I am a hero. Yeah, I am.

Blood donation is such an important part of our modern lives, and yet so many people shy away from it because they’re squeamish, or don’t like blood or are just plain lazy. Unfortunately, that isn’t good enough. Joan Osborne 'Pensacola'


Donating blood once can save up to 3 people’s lives. 3 people. That’s a lot of lives to save by a simple 15 minute act of selflessness. Plus, there is free coke and cookies (yay) and really nice smiley nurses to make you feel a little better. More than that is the thought that the next child who is in a car accident can have my blood to save his life. It’s fairly inspiring stuff and it should motivate all of us to just get out there and do some good.

That said, there is a disturbing element of creepiness to the whole affair. Ultimately, there is a group of humans being herded together in a long queue to donate blood. We are milked for our life force like cattle. In fact, the Stellenbosch blood drive is called ‘The Big Bleed’. Hooking yourself up to a sucking machine to bleed out seems to hail back to medieval leeching treatments. If I didn’t know better, and I am beginning to think I don’t, I could consider a conspiracy theory about humans being farmed for darker purposes. Perhaps I watch too much sci-fi…Daybreakers

Maybe they should change it from the ‘Big Bleed’ to ‘Dexter’s Playground’?