That Sinking Feeling

To the tune of My Heart Will Go On

Looting corruption

We see you, we feel it

That is just the way you go on 

Scandals and rumours, commissions and hearings

You show you don't give a duck 

ANC, wherever you are

I believe that your kak will go on

Each time you open a door

It's an invite to steal a bit more 

And the plundering  goes on and on 

You can touch it one time

It's stuffed for a lifetime

And never will work anymore

ANC, wherever you are

I believe that your kak will go on

Each time you open a door

It's an invite to steal a bit more 

And the plundering  goes on and on 

You're think there's nothing to fear

And you think that this kak  will go on

We' won't stay forever this way

You are not safe amymore 

And your kak won't go on and on 

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Economic Freedom Fighter

Dear Bankers and Other Creditors 

You know that you are eternally in my waking thoughts.   You will be pleased to know that I even have the occasional sleepless night in your honour.

A looming national disaster, however, has nudged tbis preoccupation  aside. Unbelievable though that may sound. A knowledgeable financial person tweeted that our national debt is in the trillions. At least it looked like trillions to me -  a string of numbers  with the potential to paralyze Mr Zuma.  

Someone kindly simplified by explaining that every man, woman, child (and, I assume, those with unusual pronouns) in South Africa  is in debt to the tune of some R68 000 or so.

As seasoned business people, you know all about prioritising, eighty  / twenty principle and other impressive sounding stuff.  You will therefore understand that my first duty is to service my share of the national debt.

Should you not hear from me going forward, please know that I am manfully doing my duty as an economic freedom fighter for South Africa. It is a time to put aside those things that divide us - debts and suchlike. "In this time of great peril", the small stuff needs to be stuffed into a mattress or sofa while we get on with saving the country.

Please remember that, in terms of Einstein's theory of relativity,  our little matter is but a mote of dust compared to the country's burden. Shall we, in the edited words of the Danish prince, discard it altogether?

Banking on your maturity, broad outlook and patriotism. 

Yours in the epic struggle against strangulating debt.

Richard

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The Dark Side

Dear Fellow South Africans 

Dark forces wrote the letter alleging vote buying during the ANC shindig. 

According to a KZN ANC person, there were fake, false, faceless people behind this bit of skulduggery. Great alliteration. 

It doesn't get falser than that.

Asked if the province would investigate, a Mr Mtolo said:

"We normally do not engage in things that don't exist". (Just occasionally?).

"We do not chase ghosts", he added. Wise approach. They are very elusive, according to informed sources.

Prior to this, a newspaper article told of the 'damning vote buying' letter. The ANC's electoral commission has remained silent over the 'alarming' allegations, said the article. Is there an ever-so-slightly accusatory note here?  A hint of righteous or unrighteous indignation? Methinks the journo doth protest too much? Perhaps I'm being hypersensitive. 

After the dark forces revelation, a follow-up article spoke of 'Confusion as delegate distances himself....'.  One way to avoid confusion is to check. (Remember the decuplets?).  Or has that part been dropped from journalism 101?

Was there some haste to get the juicy tidbit to the presses? 

I did come away with some interesting points to ponder;

1. Star Wars is not just fiction. There are dark forces out there.  In addition to the usual dark force stuff, they also write letters.

2. I need to read newspaper articles carefully. Truth may not necessarily be the holy grail for every journalist.  A sad, sobering realisation.

3. Beware of letters from dark forces. I received a letter from someone purporting to be a creditor's lawyer. The aggressive tone and misuse of apostrophes convinced me that it was one of those dark forces letters. Taking a leaf out of Mr Mtolo's book, I replied that I do not engage in things that do not exist. Nor do I chase ghosts, I added. That should take care of that.

Now, to business. Is vote buying season still open? I am not an ANC member but have many friends who are. I am open to doing some lobbying, if rates are market-related. 

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Yours in the struggle for transparency and fair remuneration.

Richard

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Limericks For Africa

As we stumble and scuffle our way to 2023:

A famous statesman named Zuma

Had a helluva sense of humour

Around him swirled scandal and rumour

But he didn't care and turned not a hair

As he answered 'heh, heh, heh, heh.

A prominent SG named Ace

Was booted out of his place

He's vanished from sight

And try as he might

He just can't get back in the race

A president named Ramaphosa 

Allegedly did up a sofa

The country went nuts

With yohs, ifs and buts

And some said he was mafiosa

There was a  young lady named Dudu 

Who handled Twitter like voodoo

Some were enraged and with insults engaged

But you might as well cuss at a kudu

A minister named Mbalula 

Who couldn't have thought himself cooler

While the roads went to hell

The railroad as well

And  ghost workers chowed up the moolah 

A minister named Sisulu

Waba nenkinga enkulu

She sought the solution

In a palace revolution 

But lacked a strong constitution 

A certain minister, Cele

Like smoking hot pele pele

Chased down smokers and dop

Gave surfers the chop

But real criminals: Oh, what a flop

There was a grootman named Gwede

Who said: "Green energy, merde!"

Give me karpowerships 

Load up coal to the tips

And I'll light us from here to Cape Verde 

A minister greatly inspired

A monument mighty desired

But the people went mad

It turned ugly and bad

As they yelled: "Of your k..k we are tired"

A minister startled the Swiss

And drove them into a fever

She flew over Paris 

Gave their country a miss

Yet somehow touched down in Geneva

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Zuma vs Zuma

 Dear Mr Zuma 

I trust that regular swims in the firepool and bracing dance routines are keeping you fit and in unfailing good humour. 

Your enemies in Stratcom, WMC and the CIA, even in this season of peace and goodwill, are hard at their dirty work. My reasonable duty is to warn you, lest Mr Fraser and Mr Manyi have been lulled into lethargy by helpings of turkey and brandy-soaked fruitcake.

An excerpt from the cheeky utterances of someone from the Zuma group of restaurants:

“Zuma is not affiliated or connected with the Durban restaurant in any manner,” the statement read.

Well, thank goodness for that.

“A dispute is in progress between Zuma and the Durban restaurant and Zuma plans to take legal action regarding the trademark.”

It's a bit confusing as to which Zuma plans to take legal action. If not you, sir, I suggest that you engage Mr Mpofu without delay. This is a thinly veiled attack on your former-presidential self. How dare they talk of legal action? Did they seek permission to use your family name? A name that surely rolled off tongues through many centuries. A Zuma must have been present at iSandlwana, administering spear thrusts to assorted redcoats. Or perhaps supervising from a strategically located hilltop. Long before that, too. And they have the barefaced cheek to say that 'Zuma was co-founded in 2002 and Zuma London, the first restaurant to open, remained the brand’s home base.'

It would not surprise me to learn that there are ancient links between the Aztec Zumas and your esteemed family. It's not inconceivable  that one or the other group went slightly off course during a fishing or hunting expedition and landed on the shores of the other. Your bearing and features have often had me wondering. Apparently, the Aztec name Zuma means Lord Frowns In Anger and I imagine that you are, even now, frowning in anger at the insolence of these upstarts.

Sir, I suggest that you register the Msholozi trademark soonest, before Msholozi Restaurant chains spring up in Melbourne, Paris and Tokyo. Just yesterday, I heard a mall Santa going 'Heh, Heh, Heh' instead of 'Ho, Ho, Ho'. You need to register that trademark chuckle, too.

The offending article went on to say that:

'In 2022, Zuma opened a first-of-its-kind lifestyle concept in Mykonos, offering a wider day-to-night experience for guests including DJ sets, a chic infinity pool, floating pool beds and multiple menus for lunch, sunset bites and dinner.'

Let them beat this: In 2009, Mr Zuma opened a first-of-its-kind political comedy concept, offering a wider entertainment experience for all South Africans, including dancing, a unique firepool and multiple high jinks on any given day  No contest.

The Zuma brand is unique and valuable. Your daughter knows this. I would not allow this brazen hijacking thereof.

Yours in the struggle for trademark protection.

Richard

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The Battle Of Buffalo

 From the journals of Lord McKaiser, Supreme Commander of the armies of Ahritee:

"We camp this night on the eastern bank of the River Ankol. Our wounded stir and mutter in their restless sleep. It is with a heavy heart that I chronicle, before the campfire, the fortunes of our campaign.

But five days before this gloom-filled night, we crossed this selfsame river, riding and marching west. Our hearts were lifted as high as the brave standards,  fluttering in the breeze. The blessings of the bishop Chambè were in our hearts, a song of war upon our lips. The Ankolites would taste, e're many days, the wrath and vengeance of Ahritee.

We made camp on the western bank. The old general, Lord Jayzee, with tales of battles past and warlike songs and dance did strengthen and encourage our hearts. 

Upon the plain of Buffalo, the Ankolites stood in array. Chief of our foes,  Cyrus The Cautious, his chariot to the rear, had neither smile nor frown upon his face. 

"Mark well the king", I commanded our generals.  "When we take him, this day's work is done."

The legion of the Northwest, having deserted their liege lord, had added to our numbers. Strife, treachery and confusion were in the camp of the enemy. All augured well for victory.

And indeed we pressed the foe sore. Fear was in their eyes and pallor on their brows.  Alas, when victory was but a hand's-breadth away, the battle turned. I know not by what trickery or evil spells, for in the heat and dust of battle, there is much confusion.  Some say that swords  were bought with gold. Be that as it may, though we carved a bloody path to Cyrus, a Mantashite warrior shielded him from our keen blades. His girth was that of two stout men. He smote many of our valiant warriors, bellowing oaths and curses in a voice like a brass instrument.

And so, the day was lost, for all the valour of our gallant men. I fear that the wounded may not see another sunrise. Captain Dirko lies among them. Even our gallant warrior women, Lady Endazed and Princess Lianda, were sore wounded. 

We ride and march at dawn for Castle Incandescent. There is much planning to be done, for surely, even now,  Cyrus unleashes the legions of The Hawks and The Serpents to wreak bloody vengeance.

More sorrows follow. A messenger come lately from the city of Durb-Ann, tells that the Lady Dodia, stricken with grief, will neither eat nor drink, but cries out, without ceasing: "Treachery, Oh Treachery".  It may hap that her good father, Lord Jayzee, can soothe her wounded spirit with song and dance (for he has the gift of healing music). 

All may yet be well. We must believe."

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Comfort And Joy And The ANC

Dear ANC Top Guys 

What a jolly Christmas do. You guys know how to have fun. You are not called the Party for nothing.

On TV news, I caught what I assumed was your year-end bash. I tuned in a bit late. I love the singing. Nice variation on  the old Christmas carols.  I caught a great tune about 'Buya Ramaphosa' or something. There was another along the lines of 'Hamba Ramaphosa'. I guess the songwriter was exploring all the creative options.  Is there any chance of getting the lyrics?  I'm thinking of working the songs into our next caroling outing. So lively and full of joyous sentiments.

The dancing was equally captivating. I found myself doing a couple of lively steps to 'Wena Zweli uyaz'. I'm not sure what it is that Zweli knows but it's bound to be good stuff,  if the rhythm is anything to go by.  I just wished that Mr Zuma would get into the spirit of things a little. He looked a bit morose. Perhaps that haunting tune 'Akabuyi' (he is not coming back) triggered some nostalgia.

That well proportioned chap with a deep, gravelly voice makes a great Santa. Just  that his Ho, Ho, Ho sounded more like No, No, No.  

I did not get to see the grub but I'm sure that it was of the same high standard as the entertainment. A friend told me that the Party is no slouch when it comes to eating. He said it with an enigmatic smile but he's always been one of those with clever tendencies. Anyway, I'm sure that your entertainment budget is as healthy as your wages and salaries budget.

Nothing like a good Christmas bash to take one's mind off unemployment, crime, blackouts, corruption and other woes. 

And I know that you were eating and drinking on behalf of every South African. Some of us have small appetites but please don't let that hinder you. 

In the spirit of the season, here's a tune for you, cannibalized, with apologies to the relevant artists:

God rest ye merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember 2024
Is still quite far away
There's time enough to bring those back
Who might have gone astray
With tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy

Yours in the struggle for epic Christmas bashes.

Richard

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