People simply voicing ANC's betrayal
THURSDAYS are suitably boring at the Snorting Grunter - that youth-compatible drinking hole where even the dullest of men can hold an opinion and be stubbornly arrogant about it.
You can always find someone in your bracket, someone to ferment rebellion with. Everything goes. We clear the cookies from the browser, if you know what I mean.
The debates are more open than the post-coital "so-what-do-we-call-this" chat. We see the seamier side of democracy or, as it were, the dystopian harbingers of this country after downing a few. Suddenly the ugly picture of the simmering witch appears.
The topic was Sharpeville and the enthralling public meltdowns in the townships, famously known as service delivery protests.
The randomness of the strikes says something about the state of the nation.
Batho Pele remains a scripted gimmick. Every day is a stark reminder that the poor do not fit into this fluid "masterpiece" called democracy.
The impression is that to be welcomed into this bus you will have to be bound and gagged. But the question remains. Why was the Sharpeville commemoration moved to Kliptown, a place where the Freedom Charter was adopted?
What is the link, in case we are missing the point? To some the Freedom Charter is a vague document that symbolises the ruling party's grave compromises and ineffectiveness.
Kliptown reminds us that there were flaws in the liberation narrative of the ANC. It reminds us that freedom remains a scare tactic of our times. To the few who still live off the proceeds of Black Consciousness and its philosophy, Sharpeville will always be synonymous with the PAC and its late leader Robert Sobukwe.
For as long as acknowledgements are not done, the people of Sharpeville are justified to grind the socio-politics grievance machine.
Here is the thing. The commemoration was purely moved to erase memory - to deny the survivors and victims of Sharpeville a chance in the sun. It is a cheap, nasty insult and a fine example of how power has become more user-friendly in the so-called democratic South Africa.
And since we are munching down on the ANC's history and its reputation, it will be interesting to get hold of the classified minutes of the Codesa talks to see how this land was divvied up and how far the compromises run.