Mangaung dynastic marriage?
IS JZ ABOUT to take a new wife? The idea was floated at St Clement's this week by Spyker Koekemoer (aka Pat Smythe) in his review, in the Herman Charles Bosman idiom, of contemporary South Africa.
It seems Spyker has been reading up on English history and the dynastic marriages entered into by Henry VIII. He speculates that dynastic marriage yet another vrou might be the way for JZ to cement party unity in the run-up to Mangaung.
Spyker also produced a truly magnificent rendition of Mshini Wami just as good, people said, as JZ himself.
It was stirring stuff, yet ignorant people were rude enough to laugh. In fact some of them seemed to be wetting their pants.
It's most distressing, this is meant to be serious.
Spyker vir President!
Arid land
SPYKER Koekemoer also read a poem, O My Karoo, on the sheer desperation of life in the arid Karoo.
Die ploeg hy staan
Stom geslaan
hy wag vir die donderwolk
se woorde
Die Karoo Die Camdeboo
Sy wag ook
Vir die reen
op pad heen
Vol kleur en akkoorde
Die dam hy le bloot
Met niks in sy skoot
Behalwe die skedels van skape
en drome
O my Karoo My Camdeboo
Jy maak amok
Met die hart
Van 'n Boer
The English translation is nowhere near as evocative:
The plough it stands
Struck dumb
It waits for the thundercloud's
words
The Karoo The Camdeboo
She also waits
For the rain
on its way
Full of colour and accord
The dam it lies open
With nothing in its lap
Apart from the skulls of sheep
and dreams
O my Karoo My Camdeboo
You run amok
with the heart
of a Boer.
Hey, good stuff. Not bad for a Soutie from Maritzburg.
Folk tales
VARIETY is a feature of the weekly soiree at St Clement's, dedicated as it is to the arts and to the skills of the vintner.
On Monday Pieter Scholtz and Gisele Turner will tell three folk takes from Africa: Anansi the Spider (Ghana); Unwabu the Chameleon (South Africa); and The Sisters Ayanna and Amina (Somalia).
Startling replies
RESEARCH in America into the attitudes of small children toward marriage yields some startling results:
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Tailpiece
A GOOD friend is always there to bail you out of jail. Your best friend is in the cell next door saying: "Damn! That was fun!"
Last word
It's not true that life is one damn thing after another; it is one damn thing over and over.
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