Dear Mr Trump
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Dear Mr Trump
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Dear Honourable Dudu
Dear Ms Sambudla-Zuma
I wholly empathize.
I could have been a brain surgeon had it not been for Apartheid. Laziness might have played a small part but that's also because of Apartheid. I suppose that I could have worked harder at the science subjects at school but let's not split hairs. As the song, 'That's Apartheid', says:
"When the stuff hits the fan,
Guess who'll carry the can,
It's Apartheid...."
Perhaps it's not altogether a bad thing, as there's not much demand for brain surgery in South Africa. Judging by the actions and utterances of many South African public figures and their numerous groupies, many, many brains are as good as new - unused. But then again, I could have been a brilliant legal eagle like Mr Dali Mpofu, who would have been knocking them out of the park, were it not for Roman Dutch law. And the judiciary. And, of course, Apartheid.
It's hard work thinking critically, taking responsibility and being honest with oneself. I'm so glad that there's Apartheid to fall back on. It just makes life so simple. That does remind me of another song (tune of 'Love is all Around me'):
I feel it in my fingers
I feel it in my toes
Apartheid all around me
And so the feeling goes
Ooh, it's blowing in the wind
It's everywhere I go
You break your promise to me
And I break mine to you
Apartheid is the reason
There's nothing I can do
Your fellow Zuma praise singer, Prof Moyo, frequently voids his bow..., pardon, brainwaves, on X. Here's a recent offering:
"President Zuma is truly admirable for his ability to forgive, often extending grace even before it's requested. His daily life echoes the teachings of Jesus, as exemplified in the words: “Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.”
President Zuma supported Drip and even after the owner wished him assassination. The President of the people is now working with politicians who insulted him, he simply moved past propaganda. The ethical President Zuma will even give hugs to those who wrote rubbish about him. He sees the bigger picture: It’s about the emancipation of the people and not himself. What kind of a man is this? Indeed Gods greatest gift to SA."
Only true leaders move past slander and hate, focusing instead on unity, progress, and building a future that benefits everyone."
It was an epic struggle to read the entire masterpiece. So hard to concentrate when each line has one howling with disbelieving laughter.
One thing that Apartheid has not succeeded in is to diminish our South African talent for:
1. Talking kak
2. Gleefully inhaling every particle of kak spoken by our heroes
3. Zealously regurgitating said particles of dessicated kak
I am grateful to you, Honourable Daughter, Mr Lesufi and others, who relentlessly hunt down Apartheid in the dark alleyways in which he lurks. Your efforts remind me of the work of Simon Wiesenthal, nazi hunter. I am confident that we will reap the fruits of your heroic labours as crime, homelessness and unemployment become a bad memory because of your work. And the repo rate does whatever is best for the people.
Yours in the unrelenting struggle against Apartheid.
Richard
A tweet from the Honourable Daughter:
Like many of you, I reluctantly left the warm embrace of Durban's humidity some years ago. I returned recently to find the city much changed. Looking for West Street, I walked up and down Dr Pixley ka Seme street for hours. Then I remembered that we have discarded such relics of colonialism as the English names for the four compass points. And of course we are currently freeing ourselves from the equally cloying embrace of the neo-colonialist West. Our new comrades may not offer as much trade as the old, but they do offer good vodka, warm comradeship and other important intangibles, vital for life, liberty and the pursuit of elusive happiness.
Go stealthily amid the noise and the haste, and remember what joy there may be in looting . As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all victims......
Avoid honest and ethical persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare your loot with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser looters than yourself.
Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the kleptoverse no less than the thieves and the tsotsis; you have a right to be here...