Dear Mr Zuma
You used, indeed coined, the word 'meandos' during a parliamentary debate and endured some scandalous mockery.
Sir, this is so unfair. People clamour for leaders to be creative. You were wonderfully creative with numbers. Now you have moved on to words; a natural, logical progression. Besides, meandos is a fine word, vowels and consonants all in the right places. Most importantly, the word does exist.
In the dim recesses of the history section of the Germiston library (where I suspect that things other than reading are done), I found an account by the explorer Gonzales, of his journey through the Amazon. I quote:
"We sat cross-legged on the floor of a native hut and partook of the repast which they generously provided. It consisted of a not unpalatable game stew and a fruit hitherto unknown to us. Leathery of skin, with an insubstantial, pulpy mass within, the natives called the fruit meandos. It is found at the very top of the giant meandos tree and served on high ceremonial occasions. I am resolved to present this strange fruit to Her Majesty, as well as the green leaves which the natives set on fire and inhale. Indeed, on following the native custom, I was filled with unaccustomed mirth at the sight of Sergeant Nunez's bulbous nose. Doubtless, Her Majesty will be much amused...."
There you are, Mr President. Should anyone again fling meandos at you, you can hurl them back with gay abandon.
Yours in the quest for fresh meandos.
Richard
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