anybody else thinks of me, or what nasty thing this or that one has to say.  There will always  be someone trying to tear me down out of jealous, for being smarter, for being more talented, for being happier, for being a public figure, for being different, for being me.  I have gotten used to it, for indeed, who are we without our trolls.  Does one even exist nowadays without a dedicate band of haters, which in the eyes of many, gives one credibility?   I have yet to find one legitimate, well meaning public figure that does not attract their fair share of adversity and criticism.

So I guess doing what I do, having my fair share of detractors is a rather normal state of affairs, and I have come to accept that.  I lose no sleep over it what so ever.  My concern however is rattled when said toxic individuals, are unable to let go of what ever it is that vexes them, and move on.  There are still the crazies out there who try to draw attention to themselves by posting videos with lamentations about my husband and I, and what we have apparently done to this one or that one.  I mean, I have seen so many claims by people claiming to have dirt on me, and nothing has ever been published, because there really is nothing, apart from what I have already publicly disclosed.  I have always been more than honest about my life experiences, for better or worse.  I have nothing to hide, so if anybody out there wants to do a big disclosure, by all means, go ahead.  I would love to see what you are wasting your time on now

Big Kiss, with love, Mel Ve xxx

To the haters out there.  Thank you for your time dedicated to making me the subject of your focus, albeit in hate, but focus nonetheless.  I am honoured with your attention, but I do hope for your sake, that you find more constructive ways of spending your time, for indeed, I am hardly worthy of the energy you pour into hating on me.  I am sure you can find far more beneficial routes for expending your creative capacity, such as tending to your mental wellbeing.

One more thing… I really do send you all my love and good intentions.  I have no intention of meeting hatred with hatred, no matter what smut you may vomit in your cries for attention.  I hope you find your inner peace one day, and that you may one day be able to move past the trivialities that vex you, because I can assure you, I do not give a damn.  I have never been one to be defined by the opinions of others.  I know who I am.  I know I have love in my heart, and I try always to be kind, and for me that is enough.  I simply do not need the approval of anybody else, to know who I am and what I am about.  I continue as I have, to live in a place of love, and not to allow the darkness of anybody, destroy my inner peace.

The meaning of FREEDOM

 

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