Living in a culture which often seems to have a world view at odds with that in which I was raised, illustrates that one’s own values are not universal and that ‘absolute truth’ is only a fiction.

Not everyone is able to grasp this and it is sad to watch them impotently banging their head against breeze block walls hoping to make a crack. Even grasping this fact does not make it easy and there is always the hope that your own values will prevail.

Many of us foreigners have a difficult time particularly with the notions of truth and justice. It is sometimes impossible for us to step outside of the world we left behind and realise that none of these things are important in the way they were back home. Our attachment to the righteousness of these values makes us look like mad people raging against illusions.