This seems to becoming a habit lately and I don’t really have a good reason or excuse. Sometimes blogging just falls to the back of my head when other life is carrying on.
Things haven’t really been too exciting I must admit. There has been some IPL cricket going on where we (mate and I) have attended the matches at St Georges Park in Port Elizabeth. Again today is another match at 4:30 which we will be cheering for excitedly. I have no idea who is playing but we just go along for the atmosphere.
Voting was pretty kewl. Actually I found it very funny. I had to vote at the wrinkly farm, which is the unofficial nickname that we have given the old age home around the corner from my house, and I got there early to avoid crazy queues. Just as well because queues around the country went ballistic and were 500+ people long in some places. Getting there early though before opening time meant that I had to wait anyways for the door to open. I was now surrounded by residents of the wrinkly farm and I couldn’t help but laugh. It truly seemed like a snippet out of an episode of “Waiting for God” or “Grumpier old men”. Some old duck who must have been 95+ wobbling through on her Zimmer was ordered to the back of the line by some sour looking old fart of about 65. He just barked, “We are all waiting here, what gives you the right?” Fortunately sense prevailed with the assistance of some other old ducks and she was led up to the front otherwise I think she really would have kicked it before reaching the voting booth.
Voting results were announced and of course to no surprise, Egghead Zuma and his fuckwit cronies have taken the seat of power. What the country is very relieved about though is that he never did achieve the 2/3rds majority so we have some level of sanity hopefully. What does fuck me off intensely though are the lethargic, bleating, cry me a fucking river, pseudo South Africans abroad. After all the complaints and fighting with the Constitutional Court etc for the RIGHTS of South Africans to vote abroad, less than 10 000 bothered to show up! Roughly 7000 in London and around 1500 in Canberra I think it was. Thanks very much to those who did. For those who didn’t, unless you had a very good reason like you were not registered (which is questionable in its own accord), or you were in theatre donating a kidney to save the queen, or you were busy saving 14 kids from a burning bus at the time, you can all fucking go to hell! Burn your South African passport as you should no longer have the right to carry it. You have forgotten about your country and so your country should forget about you. Stop wearing the Springbok jersey “with pride” and bleat about how fucked up your country is getting back home. You let South Africa down in her time of need but still we managed to curb the ANC without you. We don’t need you! Think of that, less than 10 000 cared enough!
I have to go out now. I will continue catching up later!
Peace!
