ELITISM MAKES CAPE TOWN CLIQUE /// ELITISM MAKES CAPE TOWN TICK

Lets take a look at elitism in Cape Town, and more specifically elitism at our tertiary institutions. At first glance, elitism may not seem as gory as racism in terms of segregation, however it is just as firmly entrenched into our psyche as racism is.

I was born into a white working class family. I was privileged in the sense that I was educated at one of Cape Town’s elite schools, but I was conflicted while growing up because I was not from a wealthy family. I went on to do other things after school, and now I am studying at an elite tertiary institution in Cape Town. Coincidental? I think not.

Elitism is universal. It is crucial in keeping the cogs of The Corporation ticking over. It is what keeps the Monarchy alive. It is what keeps the government in power. Elitism runs through our DNA.

Let’s start at the top. We all know that the world is connected via tribes, brotherhoods and bloodlines.

All of us were born into a system of unspoken rules, which told us that we must obey authority at all times and we were punished when we didn’t. We were taught in school to uphold the hierarchy, the status quo, the goddamn social structure. Furthermore, while we were in school we were conditioned to believe that we had to belong to a clique in order to survive.

Then we entered University. We became pseudo-intellectuals. This imagined academic community creates the very substance of exclusivity and superiority. Kirsten J. Broadfoot explains that this as a group that “functions like an exclusive club whose membership is tightly controlled by what might be called a ‘dominant frame.’”

The highly educated people of Cape Town and the Ivory Towers of the world have formed isolated cliques whose views are overrepresented amongst journalists, professors, and other members of the intelligentsia.

  ///     Professors at UCT and Stellenbosch see themselves as part of an elite club but their influence is purely imaginary. So, what happens when you combine the pseudo-intellectual elite with the actual old-money bloodlines of UCT and Stellenbosch University students? You get a goddamn nuclear fusion of congenital sex and intellectual masturbation.    ///

This inbreeding filters into society and the corporations that keep our economy ticking over. These exclusive clubs penetrate Cape Town and the world at large with their demonic, self-righteous codes of conduct. These secret societies keep Cape Town and the world segregated in a web of philosophical superiority.

An obvious benefit of going to university is to form alliances, and we do. We form our own brotherhoods so that when we enter the real world we are not alone. We then enter the world thinking that we’re superior to the rest of society.

When we walk into the energy field of a tightly bound Cape Town clique we will feel those familiar feelings – those jarring, prickly sensations of being judged by more than one person simultaneously.

The Cape Town cliques talk in “code”. It’s like stumbling onto the set of a reality show where everyone is following the script. One thing that can be said is that they’re incredibly in-synch with each other – this is because they have blocked out all external influencers and influences.

The social structure of The Cape Town Clique mirrors that of every other social construct, for example: The Corporation and The Government (which are in fact the same entity).  There is always a leader – a “queen bee” who wields her power with her good looks, manipulation and monetary power. She dictates whom she likes and the rest inevitably follow.

The problem with belonging to a clique is that you become narrow minded, ignorant and fake. If you choose to be exclusive then you may as well film each moment and send the unedited footage to Fox and CBS because your bogus interactions deserve an equally phony audience.

THE CHARLES JOHN INTERVIEW.

    When starting a blog about pop culture, it only makes sense to start by interviewing my friends that have a direct influence on my life. Also, it is a good idea to start with artists who are destined for stardom, thus making all of you famous simply by association.

Charles John has his creative fingers directly on the pulse of Cape Town culture. He is a 3rd year Art Direction student at the Red & Yellow School in Cape Town. He lives in Athlone.

I hope you enjoy what he has to say:

Aweh.

  •  Whatsup man.

 Hoe lyk it?

  •  Dit lyk lekker.

Charles John, what is your power animal?

  •  My power animal! Hahaha! That is a very easy question actually. My power animal is very defined. It is definitely a white dragon with golden armour over its head and partly on it’s back legs, but as it needs more armour it makes more armour.

 What’s your favourite petrol station?

  •  Hahahahahaha. This is probably the best question so far.

Well it’s only the second question.

  •  Yes Ok, well my favourite petrol station is ironically the same petrol station that I always punt, which is … Shell. This is because … yoh, it’s weird because it’s the same reason people kind of use microwaves, smoke cigarettes. You know that it’s bad but the convenience of it, or the lack of other options drives you to use something that you know you shouldn’t be taking part in. I’m basically a whore.

 Do you sleep, Charles John?

  •  I sleep all the time. I’m sleeping right now. I’ve perfected the art of sleep talking. And most people think I’m awake when in actual fact I’m sleeping. Ya, I have advanced technology in these glasses – it makes it look like my eyes are moving, when infact they’re not. They are a recording of my eyes open.

 How many hours of sleep do you require, and why?

  •  24 hours of sleep, because I’m a 25 hour man.

 What is your take on faux fur coats?

  •  They are beast man, or non-beast you know, because they’re not from a beast. But I think that they’re cool. I like fake shit in general. Fake shit, fake people. You know, as long as you know you’re fake then I’m cool. As long as you’re not pretending to be something else.

 Would you consider yourself a fine artist? A graphic artist? A futurist?  What the hell are you man, what are you?

  • I’ve been struggling with this question for a long time. Definitely not a fine artist. And personally I just like to refer to myself as a creative. Definitely not a futurist, I don’t think anyone’s a futurist.  People like to create these things, you know, these words, but as soon as that day comes you’ve defeated the purpose in whatever the heck you were talking about to begin with. You’re living in the present so you cannot then qualify yourself as a futurist. But ya, I’m a creative.

 What will the world look like in 10 years time?

  •  Like it does now, but with more people…and stuff. That’s my prediction. I predict that. I stand for it. I guarantee it. The world will still be round.

What do you mean? Not triangular?

  •  A round world. I’m guaranteeing a round world.

What needs to be exposed in Cape Town? Anything that you feel is not getting the attention it deserves?

  •  The hipsters are largely overrated in Cape Town, and it’s come to a point that anything that is outside of what we consider normality is automatically hipster-is. It’s such a mundane blanket word. It’s actually a hateful word. I think that calling someone a hipster when they’re not a hipster is a hate crime, you know, it’s like calling me a hotnot. That’s what it’s like. That’s how I feel. I’m more offended when someone calls me a hipster than when someone calls me a hot not.
  • And yeah, what needs to be exposed: Yoh. There’s so much under this culture, like colored people in general, you know, like the way that we speak. The way we walk, the way we communicate, the way that we talk to each other with our eyes. Black culture; the hood. The way black men from the hood wear their skinny jeans in comparison to the way white men from Constantia wear their skinny jeans: it’s completely different. I’m talking about don’t touch my ankles swag, you know. And I’m talking about the kind of swag when you’re owning it. It’s not like: Haha his pants are too short, it’s like: That shit is dope.

 What do you think about advertising and the future of advertising?

  •  Advertising? This is the hardest question. Advertising? I think … I’m actually writing a blog about it right now. I see it going completely online. And advertising right now I’d say…is in its prime. Probably everyone that was in their time likes to think that whatever’s going on is in its prime.
  • I’m very afraid that advertising might implode in on itself, you know, because digital in itself is so simple, so easy for everyone to do. If everyone decides they wanna be a freelance advertiser, you know, we’ll end up with so much spam and that spam will equal advertising in the minds of the audience. Then how do you defer your advertising from spam? Are people just going to neglect advertising on a whole because it’s just this influx of shit? And that’s kind of what I’m seeing: that advertising will collapse in on itself.
  • I’m wondering now, based on your question, how will advertising separate itself from the virtual spam of the future?

And what is your take on the Cape Town street art scene?

  •  What street art scene? Are you talking about the government painting all the white shit over the graffiti? Yoh! That is the Cape Town street art scene! The Cape Town street art scene is government blocks of white paint, which I don’t respect. In that respect, I have no respect for Cape Town street art because it’s all white blocks from the government. Because they decided that they wanted to get rid of gang graffiti, but in their bylaw they qualify anything as gang graffiti that is not the original number of the building or the original colour of the building. So everything that is on a building, on a wall, even if it’s not gang graffiti, they’ll remove. That has become street art today in Cape Town. It’s bullshit.

 What do you think pop culture actually is?

  • Yoh! Pop culture?! Pop culture is literally… I would define it as whatever is tweaking mass medias’ nipples, you know, that’s what pop culture is. That’s what Andy Warhol was. Pop culture is what makes the media, the commercial media be like: What the fuck? Some of the stuff is timeless, but pop culture in of itself is questionable, and impressionable and malleable within itself. It doesn’t take itself so seriously, but it pretends to take itself seriously in its “non-seriousness”. It’s such an abnormality. It’s weird; I think it’s whatever’s tweaking contemporary medias nipples.

 People say Cape Town is cliquey, do you think so?

  •  Clicky, as in isi-Xhosa, you mean?

No cliquey as in you hang out with your clique.

  •  Yes and no. Yes in the sense that obviously people hang out in cliques, but no in the sense that you can’t really call it cliquey because it’s the nature of human kind to surround ourselves with people similar to ourselves. It’s the process of natural selection. We stay in herds, we need to be around people that in case danger arises that we’re around people that we’re safe with, you know, you don’t want to be around people and 90% of those people run away from their comfort zone, and leave you stranded. So, being in a clique is negative in a social way, but in a human way it’s the most natural thing.

 What’s the best spot to chow in Cape Town?

  •  At the moment I’m into Rafiki’s on a Monday evening man, and booze ball. Ya.

 Are you going to the Lady Gaga concert?

  •  Fuck no.
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