Whatshot
What's the issue?
What's the issue?
Date: 2013-04-26
So armed with my sense of humour, you can imagine how I laughed my head off when Minister Pule shot her mouth off at a press conference about the set top boxes tender scramble. Here is abuse of position and office in the face of alledged doruption and boyfriend, befriending nepotism. Wahahahahahaha! So funny to watch how Pule walks into the spiders trap of her own making.
Lets get back on purpose and follow the money. Where did it go As I roll on the floor laughing my arse off, to coin a phrase, the story of the DA's response to our governments latest version of their Industrial Policy Action Plan, unfortunately acronymed IPAP.
As the tears of gut wrenching laughter puddle on the floor over Pule's blunderings, Wilmot James' quote "It is a dissipated, fragmented waste of taxpayers' money, because it's unfocused, undirected and it doesn't get to the heart of the problem," using terms like "heavy handed state intervention," had my clown mind anticipating the shenanigans of this next act in the drama of our governmental administration. My laughter slowed a little.
Imagine how my belly shook as I saw the Vier Kleur on the front page of the Mail and Guardian with the ANC logo right slap bang where the Union Jack, the Republic of The Orange Free State flag and the South African Republic, Transvaal flag used to sit. I was funny how the DA was comparing the ANC to the old apartheid government, but as I read the similarities, my laughter slowed a little more.
When I read about Dr. Death's court case being postponed, Malema's contempt charge being dropped off the role and his case being postponed, my laughter was being forced.
My tears of mirth dried up very quickly when I watched the video of gangs on woonga, goofed out of their minds, stabbing and robbing residents in their homes. Dammit. I had a total sense of humour failure. The disgusting murder of an elderly man for his electronic goods and some cash changed my mirth to wrath.
It didn't take long for my head to sink into my hands and my sobs of shame and disdain to wrack my ribcage as I read further about how corruption and fraud is draining our economy and leading us to a wasteland of a future.
Then a low aching moan began deep in the pit of my stomach as I heard about the total misrepresentation of the human race by all its leaders. The wars, the banksters, the pollutants and the pigs who are leading our world into the darkness while paying themselves billions of dollars as reward.