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Tuesday, August 1, 2017

The Irish Savant : Weep for the Rainbow Nation




Weep for the Rainbow Nation

Up to about the mid eighties I always regarded things South African as being on a higher plane, something like Scandinavia.  They did things well, very well.  Christian Bernard pioneered heart transplants, breakthrough scientific discoveries like making oil from coal, a fabulous national airline, and even in sport, especially rugby, golf and tennis they punched way above their weight.  Excellence. Their universities were also top class as I know from time spent at Wits and UCT.  I found South Africans, along with Israelis, to be man for man the most capable professionals I had ever worked with.

Alas, alas........

Didn't really take too long to collapse, did it?  Less than twenty years, actually. In medicine, instead of Bernaard and heart transplants we have Manto bush medicine (and raping babies) adduced as cures for AIDS, which, according to the ex-President, had no connection to HIV. SAA is complete crap, and even if you arrive in one piece your luggage will probably be stolen at the airport. BEE (the South African equivalent of gibsmedat) is decimating industry, while business generally is being bled dry by corrupt, stupid useless parasites.

The universitiess have suffered terribly, and for the same reasons. There's even a school boasting a 100% Matric failure rate!  Well done lads. One university President begins the day by smearing himself in foul-smelling lion fat to thwart his enemies.  In the best Oxbridge traditions.  And the country's President (pictured below chairing a Cabinet meeting) is borderline illiterate with an unknown number of offspring via an army of 'wives'.

This is by no means meant to represent anything like the full story of that wonderful country's decline and ultimate destruction. Nothing about the genocide, yes genocide, of white farmers, for example.....just some of the aspects most familiar to me. And vignettes tell a lot.  Like the detective investiaging the Pistorius case.  In best Turd World traditions he drove a coach and four through even the most elementary investigative rule book, missing vital evidence while contaminating more as he blundered about like a rhino in a china shop.  Then to crown it all it emerged that he's facing multiple attempted murder charges himself.....while leading the investigation!

Jesus wept.

And of course the nigger in the woodpile here is, well, the eponymous individual in said woodpile. Everything associated with the decline derives from blacks getting their paws on the loot.  All else follows from that, as inevitably as night following day.

Zimbabwe here we come.

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