Last week one Thabo Mbeki paid a flying visit to South Africa and, while he was here, addressed a joint sitting of Parliament. He talked a whole lot about things that are going on outside of South Africa, but glossed over trivial matters like the HIV/Aids pandemic and the self-destruction of a certain country to the north of the great green greasy Limpopo, all set about with fever trees (apologies to Rudyard Kipling).
In the speech he mentioned that SA will send a team of "technical experts" to Iraq for consultations on matters related to the disposing of nuclear, chemical and biological weapons (yes children, these are the WMDs we've heard so much about). Now I think this is not South Africa's business, and they should stay the fuck out, but that's just me. I guess that whiny little shit Aziz Pahad fancies himself as the next Jimmy Carter, what with all his to-ing and fro-ing from Pretoria to Baghdad. In fact, I have a theory that Saddam will eventually capitulate because he will get so sick of Pahad's high-pitched screeching - but I digress...
Anyways, I was driving into work this morning and the host on the local talk radio station postulated that SA wants to look all big and clever to the rest of the world so they will be offered a seat on the UN Security Council. I laughed so hard I nearly drove off the road. But then I saw an article which said that Mbeki could be persuaded to bitch slap some sense into Bob Mugabe if he was offered "the right price" - e.g. a seat on the UN Security Council.
Hmmmmm...what on earth is T-Bo up to?
End rant.
Charl is such a nice guy to give me blog space in such a 1337 corner of the world.
But being a student, he has all the time in the world to post arb shit on the web. Those of us who have to actually work in order to earn a living don't have the same luck. So stop busting my ass!
;-)
(Thanks Charltjie!)