It’s still Autumn here, but today I felt the chill of winter approaching. After a heavy downpour, I took a rare stroll through the garden…
… okay, I was just having a smoke and felt like a walkabout… and was pleasantly surprised. How did I miss these beauties before? Had to go back inside to get the camera.
These fellas though, almost appear to be defying Winter. Wonder how long they’ll hold out? Seems like I’ll have to take more strolls through the garden and keep an eye on them. Hope they won’t mind the ciggies.
…when you are up against it, and need to shift responsibility to someone or something else.
Politicians, especially the ANC kind know this well. They’ve used this pathetic excuse quite frequently over the years, to avoid accepting responsibility for their many screw-ups. And since the citizens of this country have failed to hold them accountable, it seems many others in so-called leadership positions have cottoned on and are following suite.
The latest “leader” to jump aboard the third force train is a parasite who leeches on our taxes while masquerading as the King of the Zulus. He goes by the moniker of King Goodwill Zwelithini.
Following a public speech he made in which he clearly exhorted foreigners to pack their bags and leave the country, xenophobic violence broke out in several provinces which led to multiple deaths of foreigners. One such incident which involved the gruesome killing of a Mozambican national, was captured by the media in graphic detail, and broadcast around the world.
While our own President Jacob Zuma, who strangely is a subject of this King, characteristically took the opportunity to blame the media for showing South Africa in a bad light, Goodwill (whose name is wasted on him) Zwelithini refused to accept any responsibility but blamed a handy third force.
What a couple of tossers! Both of them need to be tossed behind bars; the sooner the better. This country can ill afford the likes of these, these…
Since turning 49 just over a week ago, I seem to have hit a writing slump. That’s not to say, that I was writing anything good up a storm prior to that milestone (for me it is).
I don’t know what it is. I feel great. Better than great actually. I could be 48, or 40 or 27 even. Maybe that’s it. I feel too young and my mind is on other things, younger, reckless things, and writing seems like a chore.
But…
I have been contemplating many things. And no, suicide isn’t one of them.
For instance, the Large Hadron Collider (LHC) is purring again after nearly two years of upgrades and renovations. Since Sunday, actually. That’s really great. It’s a reflection of everything that’s good about the world.
Elsewhere there’s ISIS, Boko Haram and Al-Shabaab, the last only recently massacring around 148 students in Kenya. Then there’s Pat Robertson and Deepak Chopra, alternate sides of the same ideologically unstable coin, whose regular mutterings are quite frankly, insane. I pick on mention a few, but all of these represent a side of the world that is not good at all.
And here in South Africa, we have a group of militant students who are of the opinion (or more likely have been manipulated into believing) that defacing and toppling historic statues will change their lot in life. Right about now they’re watching in glee as a statue of Cecil John Rhodes is being removed from a university campus.
Lenny Says 