'How come I am a participant in this huge enterprise known as Reality?' wondered the Danish philosopher Soren Kierkegaard, back in 1843. 'Why should I be a participant? Is there no choice in the matter? And if there is no choice, then where is the manager -- there's something I want to say to him. Is there no manager? Then to whom shall I address my complaint?'
If Kierkegaard were a denizen of the fraying South African Reality, circa 2019, he'd do well to address his complaints to Jacob Gedleyihlekisa Zuma. Famously, Zuma served for two terms as the president of the country; before that, he was deputy president for six years; before that, a National Chairperson of the ANC; before that a ranking member of the organisation's exiled leadership; and before that -- deep breath -- a struggle hero of some repute. If anyone has had a hand in creating (some might say: in destroying) modern-day South Africa, Zuma is your man.
Take it up with him, Soren.
But good luck getting anything out of Msholozi. He is sitting this week before the State Capture Inquiry, spinning Reality into an unrecognisable splat of protoplasm. He has chosen the Zondo...