After today and the incessant HEAT WAVES over the last two months I believe that the Environmental fraternity is about to prove their point.
Al Gore and his cronies were right, I was right, The tree - huggers were right, The bunny - huggers were right, The Indian Tribal Chiefs at the turn of the previous century were right.
How and when it will end still remains to be seen. The "Day after Tomorrow" scenario begins to elicit some credibility, even though the instant ice - age does not seem at all probable at this stage- too hot. We are having the MONSTER hailstones in the meantime - thousands of automobiles with non repairable hail damage attests to this fact. Two years in a row now - hailstones as big as tennis balls - some as big as cricket balls.
The Coal and Oil burning fraternity will tell us that this sort of thing happens every century or so, they will keep on propagating this story until all the coal and oil have been extracted and sold.
Janine Meiring rushes to hospital on Christmas day, feeling that something is not well with her unborn baby. She is referred to another facility because of known complications with previous pregnancies and births.
What is wrong with this scenario? Should a large facility like Pretoria West Hospital not be qualified for this type of emergency - gosh, Obstetrics!
At the second facility, Kalafong Hospital, she has to undergo a sonar. The medical person- I find it difficult to call him Doctor as this title is normally reserved for someone that values human life and has compassion for those in pain, ignores all the signs of a woman that is already progressed far into labor.
He virtually forces her to get up after the sonar test, he then prevents her from sitting or lying down on the floor, subsequently instructs her not to attempt to cup her hand(s) between her legs Why? (This action is an instinctive attempt to prevent the baby from falling) even I am aware of this…
At last - Zuma's reign nearing it's end. It took the populace twenty two years to realize that a country can not be ruled by a nincompoop. Political jargon and renaming of streets, towns and cities does very little in providing work, education, medical services and the like which are the things that actually matter.
A city called by any other name will soon smell of excrement if the sewers are left to their own device, if garbage collection is done at the whim of the Municipal workers Unions and if streets are used as urinals as per the squatter syndrome. If the urge strikes, squat and void the old bladder and bowels.
I the old days, when people still had some values, they would at least look for a bush to hide behind, not anymore. I saw a woman taking a crap on the sidewalk, in front of everybody and just walking off as if nothing has happened. A taxi pulled over in front of me and five or six of the occupants, male and female just did their thing - no problem.
The country i…