We’ll stand by you Oscar
In the dank, stark room, the sun spills through the window to pick out the man who sits defiantly on a ransacked crate. The light gently cups his cheek before travelling down to illuminate the muscular contours of the formidable upper body that somehow manages to put those infamous legs in the shade. This image, more than any other, captures all you need to know about Oscar Pistorius.
The psychological depth of the photograph defies the conventional image we have of the Blade Runner and is almost shocking to those of us used to being bowled over by his humility and winsome smile. Here, there is no concession to the sweet politeness he is renowned for. Gone is the mask of sporting fame. Instead what you see is a warrior returned from the battlefield, his armour cast aside, his body battered and bruised. He stares directly at the camera, defiance masking a certain boyish vulnerability, his brow furrowed, his upper body so muscular he looks like Atlas, able to hold up the world.
This is what you get when you cast aside the mask of Oscar’s superhuman alias and he once more becomes a mortal man. And somehow he looks more formidable on stumps than he does wearing his prostheses. Naked yet indomitable, powerful without losing any of his masculinity. Though such nakedness should render vulnerability and innocence, here it also portrays strength and wisdom. Oscar’s muscles are alert even in stillness, showing that the superhuman-ness of him doesn’t end when he leaves the track; it is not dependent on victory or the flattery of an adoring crowd, rather it is innate and eternal, part of his very being. Even seated, he fills the room. This is a man at peace with his own body and its abilities. There are no ostentatious medals on display, no fancy clothes or displays of wealth and fame. Just those beautiful swollen stumps, the brute honest evidence of his craft.
One can almost imagine that his medals and his blades are in the crate that he sits on, tossed in without much care, for what are they but carbon-fiber and bits of metal and ribbon. Meanwhile, the golden glow of sunlight bathes his chest, giving the impression that Oscar himself is the winning medal, highlighting the abdominals and upper arms that are responsible for driving the legs. His battle-scars are life-victories. His decency and grace an integral part of his higher fame.
The room is furnished only with Oscar. But what should be a stark photograph is instead one filled with grandeur. For Oscar doesn’t merely dwell in the realm of courage and inspiration, he is the master of it. Stripped bare, he remains the man we know him to be: decent and humble, endearing and noble. He is not ashamed to show himself at his most vulnerable, is not too proud to let you see him in this achingly fragile state. He invites you to see him at his most unguarded and defenceless, that others might draw strength from witnessing his haunting vulnerability. Think about that before you judge him. For that’s where the true heroism and bravery lies.
It is why we believe in him and will support him to the end.
With much love,
Laura and Carly
photo: Warren van Rensburg
“The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.”
~ Elisabeth Kübler-Ross
Another day and another week.
May The Lord’s precious promises bring you strength for today and hope for tomorrow.
Ann Tilana Louw
God will never leave you alone.
My sympathy also for your and Reevas family.
You are only human so therefore it is not an embarrassment that you show all your emotions and it is your open and loving heart that guides us to comfort and protect you more than ever.
Your tender conscience combined with your sensitivity and empathy leads us to your beautiful soul that we will always love.
Your work as an ambassador and mentor for people with disability makes you the great humanitarian we will support without fear and prejudices.
I will be at your side whenever you need me.
Lots of Love
I believe in my heart that you’re innocent.
I pray for you that God wil prove your innocence and that He will help you through all of this.
I’m thinking of you. My heart goes out to you.
Take care of yourself
Hi Oscar ,
if you ever happen to read this I just wanted to say stay strong and hang in there.
Remember there’s always a rainbow after a bad storm.
You are and will always be loved by many.