when is it going to be enough?

i havent read the newspaper in a few days, just simply not having time to sit down and read the stories, and to be honest, sometimes i hate doing so and resist it because its all depressing, awful and ruins my day. its stories like this that do it: 2 people, actor Brett Goldin (from Crazy Monkey) and fashion designer friend, Richard Bloom, were murdered for what seems like their car and their credit cards over the weekend in cape town. the suspects who alledgedly did range in age from 20 to 25 years old. what the fuck? two friends leave a party before midnight, and turn up a day later, naked and with a bullet in their heads dumped on the side of the road; and all of this for a credit card?! jesus when is this going to end? i have a deep love, respect and admiration for this country, im proud to have been born and raised here, until i hear stories like that. you dont do something as gruesome, murderous and sick as that because you are poor and destitute. what makes you tick if you can do that at 20 yrs old and justify it, because you now have some guys credit card? its not even that i want to see the guys pay for what they did, that they must be prosecuted, but rather my point is how the fuck can this happen in the first place? what kind of society have we created that events like this occur?
this is in a new league; this is lawlessness, and there seems to be very little done to stop it, prevent it, or fight against it. im amazed that we, as south african, are so quiet about this; it happens all the time, yes, but when are we actually going to scream out loudly that this cannot happen anymore, that it has to stop? no, instead, the country goes to the polls and vote the same broken and failing party back into power, if they bothered to vote in the first place. im amazed that people arent in the streets, causing massive civil unrest and noise demanding that the system improves, demanding that this changes before we decend into complete choas and anarchy. christ im sick of this. its awful. im sick of hearing horror stories as part of our everyday lives. and i had to vent. condolensences to the families and friends. i dont know what i would do.