Zondo Blasts Sisulu For Blasting The Judiciary
By
the Gentle Spearman of the Tattooed Warriors at the Ford of the River Craw
Dear Raymond,
I hear you blasted Lindiwe Sisulu for her opinion on the judiciary. Since you are the highest judge in the land at the moment and that certain things she said were directed to you, it is hardly surprising that you are not kindly disposed to her at the moment. She certainly had some nasty things to say, like Mentally Colonised Africans in the upper echelons of the judiciary.
Now, if you don’t mind me saying so, that is probably the worst insult an African can give another African. She is accusing you and your fellows of being indoctrinated by western ideals, betraying African tradition and becoming worse than the former oppressors.
I am surprised you fell for such hogwash. I think you got so incensed about the slight on the Judicial branch that you missed the main point that she was pointing fingers at the whole leadership of this country, legislative, executive and judicial whilst making herself out to be a saint. I would have thought you would be above a “spoiled child who had his nose put out of joint by the local schoolgirl bully” type reaction.
I did write to Lindiwe as well regarding her article. You can read it here:
Maybe your reaction is governed by the plain and simple fact that Justice appears to be absent in the mind of most people. It is not even seen to be done. It’s like all the really bad guys perpetually get away with all the nefarious things they do. Her question is “Where Is The Justice”?
According to your report of which only part 1 of 3 is released so far, which deals with just a few short years of the Zuma Presidency State Capture, people within the state have been looting the state coffers to such a degree that it incapacitated the state ability to govern with any integrity or morality. And so the state started putting the screws on the taxpayers to facilitate governance but ended up in more looting.
We know all this, it all came out in the three years of the Zondo commission at the cost of a billion rand. And like some very expensive SABC 1 legal drama that ends in a complete flop. Where are the prosecutions? Oh, they are coming! When are they coming? Oh, sometime in the future! But wait, you have all the basic evidence of wrongdoing from your commission, why not now? Oh well, the wheels of justice turn slowly!
All you have done is recommend some anti-corruption agencies and another agency and more agencies and then maybe!!! Even the press gave it a name, the “Days of Zondo” which made the soap opera “Days Of Our Lives” look both exciting and dramatic.
Now I have probably gone and upset you as well, but maybe not. Who cares what some two-bit white man from some village in the Western Cape thinks. But, I think my sentiments are widespread among the people of this land, both black and white and every colour in between. Let’s face facts, the poor get hammered when they break the law. The not-so-poor-and-not-so-rich get pressurised to give more than they have got to give and the rich, the ruling class, the politically connected and the elite get away with just about everything they can. The rule of law benefits them alone and scarcely anyone else.
Lindiwe Sisulu may not even be aware of it because of her own indoctrinated mind, but that is what she is complaining about.
I know, I know, by now you are asking who is this white voice from some leafy village of privilege. For twenty years I lived a destitute life, many years on the streets. In the late ‘80s, I slept in the parks, highways and byways of the political violence capital of South Africa, Pietermaritzburg. Many Zulu men befriended me as we shared space in the parks to sleep. We used to sing Ladysmith Black Mambazo and Paul Simons song – “Homeless” and Jaluka songs by Johnny Clegg. In 1994 I voted for the first time. We had hope then. The Madiba Magic nearly pulled this country through the Eye of the Needle. Sadly after he retired, nothing changed, the Rainbow Nation faded into Black and White and all was grey. These days, I live in a house that is not my own, the only thing I own is a computer and a desk.