Singing
in the
valleys
CYMRU am byth – Wales forever! There's singing in the valleys, boyo, at the way they dished it to England in the Six Nations on Saturday. What a game! England's hopes of a Grand Slam are dashed, though they could still win the competition if Wales come unstuck some way down the line. But indeed to goodness, it's the Taffies who are now on course for the Grand Slam.
And great stuff by the Sharks at Kings Park. Most encouraging. But heavens – how can blokes be expected to play rugby in that kind of muggy heat? Water stops every 20 minutes, but the guys looked finished, both sides. They were sweating buckets - it would be interesting for each individual to be weighed, before and after.
Maybe the Sharks and Auckland made up for it in the pub afterwards. Maybe even a bit of ribald song. One hears this is an area of rugby that has been virtually killed by professionalism. Could it be re-asserted by thirst?
TECHNLOGY of the fifties… the Orgone Accumulator was a device sold in the 1950s by an inventor who claimed that a person sitting inside it attracted orgone, a massless "healing energy", according to an item that comes this way.
The Accumulator attracted the attention of the US federal authorities. Investigators noted that one purchaser was a college professor who said he knew it was phony, "yet useful because his wife sat quietly in it for four hours a day."
INVESTMENT analyst Dr James Greener notes in his latest grumpy newsletter complaints triggered by plans to split SAA into three parts (as with Eskom) by those who fear their sinecure is about to be exposed and they will be required to deliver for their salary.
"Unfortunately, the argument about and execution of this proposed rationalisation of the national airline will probably take ages and certainly cost money. Whether or not this is the right remedy should not anyway be something for our government to decide upon.
"There is already ample evidence that they are hopeless at running most things – in particular, they are lethally bad when it comes to potentially profitable enterprises.
"Just sell the darn thing now and let the buyer decide if there's any way to revive the albatross.
"And while they are about it, sell the airports too. ACSA seems to charge a great deal for allowing a plane to land".
DURBAN poet Sarita Mathur takes a look at the story of humanity
Yes, we are all stories,
Complex.
One needs to read underneath
The covers.
All is not what it seems.
Complex is our journey.
Though simple it may seem.
On the surface.
We are all stories,
Our story needs to be told.
Tailpiece
A woman and a baby are in the doctor's examining room, waiting for the baby's first examination. The doctor arrives, examines the baby, checks his weight and - a little concerned - asks if the baby is breast-fed or bottle-fed.
"Breast-fed," she replies.
"Please strip down to your waist."
She complies. He pinches her nipples, presses, kneads, and rubs both breasts for a while in a very professional and detailed examination.
He motions to her to get dressed and says: "No wonder this baby is underweight. You don't have any milk."
"I know. I'm his grandma. But I'm sure glad I came."
Last word
England and America are two countries separated by a common language.
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