I talked about this before, but this time, I'm referring to the Samoan confession pages that is once again showing the ugliest side of faikakala and hate among young women, mostly.
Again, this is nothing new - Samoan women have been faikakalaring and speaking ill of others since they got off Noah's aark.
But Facebook is making it so much more blatant and showing the cowardice of people hiding behind screens playing with other's emotions, reputations, relationships, loved ones and lives.
Now, what these cowards have forgotten is that: SAMOA is a small place and even their most trusted allies are ....you guessed it, Faikakalas just like them!
It went from 200 followers to over 1000 within a week, along with sharing, naming people, shaming their families and every vile comment you can think of, have been discussed.
I reported it but FB but they're not gonna remove it because (response below).
Anyhow, what is apparent is that these are young people, mostly in NUS, mostly friends or know of each other and mostly have little understanding of the severity of their actions.
They need to be made accountable for their actions and know that it has serious consequences.
What can you do as a grown up?
Do not like these pages and cheer and share its contents in a funny manner, which is what several grown Samoan people are doing, making it normal and funny.
Report the page and stress that we as a country have one of the highest suicide rates in the world.
If you have a teenager, don't care if you are being the monster parent, Know what they're doing on Facebook. Make that a condition while they are under your roof. Because you will be the one picking up the pieces when it all turns to kaleve.
Talk to your teen and see if they are okay, if someone is bullying them or are they bullying someone....maybe that conversation will help them a lot.
Okay, thank you for reading,
Ministry of Samoan Facebook Division.
Thanks for your recent report of a potential violation on Facebook. After reviewing your report, we were not able to confirm that the specific page you reported violatesFacebook's Statement of Rights and Responsibilities.
It names real people in there, their first and last names and disgusting comments - we are from a small country and this page is breaking up families and ruining young peoples relationships, reputations, bullying comments and mostly from fake profiles. It is defamatory and most of the attacking comments are said in the Samoan language which you don't get to read.
You need to delete it as it will result in students committing suicide, do you not consider that at Facebook or do you not care at all? Have a heart and think of the consequences.
I forget sometimes how much music makes an impact on our childhood and I am so glad there is someone like this guy making learning fun and interactive and a nice break from our usual Samoan teaching style "Dees is a bicture of an abble x100"
Did you hear the common joke about the Pacific guy to who goes abroad and heads to a takeaway shop with his palagi mate.
The islander sees "Hot Dogs" and happily orders one, because back in his island, dog is eaten.
Then the order arrives and he looks at the hot dog with disgust as said:
"We don't eat THAT part of the dog"
(cue in: laughter).
well....if Toleafoa Faafisi and Tiatia Liuga have their way....the above won't be a joke...choohoo!
Mind you, every time I watch a news item by Barbara Dreaver I view it with a pint of salt, squeezed lime and tequila., she does err on the side of exaggeration. but still, you can't help but be 'meia'd' by the so called honorable Ministers responses.
Luma o Samoana
Click out the video here...go straight to 00.28 and be prepared to laugh and by 00.56 you will be pissing yourself laughing....or if you are like my Aunty, then you will be so angry you will call your niece and say
Aunty: "Who do they think they are...disgusting idiots, who are they?"
Me: "Err, aunty, their democratically elected Members of Parliament"
Aunty: "That is a load of bullshit...aikakae! we don't eat dogs...aue kefefe...who they think they are?"
Me: "Aunty relax, its just a joke"
Aunty: "Ea? what do you mean a joke? thats not a joke....do you see me laughing???"
*I couldn't because she was calling my landline but I kept this to myself*
I'm tempted to give her the phone numbers to the above Ministers so she can call them directly and express her disappointment directly.
There's also a live band and a really good singer who is also the drummer.
Plenty food, crackelicious crackling, pork, curry, salads (for decoration teehee), roast lamb, fish and hearty apple crumble with custard and ice cream and their infamous chocolate log....which is actually a whole log and some more.