SKELETONS IN CABINET LEAVE BAD ODOUR
“WILL you come into my parlour?” said the Spider to the Fly.
“‘Tis the prettiest little parlour that you ever did spy;
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I’ve many curious things to show you when you’re there.”
I’m sure many of you recognise this first stanza of the 19th century cautionary tale called
which, after the dramatic political events this week, Nhlanhla Nene would have done well to have heeded.
For those not familiar with the poem, it tells the story of a cunning spider who ensnares a naïve fly in its web.
Had the former finance minister listened to his instincts, he would have realised the invitation from the Guptas to their luxury compound in Saxonwold just didn’t look right.
In fact, Nene was initially suspicious of the invitation, just like the little fly in the poem.
Remember the second stanza? “Oh, no, no,” said the little fly, “to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair can never come down again.” Never were truer words spoken. Whether it was temptation, naivety or just plain curiosity, once Nene stepped into the Saxonwold parlour, he was entrapped.
He’s now become the first victim of the state capture inquiry after confessing to secretly meeting the