Drought-ful leadership

Imagine a South Africa in which beneficiaries of grants became employed tax payers. Sadly not going to come close to happening under ANC or EFF rule.

“Cry the Beloved Country” stirs memories and thoughts. I recall another novel from another time, ‘A dry white season’. A novel which revolves around political corruptness. 45 years later the contextual landscape is no longer white, but the season is just as dry. Some may ask, “Is it not even drier than it was before?” The observation being that the present political outcome seems just as dry as the pipes in some of the cities of our Beloved South Africa. The justifications, excuses and reasons given just as brittle and as empty. 45 years later, the evidence seems to be that one type of season is as dry (read corrupt) as the next. The ‘season of change’ that revolted against dryness, demanded sanctions and got them, is the very same season, it appears, which can do no better itself in defying death bringing dryness. All that we have 45 years later, is just another national calamity. That we need ‘a change in season’ is evident. But we cannot afford another season that thinks that it, alone, is the answer to the political climate of our Beloved Country. We cannot afford another season that is driven by draconian, dry and deadly ideology. It has to be reasonable South Africans who understand that any political role, be it local, provincial or national is a serving role. A role that by its nature, function and conduct encourages the country to cherish, respect, and yes, even love it. A role that will prefer our country over a season.