You know, I remember when political Deputy leaders where hit with flying eggs and other assorted fruit. And very sad it was too, tsk.
Here in "The educated part of Africa..." we have recently seen the sacking of Mr Zuma, our startlingly corrupt and Dept President, a man who makes Nixon look nice and clean.
Which is all very commendable. Except rather than going quietly into obscurity, dear Mr Zuma has decided to take his case to the people. On the weekend he stood in front of a huge crowd and declared that he had been sacked for being uneducated. Hmmm.
As opposed to creating a humongeous chain of backhanders over such piffling items as, buying half of France's crappy old planes?
And there's a thing. If you're going to buy second hand planes, please, buy anything but Frog rubbish.
Anyway, this peaceful, ex-second highest man in the land stood and started to sing one of his cute songs, this one entitled...Awuleth' umshini wami" (Bring me my machine gun), now honestly, is that the kind of peace-nick we want in charge of a country with nuclear capability?
I mean, would you buy a used Air Force from this guy?