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Soweto’s Most Humble Giant…..A Tribute!

January 10, 2013 in Uncategorized

Time Magazine called the 86 year old in their 2007 feature, Retail Renegade…as someone who defied all odds stacked against him by the apartheid regime; to virtually make it impossible for him to conduct business in the country of his birth. The government of the day refused this Soweto giant, a license to open his first shop, even after Tambo and Mandela Law Firm tried their best to get him licensed….the apartheid agents were bent on proving their racist myth that a black man is not capable of running a successful business. Despite all the evil efforts and racial draconian laws couldn’t keep the good man down! This Giant kept on keeping on, and went on conquering to conquer…

To me, this giant, is not just an ordinary South African…here is a man who fought apartheid from a different front; he didn’t pick up conventional struggle arms, didn’t opt to go into exile. He stayed put and kept his feet on the ground, he believed in the Soweto Dream for which he fought so bravely.  South Africa, here’s the man, a visionary and Soweto’s most humble business Guru….a man after the order and stature of Biko, Sobukwe, Mandela, Tutu, Motlana, Plaatjie: a man after the order of the founding fathers of Soweto! That man, this Giant is Richard Maponya….Soweto’s most humble Giant and the most successful business mogul; not only in Soweto but in the rest of the Republic and throughout Africa!

Now, I am not the one given to following populist leaders nor dare wear any t-shirts bearing faces of uncanny politicians, claiming all sorts of affection for me in order to seduce my vote. No, I am not so gullible; and certainly not a praise singer for some cynical political honchos, a very tough customer! Richard Maponya’s face is one of the few t-shirts I am prepared to wear and display with pride; for the world to see. Here is the man, who’s done so much for Soweto people, a man who deserves the status of the gods; a true entrepreneur and a self-made, hard-working millionaire…if there was a song that went: “I will kill for Maponya!”  Most definitely, I’d take part and sing it with all my heart!

Richard Maponya supported by his equally hard-working and dedicated late wife, Marina…single-handedly transformed Soweto into one of the fastest growing metropolis in South Africa. Celebrate the man for what he’s done for the people of Soweto; thousands have permanent jobs in and around Soweto because of Richard Maponya’s Dream for Soweto…Against all odds and without BEE enablement, Richard Maponya has made it to the top and took the rest of Soweto suburb with him. To all the enlightened Sowetans like me, Soweto is synonymous and rhymes with the name: Richard Maponya…I salute the Humble Giant of Soweto; every household in Soweto should hang a portrait bearing the face of Richard Maponya cause he deserves that respect!

By powers vested on the Queen of England, and on behalf of the Royal House of England after the order of the Queen, Her Royal Highness: after the order of Biko, Sobukwe, Mandela, Tutu, Motlana and Plaatjie; hereby anoint you, Richard Maponya on behalf of the Knighthood powers vested on the Queen, Her Royal Highness…I knight you, Sir Richard Maponya! Sir Richard Maponya, I celebrate and salute you…thank you for being the inspiration that you are, like no other; I worship the ground you walk on! God shine his light, make his face shine on you and bless you with long life…may you live to over 100 years younger! Celebrate the man Soweto; celebrate one of the greatest sons of the soil.

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Love Conundrum!

October 23, 2012 in Uncategorized

Falling for each other was;

very mutual and magic.

No doubt about that!

I always looked forward

to make you feel like a woman that you are:

despite the disconnection…

After eight months,

My heart tells me to give up trying.

I am a prisoner to my own heart!

The outlook affords me

No hope at all….

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Idols Winners: A mirage of drifting Illusion!

September 16, 2012 in Uncategorized

Sitting and relaxing lazily this Sunday afternoon, reclining in my sofa without a care in the world; I’m watching SA Idols and I’m thinking…wow fame and success are two of the most misunderstood words in the entertainment industry. The competition is winding down to top 4 this season, and the countdown is speeding down to one; soon there’ll be lots and lots of tears from parents who believe their “talented” kids were short-changed! Believe me I’m no fan to Idols, I just bump into the programme since members of my family like the show; I cannot make similar claim when it comes to my position. I am forever amazed at how the finalists make similar assertion and agree unanimously, when it comes to one’s success, to always believe in one’s dream; no matter what happens or whatever obstacles may lie on their way! Like Cindarella in the midnight hour, they can’t believe how their simple lives have turned over night into this “accentuated celebrity” status; right before their eyes and on Live TV!! The whole country watching, their families, friends, colleagues, neighbours and foes. It can’t be real….and…suddenly.

The top finalists begin to become occupied with themselves in their thoughts and in their dreams, out of billions of world’s population, they see nobody else but themselves; sitting on top of the world and having everyone feeding off their superstarred hands! What ifs and If I only coulds, give them sleepless nights…pressure from their families and well-wishers mount day by day, and the burden gets heavier for their fragile shoulders. And, as if this was not enough, they still have to face their determined panel of judges who are paid thousands of rands to be mean and rough, as rough can be during each episode of their grilling. Not forgetting the sometimes hostile and nerve-wrecking crowds; these guys are still expected to show up with a smile and without a single pinch of stage fright or jittering! As finalists, like all mortals, the would-be-idols can only affix their eyes on the big prize, celebrity status, loaded first prize and a big recording contract…it’s a dream startup even some of them would oblige to agree that they have never ever had a dream like this even in their early childhood. Wow! If there’s any setup in life to catapult one into super stardom and celebrity success…set me up. Pick Me!!

I’m not sure when did SA Idols begin, I stand corrected, it could be a decade since the first Idols were held in this country. Ever since the first day, Idols were introduced and founded in America; the success rate of yesteryear Idols winners in the real world, real markert, can never be equated with the hype that preceeds every new season; it’s almost like people have never seen an episode before. Nobody cares to scroll back five or ten years back and take inventory of the trail of broken hearts and deferred dreams Idols Promise leaves behind its wake of fame. Idols comes to town with much applomb and such energy, mesmerising all the simple minds (contestants) and leaving them in a dizzy height; with no guarantee to bring them back to their natural simple and usual selves. This to me as a sensitive viewer, to put it mildly: is a mirage of a forever drifting illusion…Idols bring the dream of becoming an overnight superstar so close, the finalists could almost hug their own dream as one hugs themselves in front of a mirror! Imagine a dazed, sun-scorched tired man, dragging his dehydrated body in a simmering hot desert…from a distant over some desert dunes, sees something that appears like a pool of water. He runs towards this pool with all of his might and, ready to plunge himself into this amazing find, illusive waterhole…and, seconds later, splash and thuds, he lands heavily face first into hot desert sands….what did he see? A mirage, illusion of what he was dreaming for… to him, water everywhere becomes water nowhere!

In my own statistics (no questions asked please), yester year winners of the past decade hardly amounts for a rickety and wobbly 1% in the whole entertainment music industry; when it comes to real substantive success! We can hardly see no former Idol winner standing or still standing, with the same amount of aplomb and sheer celibrity bravado with which they were originally launched paded; say, going back at least five years back! Recording companies have had their cuts from the guaranteed capital, delivered on their tendered promise by releasing and cutting the first CD for the winners. They all look forward to visit local music stores to hear the ching ching from all the cash registers dishing out their on-demand albums, after all, failure is no option here; the noble judges have confirmed their “talented chosen ones” and the public voted with their feet of approval…what else there is to do? The market has been tested through and through and made ready to slash their hard-earned money on this guaranteed product: The Idol Winner…

During the campaign stages, the would-be Idols finalists have the most amazing support from the public, the event organisers who even drive them around in limos, back to their humble neighbourhood and present them as superstars who have seen better days of success. Suddenly, everyone wants to touch them and pose with them for pictures…they almost get the same celibrity status like the now forgotten kids from the dot com millionairs of year 2000 and earlier. No hard work required, just horn your voice and be ready to perform and, if you win, you’ll be riding on the wave of success for the rest of your life. Success Guaranteed! How convenient?

When it comes to reality, the market decides otherwise and always to the contrary, suddenly, the once most loved Idol cannot fathom what really went wrong; when everything was looking bright, his/her first debut album never takes off the shelves..despite all the media and TV adverts that keep reminding the people (Idols fanatical crowds) not to forget the promise to buy their music in order to make the Idol’s dream come true…Can you hear the ching ching from the tills rolling out the amazing CD release of the most talked about Idol winner, after all, everybody knows this guaranteed product, please people don’t be jealous now…buy this crap CD! I don’t know about anybody else, but as for me, myself and I, I choose to stick to my Barry White, my Stimela, my Soul Brothers, my Black Mambazo, my Zahara, my DeLazy, etc, but Idols! For the Idol Winner, success remains only a mirage of drifting illusion…Talent can never be bought nor success guaranteed in real life and in real world, because most people tend to think otherewise and carefuly when it comes down to the wire of spending their hard-earned rand on hyped Idols!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Democracy is more about Equal Rights than Privileges!

September 16, 2012 in Uncategorized

A once off casual visit to a Grade 2 dictionary would have saved our First Citizen from embarrassing himself in front of the world cameras again last week; when he thought he was giving the opposition a lecture of their lives. I cannot believe it, for the of life me, as an ordinary law-abiding citizen and tax-paying hard worker; that we have in president Zuma, a man entrusted with so much responsibility of representing all of us as a united country to the world, to say flippant things like that in Parliament! Shocking indeed…to even see those ANC MP’s laughing at the opposition like drunk cowboys in a bar, as if Zama’s utterings were factually correct; left me worried sick.

There is a vast difference between Rights and Privileges, Zuma and his ANC clowns should have known better than the opposition…Tata must have been deeply saddened by that news clip. Here we have a president in Zuma who cannot differentiate between rights and privileges, blabbing utter nonsense in our Parliament to the approval of equally-foolish ANC MP’s, unashamedly applauded Zuma for assaulting our Democracy! I will not waste your reader’s time Mr Editor, by quoting the obvious meaning for the two opposite words: rights and privileges; even our Constitution clarifies the difference for us, common people. Pity that Mr President and his ANC caucus have never taken time off to read our Constitution and learn to define democracy instead of wasting Parliament time, bragging about things they don’t understand.

Like most sensible people in this country, I cringe every time the President opens his mouth too wide and don’t know when to stop and shut up, before he shoots himself in his foot again. It has not occurred to Zuma after more than two years on helm as a first citizen, that his words are not just ordinary like common people; they carry life and death, peace and war! Please remind yourself next time you open your mouth, that you represent South Africa, the country and not just ANC (Kgotso House), you’re speaking on all our behalf as citizens, including the Opposition Parties, you and your ANC so loath. They have the same rights as equal citizens of this country, no less than your beloved ANC; the real difference is the fact that, you and your ANC have more privileges than all the opposition parties combined, to get to the cookie jar before everyone else with the door shut behind. Sorry Mr President, no second term for you, you have just failed a basic test of understanding and defining the most important noun, a corner stone of our Freedom: Democracy!

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My humble advice to Benni McCarthy

September 16, 2012 in Uncategorized

 

I don’t see Benni completing this season, the man is  finished, I saw him dragging his heavy body like a cheetah drags a prey during  his last game…he simply can’t run. And, as long as there are no crosses from  the flanks, Benni can’t simply play; especially when he is tightly marked.  Pirates are making a big mistake by building the team’s success around Benni;  overseas teams shunned him for the obvious reason.

The man is past his sell by  date! You’ve made your history Benni, and we still remember so passionately,  the 4 goals you scored in the AFCON finals; to us South Africans, you remain one  of the greats in the world of football. Forget playing full time soccer, think  business. If you still want to run a little, then take my advice below.
I  suggest Benni joins a smaller club in PSL if he wants to have a piece of  mind…stay away from big teams, they will depress him and drive him to the  bottle.

He’s not playing for money anymore, has nothing to prove or achieve;  therefore, why waste your used up energy anyway at Pirates! Join a small team,  and just mellow up and wind down in your twilight years…you made your history  and mark in the world of football, save yourself unnecessary embarrassment, and  retire gracefully, playing in a smaller team will do you a world of good!

Take  my advice..

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NEW SOUTH AFRICA MEMOIRS (PART 1)

June 28, 2012 in Uncategorized

Once the radical groups were kept in check, SA was able to move forward, not fast enough but, very precariously. Who can forget the day at Kempton Park, when Bishop Tutu was given a very hot clap by the members of AWB who broke into CODESA convention using their tractors, breaking through the glass walls? It was so dramatic to watch these lunatics on TV, many South Africans thought this was a sign of a civil war knocking at our doors. We thank God for the sanity that prevailed, the credible leadership of the day, stood together, both black and white; and never backed down from the proposed new SA Democracy! This was our turning point.

At this point, I’d like to jog some memories of how the New SA began or was born! I still remember so vividly, how caring South Africans from both side of the divide, stood together and held hands. Most people were positive about the outcomes of these talks, even when they broke down at times, some groups threatened to boycott these talks, others completely remained out in the cold in order to make their grand stand and spewed their bile, how these talks would fail and be confined in the scrapheap of our history! There were days where calls were made to all South Africans, during lunch breaks, to take a moment, go out on the streets and hold hands in prayer. These calls were a huge success! I still remember how we used to take these breaks, go outside, hold hands in all our rainbow colours, with one concern and dream, to attain a peaceful transition and democracy in our country. People of all faiths, joined these calls and made a stand, opposed all the evil radical elements trying to distract the right focus for SA. Unity is power!!!

Somewhere in between these lines, I will reflect back on one of the greatest turning point in the political history of this country; how white people voted with their feet in a “yes” or “no” Referendum for a democratic change in SA. I was still new in the job market, I took real interest in this Referendum that I even kept all the voting results of all the cities. I am proud to say, I still have these results in my possession…it is splendid to notice how the majority of white people voted in favour of the changes that we now see at work in our country. What is your point, so you ask? I am trying to remind all those who care to remember, that sometimes, it is very important to give credit where credit is due. As a black man, I am saying to you today under a democratically elected black government in SA; that, all this noise of white racism made in particular by the ANC leaders, is quite disturbing and very unfortunate! I believe that racism will always stay with us through the end of time…check it out, countries that have had democracy for some 60 and more years, are still grappling with it! It is not worth our time and money, to be always pointing fingers at racism as if it were mysterious and elusive Big Foot somewhere in the wild American planes. We cannot fight racism, but we can address issues that divide us as people and common citizens of this country.

Our founding fathers (term is debatable) of our democracy, laid a very fertile soil and a true foundation that the current government should have capitalized on; and cemented our humble and painful beginnings. There was enough support for the ANC government to pull every muscle, every sinew and breath, to bring black and white together, united under one flag! This was possible and easily atttainable given the success of CODESA, whites only Referendum, the release of Mandela, unbanning of all freedom parties, etc…I tell you, we had it in a plate; till the ANC spilt all the chances to solidify SA as non-racial country. This was priority #1 for the 1st democratically elected SA government, but sadly, we all know that this is now confined in the dustbins of our failed history; there’s really nothing to be proud of! It makes me so sad, I feel like screaming and go on moarning for days without end; just to think of the precious opportunity we lost as a nation! Today we still hear people in government positions, not just public servants, cabinet members including our president, still playing the race card and crying foul as if racism is a beast that cannot be tamed. These guys were empowered by the majority of SAns, to represent us, to unite us, keep SA governable and safe for all who live in her. They fail

all of us every time they utter this racism nonsense as if they are still in chains somewhere in Robben Island…..

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Nigeria Air Disaster – SA Be Thankful!

June 6, 2012 in Uncategorized

It was with the saddest shock and dismay, I read about the Nigerian Air crush this past Sunday. No one could ever imagine the state of fear, confusion and desparate cries from all aboard as the plane went down. For the pilots, it must have severed their hearts in many places as they brilliantly tried to steer the faultering plane into safe landing. All persons aboard put their lives and trust on the two pilots, to steer this ship into safety. Every pilot wants to hear these words: “Thank you Captain!” after touch down; some grateful passengers give the crew a handshake. The word “thank you” to a pilot means everything in the world, it’s better than getting salary because it defines a job well done….a smile to these guys go a long way – it inspires them! Their job is about taking a big risk on behalf of everyone aboard, take us to space and return us back to earth in one piece…Phew! What a responsibility.
As a frequent flyer myself, I am forever grateful to God and the pilots who take care of my trips, toss me up into the skies and bring me down to earth in one big piece. Nothing can describe the feeling of switching on your cellphone, text a message to say to your loved ones “I’m okay!” after touch down. I always feel compelled to greet a pilot with a smile and a handshake, whenever I see them in my hotel. I always tell them with a chuckle that, I am here because of them, their professionalism and great care they put behind their work. Pilots are one of the most dedicated and committed individuals, their profession demands soberliness and utmost virtue. We are lucky here in SA to have one of the safest airlines, we can compare with some of the best in the world. SA ranks #57 in World Airline Rankings! Let’s raise our glasses and celebrate our pilots, they deserve to be noticed and celebrated for the terrific job they do. I said a prayer for all the beraved families of this Nigerian disaster, let’s remember them in our thoughts, and may their souls rest in peace. On a lighter note, how about having a “hug a pilot day” in SA, one of these days or like they say in Lotto: “one day is one day!”.
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NEW SOUTH AFRICA MEMOIRS (PART 1)

May 30, 2012 in Uncategorized

Like a flood, South Africa just opened up into a new promising nation…there were spurious speculations and allegations from all four corners of our country. Radio stations like 702 (which was broadcasting from BOP due to Apartheid Act, then), allowed South Africans to voice their opinions in the airwaves; John Robie had a handful during his talk shows. It was no easy job for broadcasters, to control all the flaring tempers, and the expletives that were flying faster than any blip could cover. It was the right time for both black and white South Africans ever to engage politically on the airwaves without the fear of Government Secret Agents (Apartheid Police). It was very rough and very raw at times, I also had my dip and threw in my punches whenever I got the chance to go through. Going through these talk shows was no easy, sometimes one could be put on hold, for up to 30 minutes…patience garnered by political anger was ruling supreme. It was unbelievable, the most vicious fights on the airwaves between a divided nation. A change had come to SA! South Africa, like a pregnant woman, was travailing, winds of change were blowing very strong and fast.

Some people from both side of the divide just called in to hurl insults at the other race, didn’t care about the topic at hand; only if I could vomit on these freaking imbeciles..this is my country too. Most whites believed they were the architects of all the success South Africa experienced over the years, economically. Apartheid had produced some “Racist Moses”, spiritually twisted preachers who told their white congregants, Apartheid was the will of God for SA. The indegenious Africans, must be forever grateful to God, for the very first white settlers that set their feet to our shores! So deep were the roots of Apartheid and the racial division between races in this country, that almost seemed impossible to mend. Talks of civil war began to swell into this unbelievable beast that was ready to eat the citizentry alive and decimate the whole geography of South Africa. Good Leadership was very crucial during these precarious and sensitives days of South Africa, from both sides of the divide (black and white). Democracy wasn’t born yet, but sure as the rising of the sun, South Africa was already heavily pregnant with this Baby (Democracy), everybody who loved peace and harmonious living between people of all races, had prayed and hoped for, kept their hopes high. This was no ordinary femine pregnancy, morning sicknesses for this Mother (New South Africa) started in the wee hours of the morning, throughout the day and broke into the next morning..there was no resting!

Despite all the confusions, threats of civil war from extremists groups, peace loving South Africans held their heads high. I am sure that none of us today, living or dead, would ever understand the threat and the slim line that kept SA from sliding into a blood bath or the real possibility of genocide (as was the case with other african countries, during their 1st independance). No one will ever stand up, and proudly say it without being humbled by all the harsh realities and dynamics of real civil war threats that existed: :It was easy, we did it”…but, as we look back and reminisce about our dangerous past, we can all say in one accord that: “Indeed, this was the greatest escape and greatest miracle for us as a Nation, to pull through and survive without millions of body bags!” If ever there was any dangerous time to live in SA, this was the age…nobody was safe. Remember, this was even more dangerous after FW De Klerk (then SA Prime Minister) anounced that his Goverment will release Mandela unconditionally (after Mandela refused to renounce violence as a condition for his immediate release from Polsmoor). The South African Defence Force was divided from head to toe, all ranks ceased to exist, Army Generals had sleepless nights, arguing about the options of taking things into their hands and go for an all out civil war, against the communist ANC and all other anti-apartheid alies! What would have happened to the beautiful South Africa as we know it today, had SANDF opted for a new Afrikaner Armed Struggle? Genocide and disturbing flashes of a long and protracted war scenes flood my mind…How many of us would have lived to tell the tale to our children today? Besides, would we still have a country to live in, something that we could all as citizens, call Home? I doubt it very much…

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New South Africa Memoirs! (Part 1)

May 30, 2012 in Uncategorized

It with a sad and a very heavy heart, I’m writing this piece. I mean, after all the efforts, the drive from our iconic leaders; we’re still nowhere to Canan Land, our land of rest and unity! Us and Them talks still divide us, as if Verwoed was still in power!

When some of the struggle prisoners began to trickle out of prison, and then subsequently, Madiba followed out. It was one of the finest and happiest moment in the Republic. I can still remember so vividly, how I ran across the whole of Jo’burg CBD in pursuit of elusive newspapers (all sold out). All the newspapers were covering one story: Mandela is released from prison, after 27 years! That day, crime took a day off, Mandela talk was on the lips of every South Africans. Friends and foes engaged in public debates for the very first time; streets across townships in every province burst out with singing and dance! The New South Africa had dawned upon us…it was glorious. On the part of most white people, a cloud of uncertainty set in, questions began to swell and the urban legend took over. Fear gripped this community, food stock piling became the order of the day. Some white people even fled to neighbouring states, in fear of the black dragon that just got released…Swaart Gevaar!

The “Terrorist” (Mandela), got out of prison and was destined to become the country’s first black president; there was no stopping to Madiba. Everybody knew this and prepared to see this eventful day…but, the road ahead was still long. CODESA had to take place before, the white regime was still in power and therefore, lots of ground works had to be done. All the black movements, the opposion party and the regime of the day, knew the importance of these talks…there was no way in hell, any improvements could be achieved before some serious introspection could take place on both sides of the devide. Questions and accusations began to fly across the floor, the atmosphere was filled with distrust and selfishness from the regime side (since most compromise came from the side of revolutionaries).

Some black extremists voiced some of the most shocking statements ever made. One guy, even said that the ANC, must push all white people back into the sea,where they came from! This was understandable…on the other side, we saw the rise of the ugly white supremists, like the AWB; who mistook the release of Mandela and other political leaders, for a declaration of war against white population. They invaded the then homeland, Bophuthatswana under Mangope, heavy gun fires were exchanged, some white supremists were executed by BOP soldiers and stopped dead on their tracks. The idea of invasion of BOP was the deal the AWB struck with Mangope, to save Bophuthatswana so they can share with Mangope’s people as part of their Verkrampte Vader Land! Of course, as we know history, whole thing backfired. The AWB lost the battle and Mangope was dethroned, both alies were left in the sun to dry and to lick their fresh wounds! I love this country…watching all these things unfolding on TV, was like being in a dream.

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Corruption Watch – A serious Joke!

February 4, 2012 in Uncategorized

I still find it very odd for the public and even SA media fraternity, nogal, to believe that COSATU in the person of Zwelinzima Vavi; can seriously overseer ANC in the matters of corruption? Not so long ago, the same Vavi and his comrades irritated most reasonable thinking South Africans, daily with their disgusting defence of Jacob facing some more than 700 corruption charges. Vavi and his boys, defended Zuma with their lives, and in their quest to settle their personal vendetta against Mbeki; nothing else made sense or mattered. And to make matters worse, SA was facing serious corruption setbacks and the world was watching. And, I want to believe that Zwelinzima Vavi, as we’ve come to know him today – was not born yet! Otherwise, if he was then, he’d have assumed his superman status right there and then; but nay, superman anti-coruption Vavi didn’t appear..

Let me jog your memory once again…you will recall that immediately after the NPA pulled a public stance in their well rehearsed premeditated verdict; of dropping corruption charges against Zuma. I cannot tell you how sad I was disappointed at NPA, a body that was entrusted with public upkeep in legal matters, sold out! Now all roads were cleared for the ANC and their bed partners (tripatite alliance), to gun for the demise of their most hated enemy, the Scorpions (the most credible, independent and trusted anti-corruption fighters, to ever come out of the new SA). With the NPA in their pockets, it was easy for ANC the to manipulate our Justice System and screwed existing laws and killed the most loved anti corruption body, the Scorpions dead!

Vavi was right in the front, fighting tooth and nail, against anti-corruption lobbyists and opposition parties who tried to save the Scorpions. Yes, I believe that Zwelinzima Vavi is the Judas of modern SA politics…the man is very talented when it comes to playing double standards. He only speaks the truth only when it suites him, like now! The ANC is not bothered by whatever Vavi is saying in public, no, not even when he calls them names; the most important thing that counts, is the bloody pact that keeps the two three odd partners together (ANC, COSATU and SACP). Believe what Vavi says to your own peril…do you really believe that Vavi would like to see the ANC removed from power because of corruption, think again? Can you bite the hand that feeds you?

Now Vavi, the same man who stood side by side with Zuma, who was facing all sorts of corruption charges; is recognized by the same Media that was calling for Zuma’s head then, and even today; and referred to as the voice of reason. A lone voice in the wilderness, making a desparate call for all sensible South Africans to support him in his God-given call against govenrment corruption. Corruption Watch is a waste of time, given the history of the man behind the concept; it will yield nothing and just like the toothless Hawks that fly low…there will be no results forthcoming. I don’t believe the man, and I don’t hate the man; I really have no reasons to hate Vavi as a man. And, worst of for me, we come from the same Mirha clan. I just find it hard to  believe that Corruption Watch can achieve the same milestone as The Scorpions did in their short existance.

 My faith in Justice died when the NPA sold their souls to the politicians and paved way for the ANC, VAvi and the Tripatite Alliance, to suffocate the Scorpions. Sorry Vavi, you can fool some people sometimes, but not all the people all the time. But, I must salute you Mzondi, for even managing the impossible of pulling the wool in the Media’s eyes…look around they sing your praises..all is forgetten and forgiven! The same Media even wished it could destroy all the tons of negative articles they wrote about you, back in the day where you supported corruption without flinching. But as for me, myself and I, I find it hard to believe you and take you serious in your fight against corruption while you remain paper to glue, married to ANC! I remain…optimistic that one day, just as it was possible for SA to find a peaceful political solution for all who live in her; one day there will rise a credible anti-corruption body, believed and embraced by all SAns; initiated by men of stature and true integrity! One day, one day; yes in our life time…for now I am just holding my breath and pray that God Almighty have mercy on us as a people..but as for Vavi? He is not the “promised messiah”, no, not yet!