Is that all? Well, in any case, today I was a preacher. I preached, and let me preach for the last few moments too! I want to tell hon members that there is something we call ubuntu. Let us listen to our hearts, and let us understand the circumstances of those individuals. If you go into these facilities - and hon Selfe and I went to one of them - and you listen to these inmates, yes, some of them will tell you a lot of "spekstories" [lies] - they are angels; they never did anything wrong! Maar laat ek dit vir daardie mense vandag s - die ouens wat nog in die tjoekie sit, want ek weet hulle kyk na hierdie debat, of hulle sal dit sien - en dit is dat hier vir julle nou 'n voorbeeld is. Sorg dat julle julself regruk. Sorg dat julle julself voorberei vir die toekoms. Ek wil net vir daai outjies in Ceres se tronk s: Ek was daar. Ek het die ergste kru taal op hul arms getatoeer gesien. Ek durf nie oorvertel wat ek daar gehoor het nie. Dit beteken daardie ouens is so vrot in hul koppe dat as hulle uit die tronk kom - en goddank hulle is nie in die vrygestelde groepe nie - hulle die eerste vrou wat hul in die straat sien, sal gaan verkrag. Sulke erge kru taal het ek op hulle gesien. My boodskap aan hulle is: Maak 'n belydenis. Kom reg, kinders. Julle is ons kinders. Julle het die pad byster geraak. Om hemelsnaam, ruk julle reg en gaan die toekoms met moed en vertroue in. [Tyd verstreke.] Baie dankie, Voorsitter. [Applous.] (Translation of Afrikaans paragraph follows.)
[But allow me to say this to those people today - the people who are still behind bars, because I know they are watching this debate, or they will still see it - and here is an example for you. See to it that you pull yourselves together. See to it that you prepare yourselves for the future. I just want to tell those chaps in Ceres's prison: I was there. I saw the worst kind of crude language tattooed on their arms. I dare not repeat what I heard there. It means those guys have such rotten minds that when they are released from prison - and thank God they are not part of the freed groups - they will rape the first woman they come across in the street. Such is the vulgar language that I saw tattooed on them. My message to them is: Confess. Come right, children. You are our children. You have lost your way. For Heaven's sake, pull yourself together and meet the future with courage and confidence. [Time expired.] Thank you very much, Chairperson. [Applause.]]