Wit ous, Stitch Up Shaun and Face­book

CityPress - - Voices - Paddy Harper voices@city­press.co.za

Fri­day morn­ing. It’s been a mad week, courtesy of Stitch Up Shaun, the Na­tional Di­rec­tor of Pri­vate Per­se­cu­tions (that’s Na­tional Di­rec­tor of Pub­lic Pros­e­cu­tions Shaun Abra­hams to you), a dose of flu and the lat­est bout of Face­book racism by an­other Dur­ban Mup­pet with no brains and too much data.

All I want to do is curl up in bed with a copy of for­mer pub­lic pro­tec­tor Thuli Madon­sela’s state cap­ture re­port. I’ve been try­ing to read it since it was re­leased af­ter the Com­man­der in Chief (that’s Pres­i­dent Ja­cob Zuma to you) with­drew his bid in court to stop the re­port from be­ing re­leased. I guess the Big Lah­nee had no choice, es­pe­cially af­ter Shaun dropped the charges against Fi­nance Min­is­ter Pravin Gord­han and for­mer SA Rev­enue Ser­vice bosses Oupa Ma­gashula and Ivan Pil­lay. I’m not sure who ad­vised the CIC to use Shaun to go for Gord­han to get him out of the way for a Gupt­abought and paid-for fi­nance min­is­ter. It must have been Ed­ward (Zuma’s son and de­fender), or some­body else with a se­ri­ous taste for karate wa­ter, be­cause it was a big flop.

Any­body who knows Gord­han from the 1980s, when he was the brains be­hind the Dur­ban civic move­ment, which brought the city to a halt, or from the ANC un­der­ground op­er­a­tions of the 1990s, would be aware that he is not the kind of guy to mess around with.

Gord­han is witty and charm­ing and all that, but he’s a hard man with im­pec­ca­ble po­lit­i­cal street-fight­ing skills who sur­vived ev­ery­thing the Nats could throw at him. Stick your fin­ger in his eye and you’re likely to lose an arm. If you’re lucky. In a po­lit­i­cal sense, of course.

Back to Fri­day. Shaun is on the box, ly­ing through his teeth in de­fence of his de­ci­sion to charge Gord­han. Good luck, son.

I start get­ting ready to head for the Bluff, the Dur­ban Deep South, in search of a racist bas­tard called Hen­nie some­thing or other to find out why he had to take a dump through his mouth and spew his venom into the cy­ber­sphere be­cause the city’s 500 000-plus Hindu com­mu­nity ex­er­cised their con­sti­tu­tional right to cel­e­brate the fes­ti­val of Di­wali.

What is it with wit ous and Face­book? Why the need to spew ha­tred at your fel­low hu­man be­ings who have done noth­ing to you? Why not shut up and get on with your life, and al­low oth­ers to get on with theirs? What’s so dif­fi­cult about that?

Stick your fin­ger in his eye and you’re likely to lose an arm. If you’re lucky

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