Total Onslaught to Total Collapse

Dear Mr Mbeki 

A few hundred metres underground, a mining supervisor once showed me some dodgy looking supports.

"Aren't you going to replace them?" I asked.

"No", he replied. "They're all we've got. Hard to get replacement timbers. We'll just live with them for another year. Else this roof will collapse."

You can tell, sir, that this is a fictitious bit of nonsense. Much like your comment about South Africa collapsing into chaos without the ANC. Cooked in the same kitchen, so to speak. An equally dangerous fiction to believe.

We understand that it's hard to impossible to find good ANC stories. (The R350 ice cream empire one is dubious at best). It's like looking for something heartwarming in the horror section in a DVD rental store.

The liberation narrative you guys used to dine out on fizzled, when we realized that it was just a plantation name change. Different overseers. No whips. Still the plantation.

Everything that can be broken has been broken. That includes promises, oaths, laws, codes written and unwritten.

Everything that can be looted has been looted. We are left with clichès, songs, slogans and excuses. Bags of wind.  The only mystery that remains is: what will be broken and / or looted next?

That brings us to the oldest trick. Bring out the bogeyman. It used to be swart gevaar and rooi gevaar. From 'total onslaught' then to 'total collapse' now. Shameful.

You are now in the company of intellectual giants such as Jessie Duarte and Jacob Zuma, who also spun that hairy fairytale. We will treat it with the same reverence.

If the ANC can't get off its pendulous butt, let it die with some dignity. Leave off the whimpering and flatulent noises.

Yours in the struggle to wade through manure.

Richard 

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