Discombobulation all round
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Drewan Baird. Oudtshoorn. 3 April 2014. 07h15. No fewer than 50 people crammed the 300 seat Nicolonia Hall in Bridgton’s ward 7 yesterday afternoon in a mighty show of support for DA national leader Helen Zille.
Clearly the people of Oudtshoorn stand united behind the efficacious DA.
This followed a debate earlier at 09h00 yesterday where DA Western Cape leader Ivan Meyer (permissioned to be in Oudtshoorn by Theuns Botha, allowed out of his cage no doubt by Debbie Schafer – more about this later) and his ANC counterpart Marius Fransman engaged in the presence of professor Willie “Ek-verlang-sóóóverskriklik-na-Thabo” Esterhuizen. The debate was won, as most all debates are, by the person YOU wanted to win it.
Meyer did ignore completely my question relating to the DA’s incessant nagging about Nkandla: Given that DA councillors owe Oudtshoorn’s ratepayers more as a percentage of the town budget than Nkandla is costing taxpayers by national comparison, who the hell are you, Ivan Meyer, to bitch about Nkandla?
Meyer did say, he really did say, that this May 7 general election is about Nkandla and Nkandla alone. Whomever still harboured illusions of DA relevancy were doubtlessly diddered into disillusion by this idiocy.
As Thabo Esterhuizen said, it’s the new labour movement and the EFF…
Indeed, me lovelies. Indeed.
Then Helen also met with the “dagbestuur” of the business chamber. One delegate could, unfortunately, not make it and was replaced by Oudtshoorn’s leading publisher, Schalk le Roux of the immanent Die Hoorn.
Note, the meeting was not open to the media… then it was, then it wasn’t, then, apparently, it was – selectively. Or not.
Dontcha just luv the DA: It changes its collective… uh, “mind” like a traffic light changes colour.
Local DA’s attended the chamber meeting.
Why this secrecy?
What could Helen possibly have said that the entire chamber should not have heard? Or us – you and I – should not know?
Eat your heart out Dan Brown.
Take ten steps to your left. Five forward. Throw a stone dipped in cat’s piss at 25 degrees as hard as you can. Dig two meters where it falls. You’ll find DA ignominy. Then again, you’ll find DA disgrace everywhere.
Watch this space.
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