The Weekend Class Clash
Part Reason Why Your Weekend Maybe Noisy
Class discussions started heating up in the 19th century. Karl Marx and his friend looked at class from a materialist point of view in the communist manifesto. But class was here before capitalists, I mean in most cultures, whilst in some cultures such as that of the Khoisans, class is rebuked. There are instances where one can be a capitalist without any class at all. You see this in the zeitgeist with the proliferation of public display of ill-gotten gains.
To avoid class, ideological, religious, and racial weekend clashes, South Africa was built different, segregated! Nowadays, with our free market, segregation is achieved through pricing out. Racial classification is achieved that way. Unfortunately or fortunately, depending on how you assess it, sectional titles are the low branch easily reached by many. Hence, this makes sectional-title complexes the battleground of "The Weekend Class Class".
To live in peace with your neighbours in a sectional title complex requires at least an average or slightly higher than a moderate degree of self-awareness and rules observation. Maybe the clash is the result of the misconstrued focus on personal happiness at the expense of society. The classical pursuit of individual liberty. No wonder we have the statue of liberty, not the statue of responsibility. The enlightenment seems to have been a half-done job like Africa's colonisation.
Look! From the introductory Physics of sound, sound waves literally hit your eardrums as they transfer energy by air molecules. See, this is just like poking someone's ear. That's why these two phenomena kind of feel the same way. Unfortunately, in most instances, what is music to your ears is noise to someone else. For example, I consider Lil Wayne's 6 Foot 7 Foot one of the best rap songs with excellent delivery, but to the religious fella next door, it's complete garbage.
Let me set the scene for you.
Here's how it goes; maybe I'm too unhappy. But I don't think so. I found myself being a culture critic given what the Asians are doing to our kitchen tables.
When peasants (lower proletariats) find themselves or as it's called "arrive" in a sectional title establishment. They tend to start making loud noise while drinking alcohol (Check out the Elder) while smoking some pipes from a central source at the parking lot or some common property, sometimes with so much screaming and loud music from the subwoofers/amplifiers from the back of a hatchback. You find at least four individuals talking over one another; it's all "noisy". All this happens after the recreational activities cut-off time in the written contract. While those who live in the sectional title try to be tolerant neighbours, but it gets louder and louder, and they are forced to absorb unrelated music hitting their eardrums.
They usually complain to the caretaker/security and sometimes to the body corporate, and if good and not easily intimated, the authority will take action. However, sometimes those at war with peace have bigger guns. A real problem is when the noise is made by the caretaker and his amigos. Then all the rules get broken. Talk about the struggles of an aspiring sectional unit owner/tenant trying to burn the midnight oil in a noisy environment.
The owners create and amend the sectional title rules to bring law and, most importantly, order to the establishment. No one should screw sectional title or homeowners association rules; the rules must screw everyone, equally so. That's how peace is maintained. But I guess the unprecedented discomfort is good enough motivation to climb the class pyramid. That is, to become that seemingly heartless capitalist.
You see, this is why some people instead buy a two-bedroom apartment for a price of a four-bedroom township house. Here they are moving away from township noise and coal stench. Or move out from a seemingly comfortable village home (usually living with siblings) and go build a shack in some new era. Indeed peace and security can be found even in a matchbox.
In summary! Peace and security are priceless.
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