With more time on my hands than I can manage during the current lockdown, I have come to realise quite a number of things that have not been on my faulty radar.
We have certainly all been kept entertained by the antics of our ministers, especially the aspiring former wife of former president Jacob Zuma.
I say “even” her, because I never realised how poorly she comes across when addressing the nation. A lack of oratory skills must have been a disease in the Zuma household.
Next is Cowboy Cele, whose mouth seems to work overtime, but nothing of substance is ever said. The man is all bluster, like a misfiring scattergun; all talk and very little action.
Then we have our Minister of Education who, like our former president, does not seem to have a grasp of figures - or of language, for that matter.
Wasn’t she the one who mispronounced “epi-tome” on TV, which led to an anchorman being suspended when he said someone should tell her how to pronounce it? Minister of Education, nogal? Please go back to school, lady.
And then we have that loudmouth, Fikile Mbalula. Did anyone see that video where he tells his audience to sit down before they have entered the venue? Minister of Transport? His train never left the station. Somebody must tell him that square wheels don’t turn.
I wonder why Julias (remember, that is what his school report says) has been so quiet. I miss him. Maybe, to him, Covid-19 is a mere cough in a teacup?
Thank goodness for Netflix; it has taught me that the American judicial system is very far from being just. We watched the Steve Avery case, Making a Murderer, and were astounded by the corruption and downright criminality of the officials concerned.
To prove a point, we watched The Staircase where the authorities blatantly lied and hid evidence to get their conviction. America is certainly not the land of the free as it purports to be, and corruption in the US is as rife as it is here.
Thank goodness for alcohol, it eases the pain of being incarcerated; it’s the only difference between being locked up and locked down. So please Mr Cele, prove me wrong and allow us to top up as I only have three beers left in my fridge.
Gavin Barnard, Plett