Kaunapawa, KK and other happenings
So I have been conspicuously absent from this blog (some of
us have things to do!), but you better not utter a sound otherwise I will pull
a Kaunapawa on you! Not since the days that Archie Moroka was still on
generations have I witnessed such drama. It confirms what we already know that
although white man are viewed by women as being more romantic and sincere as
opposed to us (genital blessed) black men, they are still the biggest sissies
on this earth. Warning to Namibian women; Please stop using witchcraft on white
man that shit only works on black men, have yaa’ll never heard of Black on
Black. I am sure Mr Crowley took one look at her rear end and he could not help
himself (she’s got a pretty visage too and that Brazilian hair!). But I will
stop milking this story like Trevor Noah telling a Julius Malema joke and move
to other interesting happenings.
The pretty woman who redefined BEE |
Speaking of Julius Malema, we have had strange cases in
Namibia. Like Paulus Kapia getting caught with his hands in the cookie jar,
only to be recalled from the wilderness once we had conveniently forgotten
(classic SWAPO move). But a suspended suspension! Now I have seen everything.
Best believe that Juju as he is effectively known will be back (Jacob Zuma did
the same, why can’t Juju do it?), the ANC can expel him but they can’t expel
poverty, unemployment and crime. Like Gaddafi, Mubarak and Berlusconi the youth
will rise up and their incompetence will bite them in the backside (SWAPO
deadwood should be scared, very scared).
Just when you thought it could not get any more interesting,
honourable Kanezambo Kanezambo or KK as he is affectionately known went on a
racist tirade that spiralled into a “We will occupy your farms campaign”. Now I
am well aware that journalists can be irritating, but all he had to do was to
explain why 1.7 million was spent on repatriating the skulls (which is not that
easy to explain). As the minister of
youth KK dropped the ball on this one and set a bad example (angry reaction
usually means that the truth hurts), the past belongs in the past (Boers,
Kovoet and Venomous segragative hate/Apartheid), his little blabbering episode
was a spit in the face of national reconciliation. He redefined the temper
tantrum, which will now be referred to on this blog as throwing a KK.
To round of this good period for the ordinary Namibian I
have left the soccer talk for last (don’t want to bore my female readers), the
brave warriors won two soccer matches without conceding (Hallelujah, praise the
lord). They did so by annihilating Djibouti, if you’re shaking your head; don’t
be ashamed I had to Google it just to make sure it was a real country. They
gave Djibouti eight good reasons to go to Malawi.
KK throwing a KK |
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