Delegate Z must be watching in the wings at Nasrec, steaming, fuming, and wishing she still had a voice in South African politics. Knowing that if she did, she surely would be heard. Somewhere in the rafters of the expo centre where the ANC of 2017 is deciding on the ANC's, the country's, and our future, I imagine she hovers and seethes, helpless to intervene.
But Delegate Z's voice is being heard, in strange ways, all these years after her own demise. It is as if, from the grave, she is yet able to have a hand in things, to play a silent yet - one hopes - deadly card in all of this. For Delegate Z still lives in the foundation that bears her name. And boy are they fighting, in her name, wherever they can, in the courts and through their voices in the media.
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