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Ulundi reed dances |
Roy
and I have just returned from Ulundi where we met with officials from the
opposition party, the DA, most of the King's bodyguards & lackeys & at
least two dozen of Zumba's illegitimate male offspring municipal employees to
oversee well-founded allegations on the misuse of municipal funds leveled at
the strangely named Department of Arts, Culture, Sports & Recreation, &
Government Repackaged Holidays. The DA slammed the department for its wasteful
expenditure after it had splashed out ten million on just four provincial
functions. The largest example of unadulterated extravagance was the profligate
wastage on the bi-annual Reed Dance, a Zulu cultural oddity largely promoting
polygamy & sometime sexual abstinence, the latter that is, until picked as
a bride when all hell lets loose & the unfortunate maiden is turned into an
infant conveyor belt for the remainder of her unproductive life. The only women
allowed to participate in the Reed Dances are strictly 'hymen intact' black
African heterosexuals, overweight & with little idea of family planning.
Polygraphs to ascertain virginity were introduced post independence but were
quickly scuppered due to the total lack of compliancy & ultimately lack of
participants themselves.
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chuk imbonesi |
These days the local witch doctor, Chuk Imbonesi,
determines who is ineligible for the Reed Dance through a process of throwing
dead artifacts across the kaya floor (mostly severed paws from the endangered
northern Natal leopard) and reading the messages carried therein. Since the
dumping of polygraphs, only one girl has failed under this sangoma system when
she gave birth to six bouncing babies in the middle of the main dance. By the
time the girl in question had dumped all six of the bellowing foetuses, she
resembled a sweating, heaving mass of hybrid hippopotamus being chased by
bewildered elephant bulls in musk. On the way to hospital, she was rumoured to
be stunned by the turn of events as her current boyfriend had not only
undergone two vasectomies by Chuck Imbonesi, but had used bargain priced
condoms handed out by a joint initiative of the Catholic & Lutheran
churches in Mariannhill.
The
4.3 million rand of state coffers pales into insignificance when compared with the
alleged corruption in the Manase report, that Governance MEC, Nowon Doubtmee,
has withheld from the very same rate payers who funded it in an effort to cover
up for implicated ANC cronies. What our ignorant and not surprisingly arrogant
public servant, Doubtmee, fails to comprehend is that the theft of 252 million
of folding stuff by her corrupt buddies came from Durban rate payers in the
first place. The patronizing and hubristic Doubtmee arranged for a commission
to report on the criminality of her comrades, with the Manase report costing
the overburdened ratepayers another fifteen million, & yet states that it
is for ANC scrutiny only when it is an investigation into misuse of PUBLIC
funds!! What kind of delusional, befuddled, non-thinking is this?? And she is
governance MEC!!! Is there any wonder that we have a total failure of proper
& legitimate governance in this province?
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Nowon Doubtmee |
Another
very interesting demand comes from our new minister of sport, Fickle
Madeablue, who
has told Government that the SA Sports Awards will cost 65 million rand this
year. Yes you have read that figure correctly. While polishing off an extra
large helping of ground yams & sorghum accompanied by a double helping of
French fries (that MacDonalds doesn't even offer as a 'supersize me' option)
& a dollop of putu & gravy sprinkled with half a cellar of salt &
enough chilli for any self-respecting Indian to raise a white flag, he stated
that the bulk of the funds were being used for ministerial outreach programmes,
which is a covert euphemism for out & out banditry. What have ministerial
outreach programmes got to do with the SA Sports awards, may we ask? There are
a couple of categories that spring to mind - the corrupt achiever's award, the
most family members in parliament award, the blatant thievery award, the least
hours worked award and finally the most travelled award. This isn't a gravy
train, it is more like a runaway juggernaut or a steam train going over a
cliff. And no, Africa wasn't ready for self-governance after a century of
colonial rule whichever way you look at it.
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Fickle Madeablue |
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