Voters queue to vote in the South African general elections, 29 May 2024, at Welizibuko Primary School in Soweto. Picture: Michel Bega/The Citizen The real cost of our democracy lies in the price tag put on the political powers who are bought and sold daily, as if they are cattle being readied for a dowry. Political players may say on the electioneering stages how the rot runs deep, how heads will roll.
They will tell of the disdain they hold for the looters of state coffers, singing from the hymn sheet about stopping the rot by removing the corrupt from the seats of power and taking back the powers they may yield. I refuse to be led by men and women in beautifully tailored expensive suits who reek of nothing but thievery. In the midst of this, a political figure that yields seemingly unregulated power, Gwede Mantashe, utters words that are devoid of meaning for the layman.
Reeking of classist ridicule to the very voters who elevated him to the seat of power, he spews the disdain which he is emboldened enough to say out loud. I’m not too concerned with the whys, as much I am concerned with the morality of the entire situation. The ANC screams from the rooftops, together we can do more, let’s do it for the Mandela-Sisulu legacy, while failing to read the elephant in the room. If it’s not a secretary-general arriving in luxury at the party’s congress, it is now the national chair, basically calling the unemployed lazy.
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